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"That man who came on the day I was born. The one who looked like you but older. Who was he? and why do you always wear the headband as if you are covering something"
Hizashi blinked slowly, caught off guard. His lips tightened. "It is too early for you to know such things."
Neji tilted his head. "But I am prepared for everything."
There was no arrogance in the statement, only a haunting conviction. Hizashi's wife looked at him in silence. They exchanged a look. Slowly, solemnly, Hizashi knelt.
"Very well." He removed the white headband from his forehead. His wife did the same. Beneath, etched into the skin like a curse written in chakra, was the Caged Bird Seal—an intricate design of ink-black curves, almost like an iris of an eye spread across their skin.
Neji studied it closely. "What does it do?"
Hizashi paused. "It is… a limiter. A control seal. It ensures obedience to the Main House. When activated by the head of the clan, it causes unbearable pain and eventually shuts down the Byakugan."
Neji frowned. "Will I get it too?"
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His mother let out a sharp, sudden sob and pulled him into her arms. Her tears soaked the shoulder of his robe. Hizashi knelt beside them.
"Yes," he said, voice low and heavy. "When the next heir of the Main House turns three. You will receive it too."
Neji sat in his mother's lap, thoughtful. There was no fear in his expression. "What does it feel like when it is used?"
A pause. Hizashi exhaled deeply.
"I was ten," he said, the memory surfacing like a bruise touched too hard. "Your uncle Hiashi and I were sparring. He tricked me to win the spar but i outmanoeuvred him and won. But, He was furious. He activated the seal."
His fingers clenched.
"It felt like… lightning under the skin. Not pain on the surface—but pain beneath everything. Like your nerves are unraveling. Like your own chakra is betraying you."
Neji's eyes didn't flinch. They absorbed every word, every detail.
His gaze turned back to his father's forehead. As he stared, a faint shimmer danced in his own eyes—just a whisper of a glow, a streak of royal blue threading through his pupils.
Hizashi saw it. A pause, a breath held too long.
The True Eyes... he's already tapping into them.
Neji continued to observe the seal, and in that moment, his mind began to construct vague frameworks.
From his limited access to the True Eyes, what he saw wasn't just the surface of the seal, but the way chakra thinned beneath it. He could barely perceive it—just faint pulses, threads of suppression interwoven with neural circuits. It reminded him of neural lattices or inhibitory feedback loops. Not exact, but... similar.
A suppressive waveform, perhaps? he thought. Theta-pattern chakra oscillations localized to the Byakugan lobe—choked off at the upper bridge of the prefrontal cortex?
But it was like staring through fog with cracked glasses. The patterns flickered and then dissolved.
Still, it was enough. The seal was active, but dormant. Triggerable by a precise chakra signal. But more than that—anchored into the autonomic flow. It wasn't just a switch. It was a rewrite.
His mastery was far too low to glean more. But even this insight was unprecedented.
Hizashi watched his son with wonder that bled into anxiety. "You saw something, didn't you?"
Neji nodded slowly. "A little."
"You're not afraid?"
"I don't have time to be," Neji replied, voice soft. "I have to understand it. Before they mark me."
From that day on, Hizashi began training Neji—not with the intensity of full Hyuga discipline, but enough to strengthen his chakra control and body movement.
"Just move the chakra to your fingertips," Hizashi said, guiding Neji's hands over a paper leaf. "Focus on flow, not force."
Neji's hands trembled. At two years old, his body was still frail. The tiniest mistakes led to chakra shocks that numbed his limbs for hours. Some days he would vomit from the strain.
At night, his mother would cry as she applied salves to his wrists. "You're just a child," she whispered. "You should be playing, not hurting yourself."
But Neji was relentless.
He would sit before the mirror and open his eyes wide, trying to activate his True Eyes again. The process was painful—his head would throb, his nose bled once. But slowly, over months, he began to see hints.
Flickers.
He could faintly perceive chakra threads on insects, the way plants conducted energy under moonlight, the slight delay in his mother's heartbeat when she was worried.
The True Eyes weren't like the Byakugan. They didn't offer perfect clarity—but deep interpretation. Pattern recognition. Truth.
But it came in fragments.
He began to keep a hidden journal—a toddler's scrawl interspersed with diagrams. Spirals. Waves. "Inhibitor curve." "Nerve convergence." "Sub-chakral lattice."
One night, Hizashi found it. He sat in silence for an hour reading the strange, near-alien notes.
He's not like us, he thought. He's something more.
And with that came dread.
What if the Main House saw him as a threat? What if Hiashi felt his power was tilting the balance?
Hizashi began placing defensive seals on their home. Just in case.
True Eyes Analysis Log — Entry 3
Observed Subject: Caged Bird Seal (External) Observation Method: Low-grade True Eyes Activation (Approx. 4.6 seconds max exposure) Findings:
Seal layers consist of 3 radial glyph patterns.
Chakra density indicates enforced polarity at cerebral junction points.
Possible quantum binding signature? (unsure)
Activation channel dormant but reactive to external command frequency (likely proprietary to Main House genetics)
Note: Too unstable to probe further. Experienced visual noise and nausea.
Conclusion: This isn't just a seal. It's a neural command rewrite tethered to pain response. Need more exposure.
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