Seated on his black throne in the Tenebrous World, Jugo looked pensive, his brow furrowed. He was focused on something else at the moment, finally, he could concentrate on his Acting.
Ancient Bane, the title is somewhat vague, but also self-evident.
An ancient curse, so old that it earned the title of "Ancient", but doubts remain. Would he, for example, need to become that curse himself, or be its source? Or simply absorb an ancient curse?
There were several possibilities and the interpretation depended on various factors, but the fact remains that Jugo doesn't have time to become Ancient?
How many generations would it take?
Although he believes he's already stronger than an Otsutsuki who has absorbed one or two chakra fruits, he prefers prevention to cure. What if some random Otsutsuki appears during the war, one with absurd and conceptual powers, or one who has absorbed enough chakra fruits to have even greater strength than Jugo?
It wasn't worth betting, so he wouldn't bet.
So he was ready to cheat again.
Honestly, he felt it was much more compatible with the Error Pathway than with the Chained Pathway.
Jugo couldn't simply go back in time and expect the timeline to hold true while he modified whatever he wanted, but he didn't need to.
Just as he created the Cursed Tenseigan, he could use the same tricks.
He would search for cursed items from all over the Ninja world, extremely ancient items containing corrupting and demonic power, then use "Curse of Giving" amulets to bind all these curses to himself.
Those with natural curses or curses not connected to other beings could be directly linked, for those that were connected, he only needed to ensure that they had not directly influenced the ninja world since the curse was cast.
Finally, direct all these curses towards Jugo, making him the receiver and source of everything.
Regardless of whether it would work or not, it would just take some time to try.
On the other hand, even if Jugo started trying to act now, it would be useless for a long time, so he skipped that step by step.
Waving his hand, a pulsating purple heart appeared in his hand, the heart with the dragon's vein sealed within it, he needed to create several amulets of Temporal Connection and Curse of Giving.
He had a lot of work ahead of him, but that wasn't all.
He temporarily left the Tenebrous World and began creating clones, each with only one goal: to find curses!
He didn't believe he wouldn't find some with enough people.
Each clone disguised themselves, going to every known corner of the world, ruins, villages large and small, libraries of nobles and ninjas, searching for any information that might be useful.
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(Kin's POV)
Kin was wearing a white Yukata with Sakura flowers, she walked down the street with a smile on her face and a straw basket on her arm, buying groceries to cook for Jugo.
They had servants for that, but sometimes she liked to do something special, even more so now that he wasn't as busy as before.
She came alone, but everywhere she went everyone smiled and offered her products, highlighting the advantages of being the wife of the village leader.
Well, she wasn't really a wife, although she never denied it when someone called her that.
While Guren maintained a semi-private relationship with Jugo, with most ninjas knowing something about it, nobody talked much about it, so it wasn't a very well-known subject among civilians.
It wasn't that Jugo wanted to hide it, but Guren simply had her own pride, so she left her alone.
On the other hand, Kin was the complete opposite, she did everything to make it clear that she was Jugo's wife, thus creating the situation where people thought she was his wife.
Jugo was too carefree to deny it, Kin just wanted to spread it more. She even acted more amicably towards those who called her by that title, so when she left home, Kin received gifts and endless smiles.
She loved it.
Perhaps that's why she enjoyed it even more when she went out to cook for Jugo, whether it was the process or the fact that Jugo praised her food, she loved everything about it.
Behind her was a figure who had been much talked about lately, the village discovered that a cat always followed Kin around, and along with her conversation, they found out that Jugo had adopted a cat. Soon everyone knew that Jugo had a cat, and this even led to an increase in the number of cat adoptions.
Not that Jugo cared enough to find that out.
The fact that Yugito followed Kin was something Yugito herself requested, she could leave the house with Kin, but as long as she was away from Kin or tried to leave a message, she was plagued by immense pain that seemed to come straight from her soul.
It took Yugito little time to learn to speak in this form, so she was even forbidden from speaking outside the house.
At this point, Yugito, who was still trapped in the house, was searching for ways to escape, and this was one of them, unfortunately, she hasn't found a way yet.
All she could do was go out for a while, look around, and then go back "home".
She growled at anyone who tried to approach her, she didn't want to be petted like a cat. Only Jugo could do that, and he did it against her will.
Yugito was living an unhappy life.
Kin continued shopping, oblivious to the cat. She stopped and chatted with various people: housewives, vendors, children...
Kin received more than a dozen flowers from the child as she passed by, all now entwined in her long hair.
They spent almost two hours doing that before returning. Yugito didn't mind, watching Kin chat was better than being near those drooling dogs.
As soon as they arrived home, the house seemed to shake slightly while loud noises were heard approaching.
Yugito's fur stood on end as she quickly jumped across the furniture, searching for somewhere to hide.
Kin watched Getsu, Yoru, and Yami arrive and chuckled lightly, finding Yugito's situation amusing. She truly loved Jugo's punishment, she even told the trio to bother the cat more before going to make dinner.
Yugito glared at Kin's back with trembling hatred. She was on a chandelier, cowering as much as possible while the three dogs with excellent noses had already found her. The three surrounded her in the center, lying down, their heads pointed at her and their eyes fixed on her, waiting for the moment she would descend.
It was war!