Moisture from the Pacific Ocean spread above Turtle Island, and the faint howl of wind and thunder drew closer through gaps in the dark, gloomy clouds.
"Skree!"
Then a piercing eagle cry rang out, and a gust swept the clouds aside, cleaving the gloom.
Uchiha Senmon strode out of the ruined temple's entrance with Professor Nagayama and his companion behind him. The three black tomoe in his eyes spun as he gazed toward the northeast.
A giant gray hawk clutched a white-clad boy in its talons, descending toward Turtle Island's main peak at tremendous speed.
Sasuke Uchiha!
Uchiha Senmon's eyes sharpened, his gaze filled with indescribably complex feelings. The moment had finally come.
The day when the brothers Uchiha Itachi and Sasuke Uchiha's two pairs of Mangekyō Sharingan would unite and ascend into the eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, giving birth to the Child of Prophecy who would save the world!
Did obtaining the eternal Mangekyō Sharingan truly require such a terrible sacrifice?
To protect the world, Madara Uchiha had not hesitated to turn against his wife, Izanami, sealing her away for thousands of years to this very day.
Uchiha Itachi, who had inherited Madara Uchiha's dark will, had embarked on the same path.
To become the savior, stop Izanami's resurrection, and free all humanity from the tragic fate of becoming nourishment for the God Tree!
Tap, tap, tap.
Sasuke Uchiha walked through the waterfall into the Age of Gods ruins within the main peak's cavern. Ignoring the magnificent Tailed Beast murals, he fixed his icy gaze directly on Uchiha Itachi's back.
Uchiha Itachi stood beneath the relief of the Nine-Tails Demon Fox, his head tilted back. After a long moment, he turned around, bloody light flickering in his eyes as he spoke evenly.
"How far can your Sharingan see?"
"How far?