Fugaku Uchiha sat in his dimly lit office, head throbbing as he reviewed the casualty reports from the battlefield.
Just then, the door slid open. Two Uchiha shinobi stumbled inside, both injured and panting.
Fugaku frowned.
"What happened?"
One of them bowed slightly, wincing.
"Clan Head… it's about Lady Mikoto."
Fugaku's headache eased for a moment as he lifted an eyebrow.
"…Mikoto?"
The second ninja spoke, irritation and confusion mixing in his voice.
"She was seen holding hands with a… civilian ninja. We told her to keep her image as the future Uchiha matriarch, but the boy snapped back—he said she has the freedom to choose who she wants to be with."
A vein throbbed in Fugaku's temple.
"She… what?"
He stood up abruptly, anger rising.
How dare she? With a civilian? At a time like this?
He took a step toward the door, ready to march out and "teach that boy a lesson"—but suddenly—
His vision dimmed.
His knees buckled.
And everything went black.
When Fugaku opened his eyes again, he wasn't in his office.He was floating in a pitch-black void, endless and cold. His heartbeat echoed unnaturally loudly.
He spun around—and froze.
Before him stood a colossal shadow, a monstrous human-sized entity holding and massive pen.
Then it spoke.
"Hello."
The voice wasn't loud, yet it vibrated through Fugaku's very bones.
He felt— instinctively— that if this entity wished it, he could be erased from existence instantly.
This was no illusion.Mikoto, the civilian boy, the clan… all of that was swept out of his thoughts.This thing commanded every corner of his fear and attention.
Fugaku trembled. "W-Who are you?"
The shadow's mouthless face stretched into a shape resembling a smile.
"I am the one who can change your destiny."
"…My destiny?"Fugaku blinked.
The figure nodded slowly.
"I was speaking with my… friends. We wondered—what would happen if you knew your future? Would you remain the same indecisive man who let his son slaughter the clan? Or would you choose to kill him yourself, to save your people?"
Fugaku's blood ran cold.
"W-What… what are you talking about…?"
The entity raised a giant pen and spoke. "Let me show you." flood of visions crashed into Fugaku's mind.Itachi's betrayal, The massacre of this clan, Sasuke painful childhood, Danzo ripping out Uchiha eyes and transplanting in his hand, Sasuke wandering the world, alone, lost an arm.
His granddaughter growing up without a father.The clan was gone and his granddaughter did not even know about its history
Each scene stabbed into Fugaku's soul.
His breath turned ragged.His eyes widened, veins bulging, tears and rage mixing.
The shadow chuckled.
"Now it is up to you. Entertain us. Also I added a few surprises to make things interesting."
Fugaku's eyes snapped open in the real world.
The clan shinobi who was going to call medical ninja stopped.
A suffocating murderous aura poured from Fugaku's body, so heavy it felt like the air itself was collapsing.
His chakra— once elite jōnin level— surged violently, climbing to Kage level in a heartbeat.
Fugaku's Sharingan spun wildly.
Blood tears rolled down his cheeks as the tomoe twisted, reshaping into a strange, brand-new Mangekyō pattern.
He gritted his teeth, every muscle shaking.
"Itachi and Danzo"
His voice cracked with hatred, anguish, and fury.
The room trembled under the weight of his killing intent, and the future of many world was going to change from this movement.