Chapter 2: Secrets Unveiled

If a ninja from Konoha saw the boy's eyes here, he would exclaim loudly: "Uchiha, Sharingan!!!!"

Yes, Miao's eyes were none other than the Blood Succession Limit Sharingan of the Konoha Ninja Village Uchiha clan in the Land of Fire, one of the three major pupil techniques in the ninja world.

"To be able to open the Sharingan at less than seven, or a double tomoe Sharingan, this talent is definitely top-notch, worthy of my son," the middle-aged man said with a gentle smile.

Miao's heart stirred slightly. He knew what his father meant, and he already had an inkling of something unusual. He wasn't an ordinary child, and his soul was not from this world.

In his previous life, he had no name, no friends, no relatives, no past, and no future. He was only known by a code name, like a wandering ghost in the world.

However, he could sense that his father had a story, but he didn't feel it was appropriate to ask further. For him now, his father was the most important person, and the love his father showed him brought warmth he had never experienced before.

Today, Miao's curiosity got the better of him, and he once again activated his Sharingan. The message was clear; he wanted to know the reason for these eyes. Before unlocking the Sharingan, Miao had no knowledge of his Uchiha heritage. His father had told him that he was a wandering ninja who had traveled the world and settled down in this peaceful village after becoming tired of killing. He had then married Miao's mother, but she died during childbirth.

Now, looking back, everything seemed far from simple, and his father had hidden many things from him. The crackling of burning wood echoed intermittently in the room, unusually clear in the otherwise silent space.

Taking a deep breath, as if he had finally understood something, a smile appeared at the corner of Hayato's mouth. He looked at Miao, considering his words, and then spoke slowly,

"From the time you were sensible, I felt that you were different from ordinary children. You displayed a maturity and calmness far beyond your years. I started teaching you how to refine chakra when you were five years old, and you awakened the Uchiha clan's Sharingan eye at the age of six. With your talent, I should have anticipated that this day would come."

Miao was slightly taken aback, but his expression quickly turned serious as he asked, "Then, father, are you willing to tell me about yourself?"

Hayato sighed softly, his gaze fixated on Miao. "There's no use hiding it any longer, and what's discovered is no longer a secret," he replied.

With a deep breath, Hayato continued,

"As you suspect, I am indeed not an ordinary ninja, and your Blood Succession Limit is not from the Land of Water or any lesser-known clan. You possess the Blood Succession Limit of the Uchiha clan from the Konoha Ninja Village in the Land of Fire, and the Sharingan is the symbol of the Uchiha clan."

Miao listened quietly, not interrupting, but a sense of understanding flashed across his face. He had guessed correctly; his parents were indeed related to Konoha.

"I was originally an elite shinobi of the Uchiha clan, and your Blood Succession Limit has been passed down from me," Hayato said, his tone tinged with melancholy. His unfocused eyes gazed at the falling snowflakes outside the window and the flickering lights in the distance, seemingly lost in memories.

"Then, my mother…" Miao began with curiosity.

"It's not what you think," Hayato interrupted gently. "Your mother is not from the Uchiha clan, but this is where everything begins." He paused for a moment before continuing, "Your mother was a kind and gentle woman who I met during my travels. She wasn't a shinobi, but she embraced our world with open arms. She gave me the love and peace I desperately needed, and you are the living proof of that love."

Miao took in his father's words, the pieces of his identity falling into place. He realized that he was a product of love that transcended the boundaries of clans and villages. This revelation brought him a sense of warmth and comfort, knowing that he was not just a bearer of powerful eyes but a symbol of love and unity between different worlds.

As the snow continued to fall outside, Miao felt a sense of belonging and acceptance in his heart. He understood that his heritage held both power and love, and he vowed to honor the legacy of the Uchiha clan while embracing the love and compassion that shaped his very existence.

Together with his father, he was determined to uncover the mysteries of his origin and the purpose that brought him to this world. And as the snow adorned the world in silver, a new chapter of Miao's journey began, driven by the bond between father and son, and the courage to seek the truth that awaited them beyond the veil of silver.