In a dense forest, Kamihane and Madara were swiftly heading northwest towards the Land of Fire.

  Their objective was clear, as they had evidently learhe location where Uchiha Hikaru was once sealed.

  Madara held a red scroll, precisely the "Warring States' Sealing History," which Kamihane had painstakingly acquired.

  "It seems aside from the nameless ohe Senju and Uzumaki s have indeed sealed quite a few things…" he remarked while skimming through the scroll as they hurried along.

  Kamihane chimed in, the breeze sweeping his bck hair into a slicked-back style, "I wonder what your thoughts are, Lord Madara? I find the Paradise Box quite intriguing. Acc to records, it's a legendary tool of the Sage of Six Paths."

  "Trivial matters. True strength lies in one's own power," Madara replied, closing the scroll with a soft snort. "Not just mere tools, but even the power of the Sage of Six Paths is not beyond reach."

  "The power of the Sage of Six Paths…" Kamihane murmured, lost in thought.

  He kly what Madara was referring to—the bined power of the Senju and Uchiha, embodying the force of their aor, Kaguya ōtsutsuki.

  "In the basement of the Naka Shrine lies an a stoablet, a cherished heirloom passed down through geions of our . It details the method to obtain the Sage of Six Paths' power, but the inscriptions are encrypted—the higher the level of the Sharingan, the more one decipher."

  Madara g him, "You're aware of this, aren't you?"

  Kamihane nodded, "After awakening the Mangekyō Sharingan, I had the privilege to examihe tablet."

  "It seems you've already figured out how to unlock the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan. I must remind you, though your ocur abilities are u's still not the Eternal Eye. Using it carries the risk of blindness and a host of side effects," Madara hinted.

  "I uand, Lord Madara," Kamihane replied softly, "Wheime is right, I will act."

  "Well, o bebor the point," Madara smiled, casually inquiring, "How long have you had the Mangekyō?"

  "ting the time, it's beehree years…" Kamihane responded, his gaze distant with reminisce.

  Witnessing the death of his childhood friend, he had actally awakened his Sharingan at the tender age of four. Amidst the chaos of war, he was quickly scripted by the .

  Given a sword and armor, he was thrust onto the battlefield.

  What bat prowess could a four-year-old possess? With the Sharingan, his only advantage was slight agility; survival itself was already a challenge.

  He still vividly remembered his first experien the battlefield.

  It was his sed enter with death, starkly different from the first. While illness had cimed his friend, it was swords that took lives otlefield.

  The ground was smeared with corpses and blood, the air thick with the stench of iron. Cries of sughter and screams of agony mingled, shattering the very soul.

  A fellow sman gave him a thumbs up, praising his ess amidst the age at such a young age.

  Only Kamihane knew he etrified with fear.

  However, that sman would never learruth, for the day, he, too, became a lifeless corpse.

  To survive, one must grow stronger.

  War is a meat grinder, and surrounded by sughter ah, his Sharingan quickly evolved to the Three-Tomoe form.

  His parents, kied and without shinobi talents but profit in medie, opened a ic to pray for their son's safety, free treatment to injured smen.

  Over time, their home became a temporary infirmary for the Uchiha shinobi.

  This raised Kamihane's acute ; he repeatedly warhem of the risks of beiangled in the war.

  Yet, their determination was unwavering, and with the ic's fame spreading, they couldn't turn away the tinuous stream of wounded.

  A year ter, while engaged in battle, Kamihane sensed an ominous premonition, as if some grave event was immi. He unleashed his full power, swiftly ending the fight, but upon reag home, he found his parents lifeless and his younger brother, Uchiha Kagami, lying in a pool of blood.

  At that moment, ive emotions surged to their peak—boundless rage a erupted as he howled skyward, grief-stri, feeling as if his chest would burst.

  Blood veins filled his eyes, an innate ess permeated his entire being, and it was in this instant that the Mangekyō Sharingan awakened!

  Known as the "Eyes that Reflect the Heart," at the moment of the Mangekyō's awakening, ocur abilities are born from the user's intense desires and needs.

  Corresponding to his hatred and remorse, "Makorad" and "Ama no Tokotachi" were thus born.

  He recklessly activated his ocur powers, attempting to reverse time, but his parents had long passed. However, his brother Uchiha Kagami, right at the critical five-minute mark, miraculously regained sciousness, his wounds fully healed, uhe effect of temporal reversal.

  Snapping back to reality, Kamihane shook his head, trying to dispel the torrent of tahoughts.

  Soon, they halted beside a low, rocky uarded by two shinobi, the Senju 's crest engraved oone wall behind them.

  "It seems this is the pce."

  Madara walked over without the slightest iion of cealing his presence, and Kamihane had no choice but to follow.

  "Halt! This is a heavily sealed area. Unauthorized personnel, retreat immediately!"

  Kamihane narrowed his eyes slightly. The two men before him had fierce gazes, and their bodies were enveloped in a fai disible murderous aura, clearly having undergone numerous bloody trials.

  "Senju and Sarutobi..." He noticed the emblems owo men and sneered coldly, "So they've sent the ninjas who participated itle back then here, huh?"

  "He... he is... Uchiha Madara!" The two Konoha ninjas reized the identity of Madara-sama and were immediately on high alert.

  "Madara-sama, these two sughtered many of our smen back then," Kamihane said in a low voice. "We ot let them go."

  "Is that so? Then leave them to you," Madara replied, seemingly unwilling to intervene himself, and casually found a boulder to sit on, as calm and posed as an old sage.

  Without any unnecessary words, Kamihane's foot hit the ground, and his figure shot forward like an arrow.

  "You damn brat, how dare you look down on us!" the Senju ninja at the front roared, swiftly drawing his long bde.

  However, Kamihane instantly activated his Sharingan, the three tomoe transf into a swirling vortex, seemingly possessing a soul-snatg allure. The ninja merely g it and became deeply entranced, uo break free.

  "Leaf on Autumn Dew!"

  Kamihane's right hand gathered chakra, quickly f a segment of ice-blue light bde, leaving a dazzling trail in the air.

  "Idiot, don't look into his eyes!"

  At the critical moment, his Sarutobi panion yanked him backward. The light bde hissed past, instantly slig open the man's clothing and leaving a straight blood trail on his skin.

  With the first strike missing, Kamihane immediately charged at the other man, thrusting the paper-thin light bde toward his face.

  The Sarutobi ninja clearly had extensive bat experience. Fag the Uchiha's Sharingan, he skillfully avoided eye tact, and even without looking at Kamihane's face, he was able to calmly ter the attacks.

  But the Sharingan's abilities were not limited to genjutsu; it also enhaaijutsu.

  After just two exges, Kamihane had predicted his movements, and the kunai was sliced in half by the chakra bde!

  Kamihane spun around, delivering a precise and tricky mid-air kick that nded squarely on the Sarutobi ninja's abdomen.

  "Boom!"

  The Sarutobi ninja took the blow head-on but used the momentum to create distance. As his body flew backward, he pleted his hand seals.

  "Fire Release: Great Fme Teique!"

  Crimson fmes surged forward, painting the entire field of vision red. Kamihane didn't even have time to swing his chakra bde before he was engulfed by the fmes.

  "Got him!" The Sarutobi ninja's eyes fshed with excitement.

  He was about to release his panion from the genjutsu when suddenly, a figure burst out of the fmes at an astonishing speed.

  "Not good! He's trying to take me down with him!" The Sarutobi ninja was horrified, wanting to dodge but already too te.

  Kamihane's entire body was abze, his bck clothes and hair wreathed in fmes and smoke. His cheeks were burned, revealing tender, red flesh, but his eyes were radiant, his pupils now transformed into intricate Mangekyō patterns!

  He seemed utterly unfazed by his injuries. Using the Body Flicker Teique in tandem with the "Leaf on Autumn Dew," its blue light tearing through the air, he instantly bisected the terrified Sarutobi ninja!

  The ninja let out a horrifying scream, the st se in his vision being Kamihane's unscathed body.

  "How... is this possible..." He couldn't prehend it, dying with deep rese.

  Kamihane walked over to the Senju ninja, swung the light bde, and ly severed his head. A spray of hot blood scattered in the wind.

  From the moment he was trapped in the genjutsu, his fate was sealed i.