Capítulo 63: Rasa's Dream
"Ugh..." Rasa rubbed his sleepy eyes as he woke up.
He jumped off the bed. At six years old, he was not even a meter tall but already his master's trusted assistant.
His master was a renowned potter in the village, producing exquisite and durable pottery.
Today was Rasa's graduation day. If Rasa created a piece that met his master's approval, he would graduate.
Rasa quickly dressed, gathered his materials and tools, and went to the pottery room.
His master was inspecting various ceramics in the room.
When he saw Rasa, he simply said, "Begin."
Full of confidence, Rasa skillfully went through the processes of preparing the clay, kneading, shaping, glazing, and firing in one smooth flow.
The scenes flashed by as if in fast-forward, and days passed.
Rasa handed his master the finished pottery.
His master, his face hidden in the shadows, examined it before pushing it off the table.
Bang, the pottery made a dull sound.
Rasa clenched his fists. Good! It passed the test!
His master picked up the pottery again, placed it on the second shelf, and pushed it off.
Bang, another dull sound, but the pottery only chipped its ear and did not break.
Before Rasa could react, his master picked up the pottery, placed it on the third shelf, and pushed it off.
Crash, this time, it shattered into pieces.
"Failure. Make it again," his master said coldly.
Full of grievances, Rasa thought, how could pottery not break when dropped from such a height?
But his master's words were law. Rasa wiped his red eyes and started over.
Several days passed again from the beginning, and Rasa completed a new piece, but his master immediately threw it into the air.
Crash. The pottery shattered once more.
"Failure. Make it again," came the cold voice.
Rasa had no choice but to start over.
The scenes flashed by continuously. No matter how well and sturdy Rasa made the pottery, his master always found a way to break it. At first, he threw it to the ground.
Then he used a hammer and jutsu until the pottery was broken, and his master would always say,
"Failure. Make it again."
Finally, Rasa made a solid piece of pottery, but his master threw it directly into the kiln.
Again came the words: "Failure..."
Rasa broke down and cried, "Why? Why is nothing I make good enough!?"
His master's face gradually morphed into Rasa's own, and little Rasa became a child with "Love" inscribed on his forehead.
"Because I never believed in you. No matter how good you make it, it's useless."
"Ah..." Little Rasa (Gaara) collapsed in pain, kneeling on the ground.
...
Rasa suddenly opened his eyes, realizing he was still in the desert, facing the Uchiha clan member.
"Genjutsu?" Rasa's heart sank. He had been pulled into an illusion in an instant.
Breaking free from the genjutsu had consumed a significant amount of his chakra, leaving Rasa slightly unsteady.
"Damn it!"
Rasa avoided eye contact, seeing the dissatisfaction on his opponent's face.
He slapped his hands on the ground.
"Magnet Release: Gold Dust Burial!"
The surrounding sand, infused with magnet release chakra, turned golden and began to flow like water.
The ground caved in, and his opponent fell into the trap.
"Sand Waterfall Burial!"
Rasa poured chakra into the ground.
The sand collapsed wildly, compressing downwards.
However, Rasa could sense that his opponent was unscathed.
Boom!
The compressed sand exploded, and a massive golden skeleton rose.
The skeleton was covered with flesh, and chakra formed armor around it, materializing a long sword at its waist.
Vast amounts of chakra surged out, and the golden Susanoo, radiating immense power, emerged from the sand, resembling a divine being descending from the heavens.
Rasa jumped onto a sand mat and flew into the sky, pulling out a sealing scroll and slamming it.
"Clatter." Countless shimmering gold sand fell like a waterfall from the sky.
"Ha!"
Rasa clasped his hands, and the falling gold sand buzzed and merged rapidly, forming a massive cube.
In the blinding sunlight, the cube gleamed with a golden light!
Rasa waved his hand, and the enormous cube hurled towards Summerwood's Susanoo.
"Hmph! No matter who you are, today you're dead!"
The gold sand cube was challenging; even Shukaku couldn't break it. Rasa intended to crush his opponent beneath it.
Standing inside Susanoo, Summerwood felt annoyed that the word "Tsukuyomi" had disappeared from his system.
His construction of the Tsukuyomi world had not been perfect, even with enhanced chakra, and it had not lasted long.
Unlike Itachi, he clearly lacked talent in genjutsu, who could make Izumi live a lifetime in Tsukuyomi.
If the soft approach didn't work, he'd use brute force!
Summerwood drew Susanoo's weapon, infusing it with chakra and ocular power.
The blade began to vibrate.
Susanoo pulled out the sword, and a faint shadow enveloped it.
The chakra-forged blade, gleaming coldly, slashed at the gold sand cube.
The cube split like tofu, flying apart in two halves.
The split cube hit the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Rasa's eyes narrowed sharply.
It was cut in half!? How could it be so sharp!?
The gold sand cube, solidified with chakra, was challenging. Rasa usually used it to fight, forcing opponents to dodge. Today, it was cut in two!?
"That's a golden Susanoo! You're Uchiha Summerwood!" Rasa exclaimed.
"Do you want to start a war!?"
Rasa's face grew serious. He had heard of the Mangekyo Sharingan's reputation, and it was said Killer Bee of the Hidden Cloud couldn't withstand even a single move.
Summerwood didn't respond, and Susanoo raised its sword.
Susanoo stepped on the ground, launching forward with a burst of speed, kicking up a cloud of sand.
Rasa's sand mat was slow, and the two were closing in rapidly.
Rasa waved his hands, and the split gold sand automatically scattered and flew into the air.
"Magnet Release: Gold Dust Shower!"
"Ah!..."
Rasa clasped his hands, and the gold dust in the sky rained down on Susanoo like a storm.
Thump... thump... thump...
The sound was dull, and the gold dust shower continuously peeled off Susanoo's armor, but Summerwood inside remained unharmed.
"Phew..." Summerwood exhaled slowly, his ocular power flaring. With the participation of the Uzumaki clan chakra, Susanoo quickly returned to its previous state.
"Gasp... gasp..."
Rasa panted heavily.
His chakra reserves were already low, and he had been caught in a genjutsu.
His once-confident gold sand cube was destroyed.
The massive gold dust shower only scratched the surface!
Rasa's chakra was nearly depleted.
Seeing Susanoo approaching him relentlessly, Rasa felt a deep despair.
How could he possibly win this battle!?
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