Sixteen years.
He had lived sixteen years in this world.
He was born an Uchiha. Raised an Uchiha.
People weren't stone. How could they feel nothing?
His family was here. His friends were here.
The vast majority of the people he cared about belonged to the Uchiha clan.
There was no way he could stand by and watch the Night of the Massacre unfold as it had in the original timeline.
"Shimura Danzō… Hiruzen Sarutobi… the great 'filial son' Uchiha Itachi… and that masked lunatic lurking in the shadows."
As he recited the names of those responsible for the clan's destruction, a chilling glint flickered in Yusuke's eyes.
Among the four culprits, Itachi could be set aside for now. The boy had only just graduated from the Academy. No matter how monstrous his talent, he was still just a Genin.
The other three, however—
Each one possessed genuine Kage-level strength.
Dealing with them would require careful planning.
Setting others aside, Shimura Danzō had long been obsessively targeting the Uchiha, all while coveting the forbidden ocular power of the Sharingan.
To put it bluntly—
Danzō was already on Yusuke's kill list.
The Uchiha and Danzō could not coexist.
As for the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi—he wore the mask of benevolence, but beneath it lay filth. In the original story, he had opposed outright extermination, yes. But the systematic isolation and marginalization of the Uchiha? He had allowed it. Enabled it.
And Itachi's indoctrination—
Hiruzen bore undeniable responsibility.
To take a prodigy rarely seen within the Uchiha clan and mold him into a blade for slaughtering his own kin—
All in the name of "protecting Konoha."
"In the name of peace."
Yusuke scoffed coldly.
Peace?
Spare him.
As for the remaining two members of Konoha's leadership—Homura Mitokado and Koharu Utatane—
They were little more than Danzō's echoes.
However, those two old relics had long since grown complacent in power. Their strength had deteriorated severely. Yusuke did not consider them a threat.
Even without the Mangekyō Sharingan, he could eliminate them with ease.
Once Danzō and Hiruzen fell, the so-called advisors would crumble on their own.
Then there was his former classmate—
Uchiha Obito.
A deeply broken man.
Rin Nohara had died, and Obito had decided to destroy the world to create one where she still lived.
Yusuke could only shake his head.
Insanity.
Utter insanity.
He knew the truth behind Madara's plan. He knew the Rinnegan could resurrect the dead.
And yet—
Instead of seizing the Rinnegan to revive Rin directly, he chose to pursue the Eye of the Moon Plan, casting the entire world into an illusion for his own delusion.
If that wasn't madness, what was?
Madara's brainwashing was even more terrifying than the Will of Fire.
Just then—
A notification echoed in his mind.
[Three-Tomoe Sharingan (100% Proficiency) → Evolving into Mangekyō Sharingan (0.1% Proficiency)!]
It had begun.
In the next instant—
An overwhelming surge of ocular power flooded from his mind into his eyes.
"Ah—!"
The pain hit like molten iron pressed into his skull.
Yusuke's face twisted violently as he let out a hoarse cry. It felt as though his eyes were being roasted alive over an open flame.
The agony burned into his bones.
At some point, twin trails of blood tears streamed down his cheeks.
Fortunately—
The influx of power ended as suddenly as it had begun.
The searing pain receded.
"Ha… ha…"
He panted heavily, chest rising and falling as sweat drenched his back. After several long minutes, he slowly opened his eyes.
Within his crimson pupils, the three tomoe warped and stretched.
They connected to the central pupil—
Twisting.
Interlocking.
Until finally—
A new pattern emerged.
A windmill-like design spun silently within his gaze.
The Mangekyō Sharingan.
Yusuke immediately grabbed a mirror and studied his reflection.
There it was.
The forbidden eye.
A faint smile curved at his lips.
Though he had not yet discerned the specific abilities of his Mangekyō, the explosive increase in ocular power alone left him deeply satisfied.
With his current eye power—
If he cast a genjutsu, who below Kage-level could resist?
Moreover—
The Mangekyō Sharingan was known as the "Eye that Reflects the Soul."
Upon awakening, the Mangekyō manifested abilities unique to its wielder—though mastering those abilities would require time and adaptation.
And Susanoo—
The so-called power of the gods—
It was only a matter of time.
Yusuke closed his Mangekyō, suppressing its power as his eyes returned to normal.
A confident smile formed on his face.
"It's time to begin the first step of the plan."
"To claim the seat of Uchiha Clan Head."
If he wished to save the clan—
He had to lead it.
With the Mangekyō Sharingan and his evolving abilities, he now possessed absolute confidence.
Defeating the current Clan Head—
Uchiha Fugaku—
It was no longer an impossible task.
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