The Uchiha Sasuke of this moment wasn't Sunny Sasuke yet, nor was he the nearly fully blackened, manic version he'd someday become. With the worldview he had now, he couldn't accept the idea of stabbing his own teammate.
By any ninja standard, that was the act of a monster.
He couldn't understand why his future self would do something like that. He didn't doubt Kaede Kitahara's diary, but the more he believed it, the harder it became to accept.
Then he saw the name Uchiha Sarada. He was young, not stupid. It didn't take long to figure out that this Sarada was probably the name of his daughter. His cheeks flushed with embarrassment at the thought.
Next he saw that Uzumaki Boruto idolized him, even dressed in that so-called Uchiha-cool style. Sasuke snorted. That dead-last idiot Naruto might be hopeless, but his son had much better taste.
Unlike his dumbass dad.
Everyone had their own thoughts as they watched the grown-up Uchiha Sasuke on the screen.
Inside the footage, Uchiha Obito spoke to the older Sasuke. "Don't rush. There's still a gift waiting for you outside."
He released Sasuke from the Kamui dimension.
And the gift, of course, was Shimura Danzo.
Danzo looked at the emerging Sasuke and muttered with chilly calm, "Uchiha Sasuke, hmm?"
"You should get out of here. If you get dragged into this, you'll die."
Obito told Uzumaki Karin, who obeyed immediately. Even Obito himself didn't stay. He slipped aside, making it clear this was Sasuke's fight.
Danzo wouldn't have been chosen as the gift if he didn't have direct involvement in the Uchiha Clan massacre.
"Good timing."
Danzo stripped off the remaining restraints.
The tension in the air snapped taut. Sasuke activated his Sharingan in the blink of an eye.
Watching that, the younger Sasuke off-screen felt a rush of excitement. He was struggling to awaken his own Sharingan and felt ashamed as one of the last Uchiha who couldn't do it.
Most clan members awakened their Sharingan in their early teens or twenties, but being merely average wasn't an option for him. Not if he wanted to kill Uchiha Itachi and avenge the clan. And Danzo… just looking at him confirmed Kaede's description. The man radiated danger.
"Sasuke, Madara… I'll take your Sharingan too."
Danzo finally tore away the bandages.
The three watching outside finally understood what Kaede Kitahara meant by "a whole arm full of Sharingan."
Their scalps prickled. Why would anyone implant eyes into an arm?
They could understand transplanting a Sharingan into an empty eye socket, like Hatake Kakashi. But the arm? There were no optical nerves there. How would anyone even use them?
They were still too inexperienced. In the ninja world, eyes grew wherever someone wanted them. In the palm, on the forehead, on the arm, on the chest. Anything was possible here.
And soon they understood exactly why.
"That bastard…"
The younger Sasuke shook with rage. Every eye in Danzo's arm represented the life of a clan member.
The Hyuga Clan's Byakugan was easy to awaken but had a low ceiling. The Sharingan was the opposite. Once awakened, even the weakest was jonin-level material. But awakening it was incredibly difficult.
Sasuke in the video asked, "What's with your right arm?"
Danzo paused, then said, "That's a long story."
"Even if I listened, all it would do is make me angrier. Forget it. I've already decided to kill you."
Sasuke stopped caring about the explanation.
The eyes on Danzo's arm twitched wildly. He formed three seals: hare, boar, ram.
Kakashi and the younger Sasuke didn't recognize them, but Uchiha Itachi knew instantly. This was Izanagi, one of the Uchiha Clan's forbidden techniques.
With Izanagi, sacrificing one Sharingan allowed the user to rewrite reality itself, turning death and all misfortune into advantage.
Itachi knew the technique personally. He didn't expect Danzo to know it too.
He must have learned it from plundering the Uchiha Clan's archives.
Resentment flickered in Itachi's eyes. He served Konoha, not Shimura Danzo.
And now he understood why Danzo implanted so many Sharingan into his arm. Izanagi required one eye per use. Every eye was a life. Used properly, Danzo could even kill the Third Hokage.
Sasuke was in for a brutal fight.
But maybe that was right. The two culprits responsible for the Uchiha Clan's destruction, himself and Danzo, would both eventually die by Sasuke's hand. It was the only comfort left for the Uchiha spirits.
No.
There was still Uchiha Madara, or the man wearing that name. He was far too dangerous.
If he approached Sasuke again, Itachi needed to leave something behind. Amaterasu alone wasn't enough. He needed Tsukuyomi too.
Break his mind with Tsukuyomi, then burn the body with Amaterasu. Only then would the threat end.
Whatever name he used, anyone who led the Uchiha Clan to slaughter deserved death.
At that moment, Danzo launched the first strike inside the video, slamming a fist straight at Sasuke. But Sasuke didn't move at all. It was as if the punch hadn't touched him.
The scene shifted. Sasuke stood before Danzo, expression cold, staring at him like he was a stray dog on the roadside.
His eyes held a strange hexagonal star pattern.
Sasuke's Mangekyo Sharingan.
"That's… the same eyes as that man."
The younger Sasuke stared, unable to speak.
Just moments ago, he'd been thrilled that his future self had a three-tomoe Sharingan. But this… this was another level entirely.
His future self had awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan.
The same eyes as Uchiha Itachi.
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