"Drinking the sea dry, moving mountains, tearing continents apart-these were trivial feats for the world-destroying beast, Ten-Tails."
Before the ancient mural of Ten-Tails, weathered and heavy with history, Uchiha Itachi slowly recounted the secrets of the Age of Gods. Everyone held their breath in rapt attention, not daring even to breathe loudly.
"After destroying the glorious Age of Gods and devouring almost all the gods, Ten-Tails became the source of all creation, possessing the divine power to create heaven and earth!"
Uchiha Senmon's expression was grim. His eyes shone with an eerie, soul-stealing red light as he stared unblinkingly at the enormous half-mural.
The monstrous creature called Ten-Tails had ten uneven tails behind it, a protruding head, and a single conspicuous eye.
Within the concentric rings of its pupil, like the growth rings of a tree, were six black tomoe resembling those of the Sharingan.
"Is this a Mangekyō Sharingan too...?"
Uchiha Senmon pondered for a moment. Possessing the power of Wood Release, he soon noticed another feature of Ten-Tails in the mural.
Its back rose into a trunk-like projection, and the texture and color of its body clearly belonged not to flesh and blood, but to bark-like wood fibers.
A flash of inspiration crossed Uchiha Senmon's mind. He felt as though lightning had struck him, and his eyes narrowed.
"Ten-Tails... Wood Release, the Sharingan. Could it be?!"
"Itachi-no, Lord Uchiha Itachi!"
Professor Nagayama looked wildly excited, his eyes brimming with a thirst for knowledge. Forgetting his awe of Uchiha Itachi, he stammered:
"Where exactly did Ten-Tails come from? Why has it never been mentioned in the myths of any people in the world?"
Uchiha Itachi casually glanced at Professor Nagayama, who had asked the question. Unconcerned by his impudence, he intoned as though chanting:
"The seed of destruction descended