"How is it?"
His teacher's concerned voice reached his ears. Itachi felt the connections to his optic nerves, and after a brief, familiar sting, he slowly opened his eyes.
As the nerves connected, his scarlet Mangekyō came to life.
The pattern was identical to that of his original Mangekyō, but the Dōjutsu within...
"Tsukuyomi and Amaterasu, but they're much weaker."
Itachi spoke to Tobirama.
"Yes, that's normal. Use them more, and watch some tragic films when you have time. Just get your emotions and mental state fluctuating intensely."
Tobirama spoke with satisfaction.
After all, as far as they were concerned, they only needed to successfully replicate a Mangekyō capable of using Dōjutsu.
Their previous experiments had only progressed as far as cloning Mangekyō without Dōjutsu.
They had Dōjutsu Power, but could not put it to use.
But after using Kāma to inscribe the information from Itachi's Mangekyō, they had successfully created a Mangekyō possessing the Dōjutsu of the information's owner!
Simply perfect!
It was just that the cost was a little steep.
Who knew how many precious materials had already been wasted in the laboratory because of this?
Although Tobirama considered these necessary sacrifices, a cost was still a cost.
"Next, we'll make a pair for Sasuke too. Once the two of them have nurtured their Mangekyō for a while, we can perform the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan surgery."
Tobirama himself had little interest in acquiring a Mangekyō.
He had a very clear understanding of his role.
He was just support, and someone who had come from the Pure Land at that.
No one knew where he would ultimately end up.
The Blue Screen had appeared suddenly, so it could disappear just as suddenly.
That was why he chose to leave the future to the young.
Itachi was the successor he