Reaching Immortality (book two)

Chapter 32. Time skip no jutsu!

Year 50

The room wasn't all that big. The training room we spent most of our time in was about half the size of a small gym, with a large bed tucked into a corner, the bathroom built into another corner and the kitchen to the left of it. Separated by walls and a door.

Every piece of free wall had been occupied with diamond fencing for the plants to grow and cling to. We'd needed to adjust the seals and expand the room a little to make more room for the garden that begun to take up too much room. Which had been a task that occupied the two of us for years before we could complete it without making the whole damn dimension implode.

The place now looked overgrown, but neat and soothing.

On our fiftieth year Minato was undertaking a great time consuming task. He was nowhere near done, but he made sure to keep it up everyday.

He was braiding my hair.

I hadn't cut it, and in fifty years my hair had grown impossibly long. So Minato took it upon himself to weave hundreds of tiny braids without clones while I worked on creating a cauldron for pill making.

Cultivation had become an increasingly harder task as we both came to realize that the spiritual energy of a pocket dimension was incredibly scarce. I had so far gotten to the sixth level in fifty years, while Minato had gotten to the fourth, and our progress had only slowed.

With how much energy we needed to absorb and integrate into our souls, we were due to eventually come to a standstill.

We needed those soul pills.

Year 100

With the workings of the cauldron underway, Minato and I found other things to do for fun.

We couldn't spend all our time on cultivating like we wanted since we constantly had to give the universe a break. We couldn't take it all without completely shattering the Kamui dimension and possibly killing Obito.

So I took some time to reinvent movie equipment, computers, and the like, so we could create movies. Of course all the movies had us as the actors, henged and acting like completely different people.

We were developing movie adaptations of my novels, and it had been incredibly fun and exciting.

I also used my little science skills to start creating new plants by altering the cells of plant seeds. I would then plant them, and document their uses and methods for bringing the plant to full growth.

I couldn't just make soul pills out of nothing after all.

Year 150

The cauldron was complete.

It took years of trial and error, but I had finally discovered that the best way to make cauldrons was with human bodies and their souls. It was a good thing I hadn't used up all of the bodies I had been hoarding for Manda.

I was able to summon the souls of the bodies I had and use the soul to shape the body into a diamond cauldron. Once the souls energy was completely used up, it would dissipate and become one with the energy surrounding us.

It didn't just cease to exist, it just got absorbed by the plants. So whoever these souls belonged to, just ended up reincarnating as plants.

Supposedly. Theoretically.

Whatever it was, it didn't make me feel guilty at all. It soothed my heart to know that even if I did eventually get destroyed by the shinigami, it didn't mean that I'd ever stop existing.