This kind of eye transplant was a major operation for ordinary people, but for Otsutsuki Toneri, it took only a day to heal.
Early the next morning.
When the first ray of dawn shone through the broken window frame onto his bedside, Toneri's eyelids trembled, and he opened his eyes with difficulty.
At that instant, the world was no longer an empty darkness.
Toneri froze completely.
Through the gaps in the window, Konoha's devastated ruins came into view.
Broken walls and rubble, smoke hanging in the air-this was a hellish sight to ordinary people, but to Toneri, it was a breathtaking scene unlike anything he had ever seen.
So this world had colors and shapes?
Sunlight danced in the dust, with damaged eaves and clansmen bustling about outside the window.
Toneri slowly turned his head and looked at his father, who was asleep, slumped beside the bed.
His father looked so old. He was only in his forties, yet most of his hair had turned white, and exhaustion covered his face.
So this was what Father looked like...
Just as Toneri greedily took in this new world, a piercing pain suddenly shot through the depths of his eye sockets.
He abruptly clenched his teeth, cold sweat pouring from his forehead like a waterfall.
Deep within those newly transplanted eyes, a terrifying power seemed to be awakening, boiling.
"Aah-!!"
The agony exceeded what he could endure. Toneri let out a piercing scream, jolting his sleeping father awake.
"Toneri! Toneri, what's wrong?!"
"Father... my eyes... they're burning! They hurt!"
Watching his son roll around on the bed in agony, Toneri's father's eyes finally blazed with fury.
That damned clan leader!
If he had given him normal Byakugan, how could Toneri be suffering like this?
All he had wanted was for his son