Rewind to the time when the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan was transplanted.
Sitting within the Flower Realm, a white cloth bound tightly over her eyes, Kanon spoke with a calm, expressionless face.
"The Infinite Flower Realm?"
"Yes. This absolute technique, which surpasses even divine arts, is something only you can complete," Konin said with unwavering conviction.
"Only me? Even our future selves couldn't achieve it?"
"Correct. Only in this lifetime, within the specific timeline you currently occupy, is it possible."
"And only you can ascend to become a true god."
Hearing Konin's words, Kanon felt a flicker of doubt. "Why me?"
"Simply because your dōjutsu is the Flower Realm!"
"Hm?!" Kanon frowned.
"The Flower Realm isn't actually your dōjutsu. It is an absolute technique residing within you, a supreme method forged and perfected through the sacrifices of countless alternative versions of Kanon Ōtsutsuki and Kanon Uchiha."
"The moment you were born, I sensed the awakening of this jutsu in this specific timeline. Therefore, I severed a shred of my divine consciousness, splitting my existence from my original space-time continuum to take on this current form and reside inside your body. My purpose is to guide you toward becoming a true deity, because only you can unleash the ultimate, absolute technique: the Infinite Flower Realm."
"So, what exactly is the Infinite Flower Realm?" Kanon asked.
"To put it simply, it functions similarly to the Flower Realm."
The moment Konin spoke those words, Kanon's body trembled. Beneath her white blindfold, her pupils dilated to their absolute limits as a cold shiver ran through her soul.
"What a terrifyingly insane jutsu..."
Konin nodded and continued, "Exactly. Within ten years, this technique will envelope the entire universe, rewriting the rivers of fate and time, altering causality itself so that every single dimension of the cosmos is encased within the Flower Realm."
"And you, Kanon Uchiha, will be the absolute master of the Infinite Flower Realm. Across all dimensions, you will stand at the pinnacle, the woman who ascends above all existence!"
"You will become what the world calls..."
"The God of Creation!"
Kanon's expression broke into sheer shock. Cold sweat broke out on her skin, her breath catching tightly in her throat.
"You already know what you and I are capable of within the standard Flower Realm."
"So imagine what you will be able to achieve once the Infinite Flower Realm is unleashed!"
"Your father, your mother, Izumi-nee, Team Hana, and everyone else you hold dear... every single one of them can be brought back to the living world. Because you will have shattered causality, becoming the supreme, absolute being of the Infinite Flower Realm."
Konin's voice grew fervent as she leaned closer to Kanon. "Do you still remember your childhood dream?"
At those words, Kanon froze. The image of a sweet, six-year-old girl surfaced vividly in her mind. The child's words, so pure and endearing, echoed clearly within her thoughts, the voice of her younger self speaking to Fugaku.
"I think that when everyone is born, they have a field of flowers inside their heart. But at first, the flowers and grass in that field don't have any color at all."
"They're completely clear and translucent, but they're still as beautiful as sparkling crystal!"
"As people slowly grow up, that flower field gradually fills with colorful blossoms and green grass. They represent everyone's joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, showing that they're growing up."
"The flowers in that field are so beautiful, and it's a place I truly yearn for. There's no war or fighting there; it's a place where everyone can finally understand one another."
"In that world, all people do is live happily and play together in joy..."
The memory shifted and flashed again. This time, it was her younger self sitting beside Naruto on the edge of a cliff, sharing her deepest dreams.
"Naruto, did you know?"
"Know what...?"
"I believe there's a brilliantly radiant flower field inside my heart."
Naruto didn't say a word. He merely stared at Kanon, remaining silent for a long time, completely immersed in listening to her.
"The people living in that flower field can understand each other perfectly, becoming truest, closest friends."
"In that world filled with vibrant colors, everyone's dreams are as clear as crystal, and everyone can work hard toward what they believe in."
"There is no discrimination, and there is no pain. Whether it's a blade of grass stubbornly clinging to life or a kaleidoscope of beautiful flowers, everyone can live peacefully without a single care. That is the flower field my heart longs for."
As these memories rushed back, tears began to stream down Kanon's cheeks. Even though her eye transplantation surgery had only just succeeded, the tears flowed unchecked.
"If it means you can embrace those you've lost once again, Kanon-chan... then it's worth trading everything for, isn't it?" Konin said, her voice heavy with deep emotion.
"Yeah..." Kanon nodded. "For that, I am willing to bear any sin."
"As long as there is even a shred of a possibility, I will do it. Konin, tell me what needs to be done..."
From that day forward, the Infinite Flower Realm became the singular goal shared by Kanon and Konin. Her dream crystallized into this ultimate, absolute technique.
Looking at how deeply entranced Kanon currently was within her dream, a wave of sorrow washed over Konin's heart. If it weren't for the fact that only the Kanon standing before her could pull this off, she would never have allowed her to endure such bitter suffering.
"Kanon-chan... your dream is right before your eyes..."
Konin gazed ahead. Red spider lilies, cherry blossoms, roses, and baby's breath, a sprawling meadow composed of countless varieties of flora exhaled a sweet, intoxicating fragrance as pollen drifted lazily through the air.
Petals rained down across the sky, transforming the flower field into a vast, undulating sea of blossoms. The scenery within this world was so breathtakingly ethereal that a single glance would cause anyone to lose themselves in it.
The cascading petals danced continuously like drifting clouds. In the midst of this floral ocean, Kanon lay with her head resting in Konin's lap, a single, silent tear tracking down her face.
The myriad of colorful blossoms seemed to take flight across the sky before gently descending. Within a single tear shed by Konin, the desolate and tragic memories of her own past were quietly reflected.
Yet, this tear was not shed for herself; it was shed for Kanon. Amidst such radiant beauty, one girl wept through a smile, while the other woman trembled silently.
She had become the strongest existence in the world, how could she find herself crying?
Beyond the dazzling sea of flowers, gentle hill slopes were blanketed in blooms, resembling a meticulously painted scroll that was as heartbreakingly beautiful as it was tragic. White, red, yellow, purple... countless petals swayed gently in the breeze, as if nature itself had woven a multicolored bed for Kanon.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps between the petals, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow across her frame. Kanon's expression was serene, as if she were wandering through a profound dream. Her soft, rhythmic breathing intertwined with the floral scent, creating an atmosphere of deep tranquility and ethereal fantasy.
Finally, a single cherry blossom drifted down, landing softly upon Kanon's forehead. Her eyelids fluttered.
"We must eventually awaken from our dreams, Kanon. The final condition for the absolute technique has manifested."
"It is time to prepare for the Infinite Flower Realm."
The moment Konin's voice faded, within this picturesque sanctuary, Kanon slowly opened her eyes, as if awakening from an idyllic slumber.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and as her eyes gradually parted, it felt as though the entire world was being brought to life in that singular moment. Her face radiated vitality, her cheeks flushed with a soft rose tint from her rest, appearing as fresh and vivid as the morning dew clinging to a newly bloomed petal.
Kanon's hair drifted gently in the morning breeze, blending seamlessly with the surrounding blossoms until they were indistinguishable from one another. Her movements were graceful yet languid, carrying the softest grace of nature, momentarily stilling the surrounding beauty.
She reached out, gently caressing the delicate petals beside her. The sensation against her fingertips seemed to bind her connection to this world even tighter.
Sitting up from the field of flowers, Kanon's eyes reflected a myriad of blossoming colors. The vibrant flora seemed to leap and cheer in celebration of her awakening.
Upon waking, Kanon raised her hand, gently wiping away the stray tear at the corner of Konin's eye.
Though lines of clear tears stained her own cheeks as well, a lingering reluctance to leave behind the flawless, perfect dreamscape she had envisioned, she held herself steady. But dreams must inevitably end, and even the most beautiful illusions must shatter. Reality was the only thing waiting to be faced.
"Look at that, you cried too..."
"Don't talk nonsense... It's because of what you have to face next..." Konin's voice choked up.
"I'll be fine, Konin... This is my destiny."
"Help me up."
Konin helped Kanon to her feet. Standing amidst the blossoms, Kanon looked out across her surroundings. This was the very flower field of her childhood dreams, though it had now expanded exponentially, transforming into an endless ocean of petals.
"Is the moment to realize my dream finally here?" Kanon asked softly.
"Yes... Kanon-chan."
As Konin nodded, Kanon merely offered her a gentle smile. In the next instant, her figure vanished completely from the Flower Realm.
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