Eyes of Shadows

Chapter 5: Uncovering History

The Gojo estate loomed ahead, a sprawling complex of traditional Japanese architecture nestled amidst meticulously maintained gardens. I felt a mix of anticipation and dread as we passed through the imposing gates. This place held centuries of history, secrets, and, hopefully, answers.

Gojo led the way with Geto and me following close behind. "This way," he said, guiding us through a maze of corridors. "The archives are in the old wing. It's where we keep records of all significant sorcerers and techniques."

As we walked, the grandeur of the estate was evident. Antique vases, intricate paintings, and statues adorned the halls, each piece telling a story of the clan's illustrious past. Yet, there was a coldness to the place, an underlying sense of isolation and power.

We finally arrived at a large, oak door. Gojo pushed it open to reveal a dimly lit room filled with rows of ancient scrolls and books. The air was thick with the scent of old parchment. "This is it," he said, motioning for us to enter. "The Gojo clan archives."

I stepped inside, feeling a sense of reverence for the knowledge contained within these walls. Geto immediately began scanning the shelves, and Gojo joined him, searching for anything that might mention the L/N clan or my dojutsu.

"Start with this section," Gojo suggested, pointing to a row of books. "It covers various dojutsu techniques and the history of different clans."

I nodded and began pulling books off the shelves, flipping through them with a mix of hope and desperation. Hours passed as we combed through the archives, yet there was no mention of the L/N clan. I was starting to lose hope when Geto called out.

"Hey, I think I found something," he said, holding up an old, leather-bound book. "It mentions a dojutsu similar to the one you described."

I rushed over, my heart pounding. Geto handed me the book, and I carefully opened it to the marked page. The text described a dojutsu known as the "Shadow Eye," which had abilities akin to the Sharingan, including heightened perception and the ability to see and manipulate cursed energy in unique ways.

As I read, I felt a strange resonance with the words on the page. This was it. This was my dojutsu. The book detailed the stages of awakening, from the initial activation to its more advanced forms. It even mentioned a possible connection to a long-lost clan.

"This is it," I whispered, my eyes scanning the page. "The Shadow Eye. It sounds exactly like my dojutsu."

Gojo leaned over my shoulder, reading along with me. "Interesting. It seems to be a rare and powerful technique. But there's not much about the L/N clan itself."

I nodded, feeling a mixture of satisfaction and frustration. I had found information about my dojutsu, but my clan's history remained elusive. "At least I know what my eyes are now," I said. "But I still need to learn how to control them."

"One step at a time," Geto said, giving me an encouraging smile. "At least we have a starting point."

Just then, a voice echoed from the doorway. "Satoru, what are you doing here?" An elderly man in traditional attire entered the room, his gaze sharp and authoritative. "And who are these people?"

Gojo straightened up, his demeanor shifting to one of respect. "Grandfather, this is Y/N L/N and Suguru Geto. Y/N is a new teacher at Justjstu High. We were looking for information on her dojutsu."

The old man, whom I now recognized as the head of the Gojo clan, scrutinized me with a critical eye. "L/N, you say? Interesting. The L/N clan was thought to be extinct."

"That's why we're here," I said, mustering my courage. "I want to learn more about my clan and my abilities."

He nodded slowly. "Very well. Follow me."

We followed him deeper into the archives until we reached a small, locked room. He produced a key and unlocked the door, revealing a collection of scrolls and books even older than the ones in the main archive. "These are the oldest records we have," he explained. "If there is any information about your clan, it will be here."

I felt a surge of hope as I began searching through the ancient texts. Hours passed, and just when I was about to give up, I found a scroll with the emblem of the L/N clan. My hands trembled as I unrolled it, revealing a detailed history of my ancestors.

The scroll told of a powerful clan known for their unique dojutsu, the Shadow Eye. It described their rise to prominence and their sudden disappearance. There were hints of a great catastrophe, but the details were vague.

As I read, I felt a deep connection to my heritage, a sense of belonging I had never felt before. "This is it," I said softly. "This is my clan's history."

Gojo and Geto stood by my side, sharing in my discovery. "You've found your roots," Gojo said with a smile. "Now we can focus on helping you unlock your full potential."

I nodded, feeling a newfound determination. "Thank you, both of you. This means more to me than I can express."

As we left the Gojo estate, I felt a mixture of relief and resolve. I had found the answers I sought, but there was still much to learn. My journey was just beginning, and with Gojo and Geto by my side, I knew I was not alone. We returned to the school, the weight of my family's history now a part of me, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.