"There's no rush for Fugaku's eyes."
"Let's first try absorbing the power from these lower-level Sharingan. Perhaps I can directly awaken my Mangekyo."
Kiyoshi looked at the crimson, blood-soaked eyes laid out before him, and even he couldn't suppress his excitement.
The anticipation swelled within him.
"It's all up to you now."
After a moment's thought, to prevent any accidents, he summoned a wood clone to stand guard.
"No problem." the wood clone nodded.
With a quiet rustling, slender vines emerged and stretched out from Kiyoshi's hands, swiftly threading through the blood-streaked Sharingan one by one.
A faint, gurgling sound arose, as though something was devouring the essence within.
The vines pulsed and swelled intermittently, their rhythm growing as Kiyoshi's Sharingan evolved
As he absorbed the chakra and power from each Sharingan, his eyes spun rapidly.
In an instant, he had consumed the power of nearly every Sharingan—leaving only Fugaku's Mangekyo Sharingan.
With a sudden jolt, an intense rush of chakra and an astonishing surge of eye power flooded his vision, causing Kiyoshi's red Sharingan, with its three black tomoe, to spin even faster.
Images flickered through his mind as if he were reliving memories firsthand.
The loss of loved ones, the sacrifice of close friends, facing inescapable danger, teetering on the edge of life and death.
The overwhelming flood of emotions resonated deeply with him, hitting him like a wave.
Fear, grief, rage, despair, and frustration—all these potent emotions intertwined, clashing within Kiyoshi's mind.
"Ugh…ugh…"
Sweat poured down his face as he groaned and clenched his fists.
Veins stood out across his forehead, and he nearly cried out, but his wood clone, constantly observing him, swiftly covered his mouth.
"Hey, don't make too much noise right now."
"Mmph…mmph…"
Every muscle tensed as the pain etched across Kiyoshi's face, his eyes wide open.
He bit down hard on the wood clone's arm, his face flushed and his eyes bloodshot.
Without realizing it, a surge of unique chakra emerged within his mind.
The three black tomoe shifted, transforming into a complex pattern.
Vibrant lines spun and glowed within his vision.
The Mangekyo Sharingan!
Activated!
Panting heavily, sweat drenched his body as though he had drained every ounce of his strength.
Kiyoshi collapsed, gasping for air.
"So, you've awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan, huh? Incredible…"
The wood clone observed the intricate, blood-red patterns in his eyes, filled with confusion.
"But…what exactly just happened?"
"The chakra and eye power in those Sharingan were incredibly mixed, which unexpectedly resonated with my Sharingan, showing me the memories and emotions of each original owner when they awakened their eyes," Kiyoshi said, taking a deep breath to calm himself.
"In other words, rather than forcibly absorbing their power to awaken my Mangekyo, it was my own intense mental shock that caused my eyes to evolve."
Though nearly consumed by the torrent of emotions, the experience had, in a way, been a blessing in disguise.
There was likely a fundamental difference between awakening a Mangekyo Sharingan by merging powers and doing so through personal strength.
Especially since…
After merging the eye power from the absorbed Sharingan with his own Mangekyo, his visual power had grown to an extraordinary level.
"Here…"
The wood clone handed him a mirror.
In the reflection, Kiyoshi saw his blood-red eyes with the dark, intricate design of his new Mangekyo.
He noticed his Mangekyo pattern was more complex than that of Uchiha Obito, Uchiha Shisui, or even Uchiha Itachi.
It looked as if two separate Mangekyo patterns had merged, resembling an Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan.
Could it be from absorbing so many Sharingan?
Gently touching his eyes, Kiyoshi couldn't hide his excitement. "I can feel the immense power in my eyes, far surpassing Fugaku's Mangekyo."
"Plus, thanks to my perfected Yang Release, my vision won't degrade from using this power."
Even Obito, with only partial cells from Hashirama, could withstand the strain of a single Mangekyo Sharingan.
In Kiyoshi's case, possessing the Wood-Wood Fruit ability as well as his Senju lineage and perfect Yang Release ensured his eyes wouldn't face the risk of blindness.
Unless he used forbidden techniques like Izanagi or Izanami, he had no fear of losing his sight.
"So, what kind of abilities has your Mangekyo birthed?"
The wood clone's curiosity was clear, filled with excitement for Kiyoshi's new powers.
"My eye power…?"
With a soft touch to his eyes, Kiyoshi's lips curled into a smile.
The mysterious patterns in his red Mangekyo Sharingan spun.
And in an instant, he vanished from the wood clone's sight.
"Huh?"
The wood clone's eyes shrank in shock.
A moment later, he felt a tap on his shoulder, though no one appeared nearby.
However, his inherited sensory abilities clearly detected a staggering presence of chakra.
He could confirm that Kiyoshi was indeed right in front of him.
So close, yet invisible.
"Is it…invisibility?"
He tried reaching out his hand, but it passed right through.
"Wait, Sharingan."
The wood clone closed his eyes momentarily, then reopened them, narrowing his gaze.
A faint shadow came into view—a shape outlined by Kiyoshi's complex chakra network.
It was unmistakably his original self.
"Can you see me?"
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