Your past !

Sakura didn't know how to react to the Uchiha's gesture at that very moment. She was enjoying this embrace from the man she loved, but was still afraid of what was to come. She didn't want to lose him and was willing to tell him almost everything about her past if it meant she could keep him with her.

She allowed herself a moment of weakness as she buried her face in Madara's clothes. She took a deep breath, intoxicating her senses with his scent. Then the Uchiha gently began to stroke her pink hair in a gesture of comfort.

— "Don't worry," Madara said softly, continuing his movement.

— "I have every reason to worry."

— "I know," Madara added to Sakura who didn't understand what he meant by that.

— "What do you mean ?"

— "Let's just say that some people opened my eyes and the Rikudô Sennin's arguments were enough to convince me," the patriarch said and Sakura immediately felt extremely relieved. She no longer had to hide her secret : there was now someone on this earth who shared it with her, someone who would take part in her mission, someone who understood what she was doing... and that was priceless to Sakura.

Was it the Rikudô Sennin's plan to wait until Sakura was born to send her back in time ? Was it her destiny to return to that time ? Was it her destiny to love and guide this man ? Was it for all these reasons that the Rikudô Sennin had helped her by calming Madara ?

When Sakura was left by the creator of all things in the Valley of the End, she never thought she would see him again. So Sakura was very surprised to learn that he had spoken with Madara. She thought to herself that maybe she would see him again and he would answer her many questions.

— "Gomen," Sakura whispered, burying her face even deeper into Madara's kimono as her fingers gripped the fabric more tightly.

— "What was that like ?" Madara asked, he too wanted to apologize, but he couldn't because of his upbringing : an Uchiha never asked for forgiveness ! Yet he had reason to, he had destroyed much of the furniture in the room, the doors and windows were in ruins and many cracks were visible on the walls.

— "The future ?" Sakura questioned unsure of the meaning of the question as she broke away from the brunet's embrace.

— "Hai."

— "Not very exciting," Sakura said before pulling herself completely out of Madara's embrace.

She suddenly noticed that it was very cold in the room. And as she looked around, she saw that the door and windows were completely destroyed. As a result, the cold snowy wind was blowing into the house. The pink-haired woman turned her back on Madara before walking towards one of the building's supporting beams.

At first glance, the carvings on the beam were decorative, but if you concentrated harder, you could see a series of Fûinjutsu seals. Sakura placed her hand on the beam while channeling a small amount of chakra. After a few seconds, a cloud of smoke appeared, followed by a huge scroll of parchment.

Seeing this, Madara realized that she still had many secrets, especially when he saw the huge scroll appear in the young woman's hands.

— "Was it so horrible that you would sacrifice everything ?" Madara continued as he watched the shinobi place the large scroll on the table in the main room. Opening it, Madara saw one of the greatest Fûinjutsu formulas he had ever seen in his life, if not the greatest.

— "A fanatic was directing the moon at the earth. Despite winning the Fourth Great Shinobi War, the cycle of hatred was slowly taking its place once again," Sakura said wearily as many memories came flooding back to her. But she stopped her train of thought when she heard the brunet exclaim :

— "The Fourth Great War ?" Madara repeated with surprise. "You mean the Shinobi world has only known armed conflict ? No one has sought peace in the world ? Even in your future ?"

Sakura was surprised that he could have this reaction, what did he think ? Did he think that if she hadn't intervened to save him from death, the world as he left it would have been peaceful indefinitely ? She hesitated for a moment and then added :

— "Right now we are living through the First Great Shinobi War the world has ever known and indeed, before the Rikudô Sennin brought me back into the past, I had participated in the Fourth Great War and we were going to face an enemy of Earth again. But that would take far too long to explain," the young woman paused before lowering her head to the open scroll before her.

— "Tell me about it," Madara asked in a calm voice as Sakura placed her hand in the centre of the Fûinjutsu formula. She turned her gaze to the man she loved and hesitated until he added the words, "Please."

— "What exactly do you want to know ?" Sakura finally gave in as another puff of smoke emerged this time from the scroll. Once dispersed, the smoke gave way to a large pile of neatly arranged planks, complete with nails.

He thought for a moment as she picked up some boards and moved towards one of the windows. She laid out the first wooden plank before driving in an iron nail... with the strength of her fingers alone... as if it were the simplest and most natural thing to do. The strength of this woman will never cease to impress him.

— "Tell me about your life's journey," Madara asked as he picked up some boards and placed them next to the young woman.

Sakura sighed slightly as she thought about her past life, finding it nothing exciting. She grabbed a new board and placed it below the previous one.

— "I was born in Konoha a few years after the Third Great Shinobi War. I've lived most of my life in peacetime and I come from a civilian family," Sakura began to tell the story, hammering in a nail with her thumb again.

— "The ninja system allowed civilians to become shinobi ?" Madara asked in complete surprise.

— "The shinobi education system has evolved over the years, the board of directors and the military as well, leading to a civilian board within any organization," Sakura answered accompanied by the sound of iron piercing wood. "The many deaths from the previous wars meant that the shinobi clans were weakened and the village agreed to have civilians in its ranks."

— "I'm inclined to say it's not a good idea to give a civilian the opportunity to become a shinobi," Madara remarked as he returned to pick up some more boards. "But from what you say, you yourself come from a civilian family and yet you are an accomplished shinobi."

— "Yes, and I'm still wondering myself how I managed to survive my first mission outside the village," Sakura admitted with another sigh. She loathed the child she'd been : useless, childish, carefree. "We were at peace, a certain balance was in place, so I grew up safe and secure and I was a child... what I would call militarily useless."

— "Looking at you today I can hardly believe what you're describing," said Madara who had grabbed a broom to gather the snow inside the house.

— "Let's just say that life has made me grow up... anyway, the picture you found in my bedside table is my team," Sakura continued as she was patching a second window. "This is Sasuke, Naruto and Kakashi, they were three of the most precious people in my heart."

As she said this, Sakura had a sweet smile on her face. She remembered their experiences, their sharing, their training, and everything they had gone through together.

— "Was it the Sasuke who hurt you ?" Madara asked, deep down he knew it was.

— "Hai... I loved him when we were children... I loved him when we were teenagers and I loved him when we were young adults. But all I got in return was scorn, insults, and a few attempts on my life," Sakura explained, realizing that it was less painful to know that Sasuke didn't love her. Probably because her heart was now set on Madara. "But I can understand that he had some psychological problems considering what he went through as a child."

— "Bullshit !" Madara raged, feeling murderous towards this Sasuke for daring to hurt the woman he loved. "Nothing justifies such actions ! Even though we are soldiers, our clan has always been for the protection of our own. Even if my clan was blind to the Senju clan, if there is still the Uchiha clan present in your time, they probably consider Konoha their home."

Sakura stopped what she was doing before looking at Madara. She was thinking about how she would turn her next sentence.

— "Let's just say that in my time, the Uchiha clan was only two members : Sasuke and his brother Itachi," she finally said and let the information work its way into the brunette's mind.

— "How could my clan be reduced to only two members... two children on top of that I presume ?" Madara scoffed as Sakura took a deep breath before continuing.

— "Because you plotted and manipulated your own clan in the shadows to rise up against Konoha. You manipulated and convinced a third party to attack the village of Konoha with the Kyûbi and this caused suspicion and fear towards the Uchiha clan. A civil war was about to break out as the Third Great Shinobi War had just ended... so... so..."

— "Then what ?" Madara asked impatiently, wanting to know what his potential future self had done to his own clan.

— "So it was decided that your clan had to go : it was thus decimated leaving only two brothers. Itachi who was designated as Nukenin for his actions, and his younger brother Sasuke. He had to live with the loss of his clan and the trauma of an illusion perpetuated by his brother's Tsukuyomi that forced him to live that fateful night over and over again," Sakura explained, knowing what she was talking about. After all, as Tsunade Senju's apprentice, she had had access to the medical records of almost every patient. And since Tsunade was also Hokage at the time, the young woman had been able to ask her about the Uchiha clan massacre.

— "I understand," Madara said after a moment. He was thinking about why he had acted the way he did, and thought that if he hadn't had Sakura to change him, he probably would have done everything she had just told him... out of revenge, out of hatred. "I understand better how you know so much about the Sharingan. Having one of the two survivors of that massacre on your team and falling in love with him led you to learn about our clan and the capabilities of our Dôjutsu."

— "Yes, I had to understand why Sasuke was so eager for revenge. Besides, he and Itachi were the only ones to have access to the Mangekyô Sharingan, just like you and your brother. Sasuke even had access to the Eternal Mangekyô Sharingan, so it's only natural that I know about your skills," Sakura admitted as she had seen this Dôjutsu in action more than once.

— "Still, that doesn't explain how you can resist the illusions of my pupillary power," the dark-haired man remarked, and all he got in response was an index finger pointing at Sakura's forehead seal.

— "Fûinjutsu is extremely powerful when used in the right way," Sakura explained after she had finished plugging the second window. Madara had to be content with this answer : this woman was still full of mysteries and according to him, the Fûinjutsu alone could not explain this resistance. Not even the great Mito Uzumaki possessed such power. Still, the dark-haired man considered this answer sufficient for the moment. He encouraged the pink-haired woman with a slight shake of his head to continue her story.

— "Then, in my team, you have Naruto Uzumaki, Jinchûriki of Kyûbi No Yoko," the young woman began before being interrupted by a remark from the Uchiha.

— "Konoha has once again entrusted an Uzumaki to be the host of this fox demon."

— "I guess so, their clan members are the most capable of handling such power," the young woman added.

— "Is that why he wears such a hideous outfit, like a firefly in the middle of the night ?" Madara asked and Sakura couldn't help but laugh at the comparison. She had to admit that it felt good to laugh like that, and at the same time it helped lighten the mood of the house.

— "It's true that he had deplorable taste in clothing, but he was a great friend and a great shinobi," Sakura said softly, acknowledging that even though she may have hated Naruto as a child, she had grown to love the boy like a brother. "I think of him as the brother I couldn't have. Our early days as aspiring ninja were not easy. Sasuke and Naruto were rivals and I constantly wanted to gut them both for acting like immature jerks, but hey, I wasn't any better on my own. I was just a girl in love with a dark-haired guy who didn't know what being a shinobi really meant," Sakura added as she picked up the door that had been knocked off by Madara's shockwave. "Anyway... they were like my family, then we have our sensei, Hatake Kakashi No Sharingan, the man of a thousand techniques and current Rokudaime Hokage."

— "He doesn't look anything like an Uchiha," Madara said with a frown as he held the door so Sakura could reattach it properly.

— "Do you remember the conversation about the eye transplant we had ?" The young woman asked and Madara nodded. "During a mission in the Third War, his teammate on the verge of death gave him his Sharingan."

— "Hn !" Said Madara, who felt it was sacrilege for a non-Uchiha to have this precious Dôjutsu.

— "Many Uchiha thought he didn't deserve such a privilege. Isn't that what you think Madara-san ?" She asked with a slight smirk but without giving him the chance to answer. "He was nonetheless one of the greatest shinobi of his time without even using his Sharingan," the young woman continued, gently moving the door to see if it was properly set up. "Anyway, much of my early teenage years were governed by small missions and sloppy training. Until the day Konoha was invaded by Oto No Kuni and Kaze No Kuni."

— "Oto No Kuni ?"

— "A new village that had moved into the rice country and taken over," Sakura explained, forgetting that the village didn't exist at the time. "We repelled that invasion and it opened my eyes, especially when Sasuke deserted the village to get more power..."

— "More power ?" Madara repeated skeptically. "Konoha is currently known as the most powerful village, is that still the case in your time ?"

— "Yes, it is."

— "Then why is this bungling idiot deserting the village to gain power if his village is the most powerful of all ?" Madara asked, not understanding why the young Uchiha would choose this path.

— "To put it simply, a man marked him with a Fûinjutsu that affects the host's subconscious like a drug. Thus, this man's words became the equivalent of Rikudô," Sakura explained, having had the opportunity to study Orochimaru's cursed seal. "As he grew older, Sasuke managed to get rid of it and kill its owner."

— "Sharingan..."

— "Yes, I agree with you, because he was an Uchiha he was able to resist and defeat that curse," Sakura agreed as she closed the last window in the room. "All this to say that my first teammate deserted the village and the second, Naruto, left with another ninja who was more likely to train him because he was a Jinchûriki and because he had promised to bring Sasuke back to the village. So, I found myself without a team and I had to find a master to train me. And I was lucky enough to receive the teachings of the most powerful ninja doctor."

— "Sometimes all it takes is one click for our lives to change," Madara said, remembering how it had only taken one small event for his life to change completely. "Did the Uzumaki keep his word ?"

— "In a way. But it took a lot of painful events. But this time was necessary for me to train relentlessly. Oh yes, I trained like never before in many areas and for many years. My intelligence, my self-taughtness, plus having a good master made me a very good person very quickly," Sakura said as she picked up the books and scrolls from the floor and placed them on her desk. "Of course I was far from being a shinobi of your caliber and I'm still far from it..."

— "That's not what the Rikudô Sennin said," Madara retorted, remembering the words he had used.

—"How so ?"

— "I quote : Sakura is one of the few people who can claim to come close to the power of my sons since the world began," Madara recited the creator's words word for word. Sakura couldn't help but blush at such a compliment. "So don't devalue yourself Sakura-san, for to me you are a very talented person."

— "Arigato."

— "Please," Madara said as Sakura picked up an inkwell that had survived the shock, as well as a paintbrush before heading for a window. Then the Uchiha remembered something else. "By the way ! The Rikudô Sennin asked me to give you a message."

— "I am listening."

— "The celestial voice of the six paths will open through the symbiosis of the two," Madara recited, having absolutely no idea what that sentence meant. He hoped Sakura would enlighten him on it. "Any idea what he meant by that ?"

— "Absolutely not," Sakura admitted as she pondered the meaning of the phrase. "The heavenly voice... what does he mean by that ?"

— "Well, that will come to you in time... but please continue your story," Madara added, snapping the young woman out of her thoughts.

— "The years passed and the beginnings of the Fourth Great Shinobi War approached. It was around this time that Sasuke returned to the village," Sakura said before painting a formula for Fûinjutsu on the wooden boards. "But his return was not a smooth one as he and Naruto clashed once again in a huge fight."

Hearing Sakura's explanation, Madara finally wondered if the two boys were not the reincarnations of Indra and Asura, just as he and Hashirama were.

— "I assume that if you knew the Rikudô Sennin, he told you part of his story," said the dark-haired man.

— "The cycle of hatred ?" Sakura asked, wanting to make sure they were talking about the same thing. A slight nod from the man reassured Sakura. "They are just like you and Hashirama, the reincarnations of Indra and Asura Ôtsutsuki."

With that added fact, Madara could see the missing pieces of the puzzle falling into place, but if the two boys were the reincarnations that meant...

— "Sakura-san, there's something that's bothering me... well, several things."

— "What is it ?"

— "You said the Fourth Great War was about to begin. But... who against who ?" Madara asked curiously.

— "Fûin," Sakura said, sealing her formula to further insulate the window. Tomorrow she would go to the village for help in repairing the damage to her house, but in the meantime this would do. However, Sakura didn't answer the brunet's question, she was thinking back to the last war.

— "Sakura-san ?"

— "The whole world... against you," Sakura announced, revealing one of the most dangerous pieces of information she had. The latter was surprised by such a fact, especially since he was ten thousand leagues away from imagining himself capable of declaring war on the whole world.

— "Why ?"

— "For peace..."

— "But I would have been a hundred and ten years old," Madara remarked, quickly doing the math in his head. He would have been an old man and as he did so, a detail occurred to him. "If Naruto and Sasuke are the reincarnations of Indra and Asura, the previous host must first die to be reincarnated. Now, you said I went against the whole world in the Fourth Great Shinobi War," Madara explained, trying to understand the logic in this.

— "Do you remember that creature before I intervened at the Valley of the End ?" Sakura asked as she walked to the last window.

— "Yes, I do."

— "His name was Black Zetsu and he was the one who normally saved you from death... except... he had a completely different purpose in saving your life than I did," Sakura continued before sealing the wood in front of her. "He subtly manipulated you into setting up a world of eternal illusion."

— "But there is a but... isn't there ?" Madara surmised as he hung on Sakura's every word.

— "Yes, to accomplish such a Genjutsu, certain conditions had to be met, and those conditions released the Rikudô Sennin's mother : his true purpose," the young woman admitted as she remembered Madara having his chest pierced by Zetsu, bringing Kaguya Ôtsutsuki back. "He played everyone, including you, and you lost your life, bringing back that woman... Sasuke, Naruto, Kakashi and I managed to re-seal the mother of the Rikudô Sennin, just as we had done in the past."

Madara was completely silent upon hearing this. He didn't expect to end up like this and be manipulated in this way.

— "But to answer your question : you died of old age and someone who could bring the dead back to life brought you back during the war. I don't know if that was part of your plan at the time," Sakura replied, not knowing the exact intentions of the Madara of her future : only Obito and Black Zetsu knew.

— "I didn't think my life would be reduced to this... to lose my family, to lose my clan, to lose my village and my life like this," Madara said as he sat in a chair with his arms crossed.

— "I understand how you feel," Sakura said before moving towards the fireplace in the room.

— "How ?"

— "I lost my family, I lost my friends to bring true peace and I saw my village completely annihilated by one man," Sakura explained as she recalled that fateful day when Pain channeled his ultimate technique, leveling Konoha from the face of the earth.

She remembered that light, that breath, that power.

— "How did he manage such an act ?" Madara asked curiously, knowing that he himself had Jutsu capable of accomplishing this kind of damage.

— "He wasn't really alone...they...he...," Sakura began before anything else came to mind. Her eyes widened, her mouth parted slightly as she realized her own sentence as well as her thoughts.

Sakura dropped the wooden logs in her hands before running at full speed into what was left of her bookcase. It was lucky that the cabinet was attached to the wall of the house and that many of the books were still in place.

She grabbed a specific book among many others as she remembered who Pain was at the base : Akatsuki leader, Uchiha Madara's puppet and above all the possessor of the Rinnegan implanted by Madara himself when he was a child ! Thanks to this Dôjutsu he had access to the Six Deva Paths of the Rikudô Sennin !

His ward had allowed him to create six individuals who each had the powers dispatched from the six paths granted by the Rinnegan.

With her knowledge, and especially as she recalled the past, Sakura remembered that Madara had bragged about unlocking the Rinnegan while he was on his deathbed. Except that the Rinnegan was not an evolution of the Sharingan, but a symbiosis !

Sakura opened the compartment book to the only page that could be turned to find a vial. She had placed it there eight months ago without really knowing what to do with it. The vial was covered with a Fûinjutsu seal to keep the inside in stasis, preventing the contents from aging and necrosis.

She lifted the container into the air, allowing light to shine through : the flesh was still intact.

— "What is happening to you ?" Madara asked, sensing the young woman's excitement and adrenaline. "What is this ?"

— "This ?! That's the answer to Ôtsutsuki-sama's sentence !" Sakura replied as she looked at the vial in her hands. *The celestial voice of the six paths...the Rinnegan of the Rikudô Sennin will be obtained through the symbiosis of the two.*

Thinking this, Sakura stared into Madara's eyes. She remembered the Uchiha of the future, the one who had a Hashirama face implanted in the location of his heart. This had been possible because he had torn off a piece of his rival's flesh at the Valley of the End. And it was thanks to this piece of flesh that Madara was able to do this implantation. And through this, his body underwent a symbiosis of the two ! The cells of the two reincarnations of the Rikudô Sennin were reunited in a single body ! And thanks to this, the Rinnegan could appear !

— "What's in this vial ?" Asked the dark-haired man who could not see well inside the glass container.

— "Do you trust me ?" Sakura asked, intending to do the unthinkable. She was aiming to give the most powerful weapon to the man who was potentially the most dangerous to the balance of the elemental nations.

Madara thought for a few seconds before giving an answer :

— "Yes."

— "Raise the lock of hair over your right eye Madara-san," the young woman asked before pouring her chakra over the central Kandji of the formula written on the vial. A slight smoke rose from the glass before Sakura opened the vial and poured the small mass of flesh into the palm of her right hand.

It would be so easy, the reincarnations of Indra and Asura had DNA from someone who had given birth to them. The two DNA's would mix with ease and having already done regeneration on Madara, she knew she didn't need many cells to create the Rinnegan.

— "Madara-san...," Sakura hesitated as her hand lay flat against the brunet's right eye.

— "Yes ?"

— "Promise me you'll never use what I'm about to give you to enslave the world," Sakura pleaded, not wanting this man she loved with all her being to become the Madara she had known.

— "Why do you ask ?" Madara inquired, wondering if she was referring to what had happened in her future.

— "Because I don't want you to become that man I fought in the Fourth Great Shinobi War," Sakura said as a tear rolled down her cheek.

— "Is that why you hated me when we first met ?" Madara asked more in affirmation than in real questioning. The young woman didn't answer verbally but nodded softly before adding anyway :

— "I hated that psychopathic individual who was willing to do anything for his goal... and who killed thousands of people to achieve it."

There was a silence between the two protagonists, where one waited with her hand on the other's face while the latter was thinking about the young woman's words.

Madara wanted to bring peace and he was willing to do anything to achieve it, it was something he already was. But his thoughts turned to his recent meeting with the Rikudô Sennin, as well as his fate, his family and how he felt about the woman in front of him. She was waiting for an answer from him, for her to promise not to become the man she described.

Madara took hold of the hand on his face and withdrew it. He gently stroked Sakura's soft skin with his thumb before moving closer to her.

— "I don't know what I was like in your future Sakura-san, but I know that compared to him, I have something he couldn't possibly have," Madara said as he moved a little closer.

His jet black eyes were locked in Sakura's emerald ones, and she blushed at their proximity.

— "What was that ?" Sakura whispered, her heart racing and her breathing increasing as Madara brought his face closer to her.

— "You," Madara whispered before gently placing his lips on Sakura's in a soft kiss.

It was sweet, pleasurable, intense, and so inexplicable for both lovers. Sakura had already kissed Naruto to save his life when his Bijû was extracted, she had also kissed Ino to practice doing it well when they were very young and carefree. But she had never kissed a man with desire, with love and she literally melted by this simple contact of Madara.

This kiss lasted a few seconds before breaking for half a second to make way for a second one that was slightly more daring than the previous one.

Madara had never been delicate with a woman... but at the same time, he had never felt this way when kissing a woman in the past. It had always been empty, hollow, uninteresting... whereas now. He could feel his body vibrating, his heart pounding, his mind sighing with complacency and satisfaction at the gentle touch.

By this outburst of sensation in his body, Madara understood what his mother meant about knowing when he would find the woman who would fill him with happiness. He was now convinced that he was in love with Sakura Haruno and that he intended to make her his wife.

He placed his left hand on her cheek and deepened the kiss a little more as their lips gently parted. The simple yet passionate kiss conveyed so much emotion that Sakura couldn't hold back a slight moan.

And as all things must come to an end, Madara interrupted their first kiss after a while. Their hearts were pounding, their breaths were slightly jerky, and as Sakura opened her eyes, she looked into the Uchiha's.

— "I unfortunately cannot promise you such a thing Sakura-san," Madara began in a deep, gravely voice. What we're doing right now is, in a way, a subjugation of the world. But I can at least promise you this : I want you by my side to bring true peace."

Sakura was reassured, but at the same time worried. She was afraid he would do something irreparable in the future like he had done in his time, but at the same time, she trusted the Rikudô Sennin. More importantly, she trusted her heart.

Sakura felt like she was back in her teens, she blushed under the intensity of the kiss they had exchanged, of the dark-haired man's voice as well as their closeness.

— "And besides... unlike my other self from your future... we have your knowledge of the future," Madara remarked as he gently pulled away from Sakura. "And that is the most powerful weapon in our project."

— "Close your right eye," Sakura asked after she had regained her senses.

Madara complied and closed his right eye while holding his lock of hair before feeling her gentle hand on his face. He watched as she closed her eyes to concentrate and then saw both her hands light up with green chakra.

She was analyzing the DNA structure of Hashirama Senju's flesh and how she could add it to Madara's. Sakura realized that it was much simpler than she thought.

The further she went into her genetic modification process, the more the mass of flesh in her hand diminished, until it disappeared altogether.

As Naruto had said, regeneration was based on the formula of the body, and the two bodies were in a way the children of the Rikudô Sennin. So these mixed easily with each other and gradually Madara's jet eye disappeared. A purple-grey colour slowly began to appear and concentric lines gradually appeared until the legendary Rinnegan was left behind !

Suddenly ! Madara's eyes widened ! All of a sudden he had a flood of information invading his mind and brain. Memories that didn't belong to him were surfacing in his head, knowledge that wasn't his to add to his own ! New abilities he had never heard of suddenly seemed to be innate to him and most importantly... his understanding of the world changed.

Sakura had removed her hand almost thirty seconds ago and was looking at Madara who seemed completely shocked. She went to grab a small mirror and held it up to the dark-haired man who looked at his reflection and especially at the new pupil in his right eye.

— "You now have the legendary Rinnegan."