Omoikane slowly sat down on the seat in the temple.
He closed his eyes. Kukurihime-no-Kami power flowed within him, like a tributary that had just joined a great river.
The river of time unfolded before him, its waters wide and turbulent, flowing ceaselessly as if it would never stop.
He sank in, and the image rose from the riverbed, bursting one by one like bubbles.
He saw it.
Inside the wooden house in Yomi-tsu, he himself resembled Kushinadahime.
Kushinadahime was holding a boy in her arms.
The boy was crying. His fingers pressed against the boy's eyelids, and he removed the purple eyes.
Those eyes were small, like two seeds just dug out of the soil.
He pressed them into another person's eye sockets.
I know that person; he's just an ordinary god from Takamagahara.
A dusty, nameless face.
Those eyes lit up in that person's eye sockets.
Omoikane saw that ordinary god, whose face showed pain and struggle.
It felt like I had lost something important.
At this moment, Omoikane naturally understood that he was using his ability to manipulate will and rewrite memories.
Madara Uchiha once said that the evolution of the Sharingan in the Uchiha Clan requires the loss of something important.
These are cursed eyes.
However, in Omoikane's view, a false loss is still a loss.
Anyone who possesses the Sharingan has experienced the ultimate emotional impact.
The Sharingan naturally develops unique ocular power, allowing it to evolve further.
The first Tomoe appeared.
The Omoikane-no-Kami in the scene.
The second one.
The third one.
Three-Tomoe Sharingan.
The bright red patterns swirled in his pupils.
Unfortunately, the Three-Tomoe Sharingan seems to be the limit of these eyes, or perhaps the limit of this god.
Then he saw himself back there.
He removed the eyes from the sockets of the nameless god.
This time he gave it to someone else.
His younger sister, Takuhata Chijihime no Mikoto.
She lay there with her eyes closed. He pressed those eyes back in.
She opened her eyes, Mitsudomoe. Then he saw himself standing in front of her.
He saw himself fall. He died. He died in front of his sister.
His body dissipated like ashes, while his Three-Tomoe Sharingan, spun wildly in his sister's eye sockets.
The three Tomoe are linked end to end, forming a ring.
Then the ring cracked.
Mangekyō!
The bright red patterns resemble a flower blooming from blood.
Then he saw it again; he came back to life.
He stood in front of his sister and extended his hand.
He removed the Mangekyō from her eye sockets.
He pressed his eyes in, then opened them.
His Mangekyō transformed into more intricate patterns.
The Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan! Flowers will no longer go blind, no longer fade, and can withstand even more divine power.
Omoikane opened his eyes; the temple was very quiet.
He sat in the main seat, breathing slowly, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
"Is that how it is?"
" The Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan actually needs another pair of Mangekyō."
He stood up and walked out of the temple.
It's time for my Mangekyō Sharingan to evolve further.
In the Shikkotsu Forest.
Kaguya was lying on the stone platform.
Her belly was bigger than before.
Her breathing was rapid and disordered, her hands clutching the dry grass beneath her, her knuckles white.
Shinsei squatted down beside her, placing one hand on her forehead, his Chakra seeping into her through his fingertips to stabilize her meridians.
The Katsuyu Sage's body was coiled at the cave entrance, with half of its head sticking out and its tentacles twitching nervously.
She separated dozens of tiny Katsuyu and placed them on Kaguya's abdomen and limbs. Warm Chakra seeped from each Katsuyu, protecting her body.
"Almost there," said the Katsuyu Sage. "Give it another push."
Kaguya gritted her teeth and pushed down with all her might.
Her face flushed red, and sweat soaked through her white hair.
Shinsei held her hand tightly, while his other hand pressed against her forehead, continuously channeling Chakra into her.
Her body was trembling, but she didn't scream. She just gritted her teeth, again and again.
The first cry rang out at dusk.
Shinsei lowered his head, looking at the wrinkled little boy in his arms.
To be honest, my first impression was that it was somewhat ugly.
However, a feeling of blood connection filled Shinsei's heart.
This is his own child, the child born to Kaguya.
Although they did not participate in the traditional manufacturing process, the miraculous experience still led to Shinsei and Kaguya giving birth to a child.
The Katsuyu Sage used its tentacles to curl up a small Katsuyu, letting it crawl onto the baby and wipe away the blood and slime.
The boy cried with his mouth open, his sobs loud and clear.
His hair was white, like Kaguya's.
It has no horns, its head is bald, and it looks no different from an ordinary baby.
Shinsei wrapped the little boy in a clean cloth.
He glanced down. The boy's eyes were open.
His eyes were a pale blue, very light, as if they had been washed with water, without the purple light of the Rinnegan.
There were no blue veins in his eyes, no Byakugan.
They were just ordinary, light blue eyes.
The boy stirred in his arms, his little hand reaching out from under the fabric and grasping at the air.
Shinsei handed over her finger, and the boy grasped it.
From now on, your name will be Hagoromo Senju.
He turned his head and glanced at Kaguya.
Kaguya was looking at him, her face covered in sweat, but she was smiling.
The second cry came even faster.
It was also a little boy, and his hair was also white.
His eyes were pale white, without horns, and he did not have the Rinnegan.
Shinsei took him and wrapped him in a cloth.
He was quieter than his brother, his fists clenched tightly, staring at his father with his Byakugan.
" Hamura Senju, from now on you will be called Hamura Senju."
The Katsuyu Sage took the two little Katsuyu back.
She coiled herself at the entrance of the cave, her antennae swaying gently, appearing exceptionally happy.
Kaguya lay on the stone platform, panting heavily.
She reached out her hand, Shinsei placed the two children beside her. Kaguya turned to the side and pulled the two children into her arms.
The older brother was in the crook of her left arm, and the younger brother was in the crook of her right arm.
Their hair was all white, intertwined with her white hair, like three clouds merging together.
"They don't have horns." Kaguya's voice was soft, tinged with surprise.
Shinsei looked at her. "Do you want them to have horns?"
Kaguya shook her head.
She lowered her head, looked at the two children's faces, adjusted her posture, and handed them their dinner.
Not caring at all, Shinsei stood to the side.
Kaguya reached out and touched her younger brother's cheek.
The little brother moved his little mouth and waved his little hand, then continued eating.
"They're like people."
"They are human beings, after all," Shinsei replied after a moment's thought.
Kaguya looked up at him.
Her eyes were still so pale, like cool moonlight, but at this moment something was melting within them.
She looked at Shinsei for a long time. Then she gently turned her face and pressed it against the top of the boy's head.
Thank you, Shinsei.
Shinsei didn't answer, but smiled and reached out to gather the dry grass beside the stone platform to block the wind blowing in from the cave entrance.
The Katsuyu Sage has retreated back into the pool.
It was very quiet in the Shikkotsu Forest.
There was only the occasional sound of dripping water and the soft breathing of the two children as they slept.
Shinsei sat on the edge of the stone platform, leaning against the cave wall.
He looked down at Kaguya and the two children.
They huddled together and slept soundly. He thought of many things.
I remember the first time Kaguya hung the moon in the sky over the snowy Kaguya.
I remember her standing in front of the wooden house, hands on her hips, laughing.
He remembered the way she leaned on his shoulder and asked, "Will you go back?"
I remember how she gritted her teeth and pushed the two children into this world.
His keen senses told him that the world's Natural Energy was about to subside.
Soon, he will be able to return to his own time and space through Xiaobai.
But what will happen to Kaguya and the children then?