Uchiha Shin had been refining the genetic essence extracted from the celestial remains of Ōtsutsuki Shibai for three long days.
When his eyes finally opened, the world changed.
In an instant, time collapsed into a singular vision—past, present, and future dancing chaotically before his eyes.
Swish, swish, swish!!!
Reality fractured like glass under pressure.
The cosmos flickered like a reel of film. Time reversed. Suns and moons flickered in and out of existence. Stars moved of their own will. Galaxies twisted.
Uchiha Shin stood alone upon an endless wasteland, the earth barren beneath him, the heavens bursting with constellations, as if the very fabric of time had bent in reverence.
He extended his fingers to the sky—just a twitch—and the entire nightscape trembled. Stars erupted, pouring forward like a ruptured river. The heavens collapsed in reverse, like the Milky Way devouring itself.
In a blink, his vision expanded beyond the mortal sphere—beyond even chakra perception.
He had left the universe behind.
There it was—the colossal blue Earth, hanging like a jewel in a black velvet sky.
Around him, meteorites screamed through space, phasing through his body like ghosts. Shin was no longer flesh alone.
"Clairvoyance… the eye that peers across the river of time," he murmured.
He now understood what he had inherited.
With concentration, he could observe anything—any moment of the past—perfectly. The future, laced with infinite uncertainties, also revealed itself in branching fractals, like a kaleidoscope of what-could-be.
With such a gift, there was no hiding from him—nothing in this world could remain secret.
He turned his gaze toward the temporal tapestry and let it spin. Images flashed by like lightning through glass—beautiful, chaotic, infinite.
In seconds, Shin locked onto one specific form: Jigen.
With a few more flickers, the timeline reeled forward toward the present.
"Got you~"
A sly smirk pulled across his lips. He tilted his head and whispered the words with idle amusement, humming softly to himself.
In a darkened underground facility, the vessel Jigen—better known as the puppet of Isshiki Ōtsutsuki—shivered uncontrollably. His skin crawled with unease.
In that very moment, Uchiha Shin materialized behind him.
Clairvoyance wasn't just a voyeur's dream—it was a beacon for teleportation. By locking onto a spacetime coordinate in the past or future, Shin could layer in space-time jutsu at will: Kamui, Flying Thunder God, Amenotejikara, even the legendary Yomotsu Hirasaka used by Kaguya.
And now, Shin would deliver divine punishment with thunderous force.
"Eight Extremities Heavenly Blade Finger!"
His fingers straightened like swords and jabbed forward—golden chakra condensed into piercing rays, a divine thrust that tore through air and time.
BANG!!!
The strike annihilated Jigen's torso, spraying blood-mist across the chamber like a butchered hog. His body split nearly in half—severed at the core.
Jigen barely had time to process the attack before Shin's silhouette stepped through the mist.
"You?!"
Jigen's eyes widened. Despite the pain, he recognized the one who stood before him: Uchiha Shin.
This wasn't just a confrontation. This was divine retribution.
"Go ahead and reincarnate, bastard. Everything you are belongs to me now."
Shin stared down with chilling calm. But inside Jigen, Isshiki stirred.
"No... how does he know!?"
Isshiki's consciousness rattled with disbelief. There was no way Uchiha Shin could be aware of his presence. He hadn't chosen a new vessel yet. He hadn't revealed himself.
Yet Shin looked through him as if he were naked in front of a god.
And now Jigen's physical shell had reached its limit. Reincarnation was forced.
The Kāma—Isshiki's cursed seal—triggered autonomously, unleashing rapid regeneration.
Tissues twisted. Flesh bubbled. Bones stitched together at grotesque speed.
"Amaterasu."
Uchiha Shin cast a casual glance, and the black flames of hell ignited over the rebirthing Isshiki. The fire howled, devouring everything.
But in an instant, the flames shrank. From towering infernos to a pinprick—Amaterasu was minimized to less than a fraction of its size.
To Shin's eye, the flame had not disappeared. It had compressed—so small its power lost form.
And from the remains… he emerged.
Ōtsutsuki Isshiki.
No longer hiding. No longer subtle.
He now stood fully reborn in his true form—white tailcoat flowing, black hakama pants hanging loosely, barefoot on the cold stone. His skin pale like ash, his eyes inhuman.
On the back of his skull grew a curved horn resembling a celestial crown.
His right eye: the golden Sukunahikona, a wheel with eight spokes. His left: the Byakugan, aglow with death.
His chakra blazed. He radiated raw Six Paths power.
Still… Shin smirked.
Isshiki hadn't consumed a chakra fruit. He hadn't reached Kaguya's peak. He wasn't a god yet—just a demigod in borrowed robes.
Isshiki's arrogant nature faltered. The look in Shin's eyes was not human—it was the look of a predator admiring prey.
"Limbo: Border Jail."
Shin's voice echoed, and the world responded.
Six Rinnegan-shadowed clones emerged—each a monstrous warrior hidden from the physical world, acting in the realm between life and death.
Previously, Shin could only summon four. But now, post-evolution, he could command six Limbo clones at once.
They moved immediately, flanking Isshiki from six sides.
Shin already knew that ninjutsu would be shrunk by Sukunahikona, so he skipped the formalities.
Isshiki saw them too—ghostly limbs in a reality beyond normal sight.
Memories of Jigen's destruction flashed in his mind. The strike that pierced him—the speed, the power…
Isshiki Ōtsutsuki, with all his brutal taijutsu prowess, realized something horrifying:
He wasn't the better fighter.
"I have to escape."
He activated his right eye's ability.
Sukunahikona.
But not to shrink his enemies—he shrank himself.
His towering figure compressed to the size of an insect. Instantly, the six Limbo shadows struck air.
"Daikokuten!"
The room responded.
The support pillars vanished.
The entire ceiling, now unsupported, crashed down in a thunderous avalanche.
"Space!"
Shin let it fall. Dust and debris rose. But behind him, reappeared one of the shrunk stone columns—this time, high above his head.
BOOOOM!!!
The column expanded mid-air, now towering hundreds of meters, and smashed toward Shin like a meteorite of stone.
Uchiha Shin, with no concern, caught the monolithic pillar with his bare hands and shattered it—like a god crushing a toy.
The shockwave tore through the facility. Walls collapsed. Reality buckled.
Among the rubble, Shin looked down… and saw Isshiki.
Tiny as an ant, but still alive.
"So, shrinking mass also multiplies force? Heh… that's one hell of a technique."
He grinned, eyes glowing with hunger.
"The stronger your dōjutsu, the greater the reward when I rip it from your skull."
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