[Those eyes! You're a member of the Uchiha Clan. To think you could grow this powerful...]
Jashin's muttering was filled with shock and hatred.
"I can see it now, Tosu. Is this the source of your supernatural power?"
Uchiha Senmon pressed his hand against Tosu Hideo. The writhing black tendrils immediately wrapped around his palm, and his Sharingan followed them down into the bottomless abyss, utterly cold.
"To think something this evil was inside you."
"Director Uchiha, your eyes..."
Wrapped in black tendrils that were eating away at him, with only his eyes exposed, Tosu Hideo was overjoyed to hear that familiar voice. He struggled to turn his head for a look, only to be struck dumb with shock.
Three tomoe were visibly spinning in Uchiha Senmon's eyes.
The Sharingan!
[You can actually see me lurking inside Tosu. Is it because of that dreadful Sharingan? Has the power of that cursed bloodline awakened within you?]
Jashin's black tendrils coiled tightly around Uchiha Senmon's arm as though by reflex.
[Those eyes are exactly like Madara Uchiha's-no, like Izanagi's!]
"You actually know about the relationship between the Uchiha Clan and Izanagi?"
Uchiha Senmon frowned and spoke slowly.
The Uchiha Clan's progenitor, Madara Uchiha, was actually named Lord Izanagi. Even he had only learned this secret from the stone tablet at Naka Shrine.
But judging from how the Heavenly Realm's god- and demon-level powers had reacted to the Sharingan in the past, many knew about it.
[I will never forgive Izanagi for abandoning me! Never!]
Yet Jashin seemed to have suffered some tremendous provocation. He roared hysterically, shooting out black tentacles one after another to drag Uchiha Senmon into the bottomless abyss.
It seemed there was nothing more to be learned from him.
His expression cold, Uchiha Senmon shook his arm. The black