Gansekigan (Mineral Rock Eye)

The air was thick with tension, as if the world itself was holding its breath. Kaito's energy surged out of control, an overwhelming torrent of power that he could no longer contain. Around him, trees twisted, rain poured in torrents, and the wind intensified into a raging storm. Everything in nature seemed to align with the chaos unraveling inside him.

His bloodstained eyes no longer reflected despair but an indescribable fury. A silver and golden glow illuminated his gaze, shifting colors coursing through his irises like mineral veins within crystal. It was as if his very essence had fused with the elements of earth and water. In his eyes, the crystalline patterns vibrated, responding to the turmoil within him. The Gansekigan was not just an ability; it was a reflection of his deepest pain and his unbreakable will to protect those he loved.

The masked men, stunned by the unleashed power, slowly retreated. The distance between them and Kaito seemed to expand physically, as if the atmosphere itself had distorted, making it impossible to approach him. In that instant, the air was no longer just dangerous—it was something more, something primal.

One of the masked figures attempted to attack, but the moment his eyes met Kaito's, the air became unbearably heavy. An unbearable sensation coursed through his body, and in a single blink, Kaito extended his hand, channeling the power of his Gansekigan.

With a mere gesture, a torrent of water and chakra rose into the air. Without warning, a massive wave crashed into the masked men, violently throwing them back. The water seemed alive, as though Kaito controlled it with terrifying precision. But it wasn't just water—there was something else, something the masked men couldn't comprehend. The Gansekigan granted Kaito a direct connection to the elements, something never before seen.

As the battle raged, Kaito moved as if space itself bent to his will. His fully transformed eyes not only allowed him to control the elements around him, but they also seemed to defy the very logic of time and space. Every movement, every gesture was imbued with an energy that could reshape reality itself. The mineral veins in his eyes shimmered with a metallic light, like gemstones reflecting all the fury amassed within him.

The masked men tried to hold their ground, but the pressure was unbearable. No shinobi, no matter how experienced, could withstand the wrath of the Gansekigan. Kaito was no longer just a man—he was a living storm. His chakra was so intense that it seemed to distort everything it touched, absorbing any attack the masked men threw at him.

With a swift motion, Kaito unleashed a technique he had never used before—a power so immense that even he did not fully understand it. With an explosion of chakra and energy, the sky darkened, and from nowhere, enormous shards of obsidian began to rain down like blades.

Kokuyō-no-Sora: Obsidian Storm.

A deadly storm of obsidian rained from the heavens, its fragments slicing through the air and destroying everything in their path. The masked men tried to evade, but they couldn't. Kaito's power was overwhelming. The obsidian projectiles struck everything they touched, slashing through skin, armor, and the ground itself. The storm of razor-sharp blades showed no mercy, and the masked men were swept away by their own weakness before such power.

The storm seemed endless. The sky lit up with the gleaming flashes of obsidian, each shard reflecting metallic hues. The mineral veins in Kaito's eyes mirrored this brilliance, a blinding intensity that made it clear there was no turning back.

The battle ended in a second. The masked men who remained standing were either gravely injured or utterly annihilated by Kaito's devastating attack. Moments later, they bled out, all except for their leader. In the silence that followed, only the sound of the rain continued to fall over the battlefield. But the storm had ceased, and Kaito, exhausted, collapsed to his knees.

His chakra was depleted, and the energy he had unleashed began to dissipate slowly. But what he had achieved was undeniable—he had defeated all ten of his attackers with a power so great that it had turned the tide of the battle in the blink of an eye.

He looked at his hands, covered in blood, then raised his gaze toward the remains of the masked men, now scattered across the ground. His heart was still pounding violently, and though exhaustion consumed him, his eyes shone with fierce determination.

The Gansekigan had been born. And with it, Kaito knew that his destiny—and his family's—would never be the same again.

The irises of his eyes glowed even more intensely, reflecting a pattern of mineral veins that fused in shades of silver, gold, and gray. Like crystals defying the light, his power was beyond anything the shinobi world had ever known.

Kaito had been born to change the world.

With immense effort, Kaito slowly approached his parents and Konan, who lay tormented, barely clinging to life. His eyes, still bloodstained, gleamed with an indescribable intensity. When he reached them, he extended his hands, and a fluid energy began to emanate from his palms—a natural, intrinsic ability that had awakened within him.

Seishin Kaisui: Crystalline Healing.

A spiritual water, pure as a crystalline river, surrounded Kaito and began healing his family. The energy flowed effortlessly, like water streaming through a rocky bed, closing wounds and restoring vitality. The crystals in his eyes shone brightly as the healing took place at a supernatural speed. The anguish and pain of his family started to fade, as though the very essence of the earth was granting them a new beginning.

Kaito, though drained, felt relieved as he saw his parents and Konan slowly regain their strength—though they remained in a coma. He knew that from this moment on, not only had his power changed, but he had also stepped into a much greater destiny. With a final deep breath, he realized he had altered what could have been a tragic outcome.

But time was not on his side. As his family began their slow recovery, he knew that more enemies would soon arrive to investigate the battlefield and track down the attackers. Around him, the atmosphere grew heavier, and the pressure intensified with each passing second. Kaito couldn't stay here.

With the last remnants of his strength, Kaito closed his eyes, feeling the mineral energy still radiating from his body. His trembling hands formed the seal for a new technique. A flicker of energy shone in his eyes, and his crystals glowed brilliantly.

Kōzai no Shunshō: Mineral Displacement.

The Gansekigan, which he now wielded with unexpected mastery, created a current of mineral energy around him. Fragments of rock and crystals began to whirl around his body, enveloping him until he seemed to disintegrate into fine mineral particles. In that moment, Kaito dissolved into the air, as if his body were merely a whisper of stone dust.

The air around him vibrated as, in the blink of an eye, Kaito vanished and reconstituted himself in a new location. The crushing weight of his exhaustion and the imminent danger disappeared for a moment. Kaito collapsed onto a terrain filled with abundant rocks and minerals.

In his fall, Kaito had managed to bring his parents and Konan with him, using the last vestiges of his strength to ensure they were by his side before disappearing. They all lay unconscious but safe, far from the enemies who hunted them.

This was not the end.

This was only the beginning.