Land of Water.
Under orders from the Third Mizukage, thousands of Mist-nin gathered within a deep valley.
Standing atop a cliff, the Third Mizukage declared:
"Everyone has been summoned to perform a classified mission."
"Its contents are an S-rank village secret—therefore, I cannot explain it to you."
He pointed down toward the valley floor.
"A chakra transmission array has already been set up here. It will extract chakra from each of you. Do not panic when it begins."
He then turned toward the two shinobi kneeling beside him.
"This is Kirigakure's final trump card against the Great Nations. Failure is not acceptable."
"You two are the Jinchūriki of the Three-Tails and Six-Tails. Your chakra levels are extraordinary. The array will draw out roughly seventy percent from each of you—be mentally prepared."
The Three-Tails' jinchūriki bowed his head.
"Understood, Lord Mizukage."
The Six-Tails' jinchūriki, from the Hōzuki clan, frowned.
"But Mizukage… for you to need such an enormous amount of chakra—what exactly are you planning?"
"If I give you the answer now, then once this is over… you will give me mine."
A nearby elite guard snapped:
"Watch your tone, boy! That's not how you address the Mizukage!"
"Tch." The Six-Tails' jinchūriki snorted.
"I'm only cooperating because you're the Third Mizukage."
"If I relay this to my clan head, you'd be removed by tomorrow."
"Hmph. Explanations will come later. Right now, you will do your part."
The Six-Tails' jinchūriki clicked his tongue and fell silent.
Deep below the valley—several hundred meters under the Mizukage's feet—
A cold, vicious voice echoed:
"Talk tough while you can. If you survive this, then keep running that mouth."
An elderly man glared upward from the darkness.
"The only reason you get away with such insolence… is because you're still useful to me."
"No one insults Uchiha Madara and lives."
He had infiltrated Kirigakure long ago.
Using the Sharingan, he seized complete control of the Third Mizukage.
The Blood Mist policy, the brutal reforms—all of it was Madara's puppetry.
Now that the ritual had reached its critical stage, Madara overlaid his consciousness onto the Mizukage, controlling him directly.
And the moment he heard the Six-Tails' jinchūriki mock the Mizukage—it was Madara who felt the insult.
Shame. Rage. Killing intent.
"Hmph. I'll drain you dry first."
Madara lifted his arm, staring at the scar on it.
"Seeking stability, one god was divided into yin and yang, these opposing two acting together obtain all things in creation."
"According to the stone tablet…"
"Indra inherited the Sage's eyes—chakra and spiritual power."
"Ashura inherited the Sage's body—vitality and physical might."
"Through the union of eyes and flesh… one recreates the Sage of Six Paths' ultimate power—the Rinnegan."
"And only with the Rinnegan can I summon the Ten-Tails' husk—the Gedo Statue.
Only then can my Eye of the Moon Plan begin."
After leaving Konoha, Madara deciphered the tablet's true meaning.
He then led the Nine-Tails to attack Konoha—not for destruction, but for Hashirama's flesh.
At the Valley of the End, he was struck through the heart and "killed."
But before that battle, he sealed Izanagi into his right eye using Transcription Seal.
After death, the stored Izanagi triggered, rewriting reality—and Madara lived again, vanishing into the shadows.
During that final fight, he had bitten off a chunk of Hashirama's flesh.
After absorbing it, he implanted it into himself.
A new power began to grow inside him…
Madara's lips twisted into a manic grin.
"The time has finally come. I can feel… my eyes hungering for evolution."
"But I must resolve three matters first—though ultimately, it all comes down to one issue."
He placed a hand over his right eye.
The eye that had used Izanagi was now completely blind—its iris chalk-white like a Byakugan.
"To awaken the Rinnegan, the right eye must be restored first."
"Hashirama's cells and my Yin chakra have reactivated its life force."
"But I must flood it with chakra to reawaken the Sharingan."
"The Mangekyō's power is too vast. The chakra needed… is enormous."
"Evolving the Rinnegan and summoning the Gedo Statue require even more."
Black sealing patterns spread through the underground cavern, linking to the massive transmission array above.
"The Three-Tails, the Six-Tails… and thousands of Mist-nin."
"Yes. This amount of chakra should finally be enough."
"It's time."
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Aboveground, the Third Mizukage raised his hand.
"Begin!"
Blue light burst from the earth as the array activated.
Every shinobi's chakra materialized visibly, then was pulled along the etched lines—
flowing downward into the depths.
Far underground, Madara sat at the center of the ritual.
Blue chakra poured into him through every conduit.
His entire body felt swollen, stretched to the brink of bursting.
At the same time—
He opened the white right eye.
Every shred of chakra surged into it, and the eye devoured it all.
Gradually, a black speck formed in the center of the blank iris.
"Not enough… This barely compensates for Izanagi's price."
"More… I need more chakra!"
"Increase output!" the Mizukage commanded.
The entire valley flared with brighter blue light.
The extraction rate jumped sharply.
As the torrent continued, the black speck expanded, consuming the white of the eye entirely.
At that instant—
Madara's blind eye regained sight.
He opened both eyes—
A violent red flash illuminated the cavern.
In both pupils, the three-tomoe Sharingan swirled, the tomoe retracting inward—
until the pattern blossomed into the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.
"Next… the Rinnegan. Even more chakra!"
The array intensified again.
Many shinobi were already drenched in sweat, teeth clenched as they struggled to endure.
At the center, the Six-Tails' jinchūriki trembled.
"What kind of weapon… what are they powering up? It can't be a forbidden chakra cannon…?"
Unlike the loyal Three-Tails' host, the Six-Tails' host belonged to the hostile Bloodline Clans.
"That bastard… is he trying to create something to suppress our clans?"
He tried to move—but the Mizukage's eyes shut toward him, and the guards stiffened in warning.
He had no choice but to stop.
Underground—
"More! This isn't enough!" Madara roared.
His Eternal Mangekyō spun savagely, devouring chakra like a bottomless pit.
Chakra flooded him endlessly, yet his eyes drank it faster.
One by one, Mist shinobi collapsed and withdrew—they had been drained dry.
As the flow weakened, Madara's Mangekyō rotation slowed.
"So close… I'm on the verge of metamorphosis."
"I will NOT fail here!"
On the surface, the Two Jinchūriki felt something go terribly wrong.
Before they could react—
Dozens of glowing seal-spears shot up from the earth, impaling into their bodies and binding them.
"What—!? I can't move! What are these seals!?" The Six-Tails' jinchūriki roared up at the Mizukage.
"You bastard! I'll kill—!"
His words cut into a scream as searing pain exploded through him.
The seals forcibly ripped open their Tailed Beast restraints.
Red bijū chakra erupted violently from both hosts.
Their seals shattered—
And a tidal wave of chakra engulfed the entire valley.
"Lord Mizukage!" a guard shouted.
"No rush." The Mizukage gestured calmly.
From the shadows, the sealing corps rushed forward.
"We prepared for this."
"Six-Tails—it's time we take you back from your clan."
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"Success… I'm almost there!"
Madara's Mangekyō shrank inward—
its crimson whorls collapsing into a dense black point.
Ripples spread outward across the eye—
black concentric circles forming one after another.
The blood-red pupil faded to a pale, ominous violet.
A terrifying chakra surged through the cavern.
Madara's oppressive presence skyrocketed into something monstrous.
"Summoning Jutsu…"
At the moment the Rinnegan opened—
A limitless ocean of chakra gathered into his palm.
With a single downward motion—
A colossal summoning seal bloomed beneath him.
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