"I do not hoard them out of greed. These records do not only document peculiar stories from the ninja world; they preserve every detail of the Uchiha clan's development for over a millennium.
If they were to fall into the wrong hands, it would spell disaster for our clan."
Pointing to his chest, the elder explained:
"To protect these texts, the archive isn't just sealed with barriers.
The explosive tags inside are linked to my heartbeat.
Using illusions is meaningless here; the Uchiha are masters of genjutsu.
Even ordinary Mangekyō users cannot instantly control me.
If I were killed, the explosives would destroy the texts immediately.
Even in death, I would leave no hidden danger for the Uchiha."
Arata was deeply moved. He had never imagined that the elder would go to such lengths for the clan.
After a brief pause, Arata looked at the elder and asked,
"Elder… can you trust me?"
The elder nodded slowly.
"Though your personality is a bit slippery, your essence is sound.
If I didn't trust you, why would I tell you so much?"
Arata extended his arm, resting his hand on the elder's shoulder, and said with seriousness,
"Do not resist."
Though slightly puzzled, the elder nodded.
Arata then activated his Mangekyō Sharingan, marking a space seal inside the elder's house, and gave a nod.
His dōjutsu, Takama-ga-hara, activated.
Invisible waves of space rippled outward, and in an instant, Arata and Uchiha Ryō, the elder, vanished without warning.
On the floating island within Takama-ga-hara, they suddenly appeared.
Both felt a brief dizziness as their surroundings shifted.
The elder, taking in the unfamiliar scenery, felt the gentle breeze caress his face, his pupils constricted instinctively, and his expression revealed the shock of a worldview shattered.
Back in the elder's reception room, Arata reappeared beside him, smiling faintly. His eyes glimmered with the satisfaction of a successful prank.
The elder, still in awe, marveled at the sudden display.
Arata asked lightly,
"Elder, now you have no doubts, right? You trust that I have a safe place to store these texts?"
The elder nodded.
"I never imagined your other dōjutsu would be the rare space-type.
If it isn't safe there, nowhere in this world would be.
I trust you. Take the texts."
With that, the elder left the room while Arata patiently sipped his tea, waiting.
Time passed slowly. As he neared the bottom of the teapot, the elder finally returned, carrying two massive scrolls.
They were each larger than the sealing scroll Naruto Uzumaki had once carried.
The elder didn't place them on the table but on the floor due to their size. Pointing to the red scroll, he said:
"This contains the preserved records of our Uchiha clan.
You may read it at leisure.
The blue scroll contains all known and developed jutsu of the Uchiha.
With these two, you can rebuild the Uchiha clan from scratch."
Arata understood. The elder had prepared these for a future in which the Uchiha might be destroyed.
Without hesitation, he activated his Mangekyō Sharingan, sending both scrolls directly into Takama-ga-hara.
Still curious, he asked,
"Elder, you gave me these copies. What about when you need to use them?"
The elder smirked:
"Relax. These are backups. Every new elder copies the records upon assuming office, ensuring the successor memorizes them.
We must thank the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju.
Though he held a grudge against our clan, his Multi Shadow Clone Technique was invaluable.
Even with it, it took me nearly a year to copy everything.
The previous elder had it worse.....no clones, several years to finish. These are what he passed to me."
Arata relaxed hearing this. With matters of his dōjutsu settled, he explained to the elder his plan for the Uchiha to leave Konoha.
The elder listened patiently, then fell silent for a long while before sighing deeply:
"Alas… it has come to this. This is not only the village's fault; the Uchiha bear some responsibility too. But the clan members have suffered enough."
"Given the circumstances, the conflict between the Uchiha and Konoha has reached a point of no return.
Arata… regarding Shisui's fake death, are you confident? He is a rare talent of the Uchiha. Don't allow him to die in vain."
Arata nodded firmly:
"Elder, rest assured. Shisui is a brother I would stake my life for. If I weren't confident, I would never send him to his death."
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