One hour before the night the Uchiha clan falls, a man stands among corpses and claims the power that will change everything.
[1 Hour Until the Night of the Massacre]
A full moon hung high in the sky.
Its pale light washed over the buildings and streets of Konohagakure, bathing the Hidden Leaf Village of the Land of Fire in silver.
Uchiha District.
Police Force Prison.
On the rooftop above the prison, blood flowed like a river.
The bodies of Uchiha Police Force members lay scattered everywhere. Blood seeped from their eye sockets—every single corpse had been stripped of its Sharingan.
At the center of the pile of bodies stood a young man.
He wore the standard shinobi uniform of the Uchiha Police Force. His black hair was short and neat, his face handsome and composed. In his hand, he held a ninja blade, his posture straight and steady despite the carnage around him.
[Side Mission: Evolve the Sharingan]
[Requirement: Absorb the ocular power of 50 pairs of Sharingan]
[Mission Complete]
[Reward: Mangekyō Ability — Eight Thousand Spears]
Uchiha Kazuki breathed heavily.
Suddenly, the three tomoe within his eyes began to spin.
The black patterns twisted and warped—then transformed into three razor-sharp blade shapes, forming a terrifying Mangekyō Sharingan.
An overwhelming surge of ocular power exploded within his mind.
The violent chakra flooded through his neural pathways like a raging waterfall, forcing its way into every nerve in his brain.
Kazuki's eyes turned bloodshot.
He inhaled deeply through both his mouth and nose.
Yet after barely ten seconds, he had already adapted to the immense mental pressure, which carried a destructive and savage aura.
The temperament around him shifted.
Something dark and sinister now clung to his presence.
At that moment, an explanation of the ability surfaced automatically in his mind.
Eight Thousand Spears:
"The Mangekyō chakra can plant a mark on a target through eye contact—ignoring distance—or through physical contact. Once marked, the user can connect to and freely control the target's mind and chakra."
Kazuki's lips curled into a faint smile.
He crouched down.
He held a large number of Sharingan in both hands and carefully placed them into a cylindrical container filled with liquid.
The crimson eyeballs piled together densely.
They pressed against the glass walls of the cylinder from every direction, forming an indescribably grotesque sight.
Then he sealed the container inside a storage scroll.
It had been one week since he transmigrated into Konoha.
With the help of the system's missions, he had finally obtained the ultimate proof of power in the shinobi world—
The Mangekyō Sharingan.
Though the ability still required testing, he now possessed the qualifications to defect from Konoha.
In the corner of the rooftop, however, there was still one living person.
Uchiha Inabi leaned against the wall, his body drenched in blood. With the remaining three-tomoe Sharingan in his left eye, he stared at the horrifying scene before him.
His voice trembled.
"Uchiha Kazuki… As one of the captains of the Police Force, you slaughtered your own clansmen just to awaken the Mangekyō! You'll never have a good ending!"
Kazuki tucked the scroll into his clothes.
After calculating the timing in his mind, he walked toward Inabi and crouched in front of him.
"The Uchiha patrol teams will arrive here in about a minute."
"I can spare some time to chat."
"Inabi."
"You reported my contact with an S-rank rogue ninja."
"Then you had me thrown into prison."
"After that, you took over all my duties in the Police Force… and finally came here to provoke me."
"That must have felt pretty satisfying, right?"
Inabi lowered his head without answering, his entire body trembling.
Tonight, he had indeed come to the prison intending to teach Kazuki a lesson using the torture tools inside the Uchiha dungeon.
Kazuki had always appeared gentle and refined.
But behind the scenes, he had secretly been communicating with rogue ninja.
As long as he wasn't tortured to death, Clan Head Fugaku wouldn't punish him.
Yet the moment Kazuki saw him—
He erupted.
Activating his three-tomoe Sharingan, he slaughtered his way out of the prison.
With a single man and a single blade, he massacred every guard stationed in the dungeon like a mad demon.
Kazuki's strength had completely exceeded Inabi's expectations.
"You're mistaken," Kazuki said calmly.
"I didn't kill them to awaken the Mangekyō."
"Under normal circumstances, even slaughtering them wouldn't have been enough to awaken it."
He paused briefly.
Then smiled again.
"Oh right."
"The reason you managed to intercept my letters to the rogue ninja…"
"I deliberately left that flaw for you."
Inabi's eyes widened.
As the pieces clicked together in his mind, his face turned deathly pale.
"The guards stationed in the dungeon tonight were all your subordinates."
"And the three patrol squads arriving shortly—their captains are Izumi, Nanpū, and Tamayū."
"I arranged their duty rotations before I was imprisoned."
Kazuki slowly stood up.
"I know your personality well enough."
"You would only dare to make a move against me if both inside and outside the prison were filled with your own people."
As the two spoke on the rooftop, nine dark figures leapt across the moonlit rooftops, rushing rapidly toward them.
"What are you doing all this for?!"
Inabi roared desperately.
He was trying to stall for time.
Waiting for the others to arrive.
Kazuki glanced briefly toward the approaching silhouettes before patting Inabi's shoulder gently—like a final farewell between old friends.
"To survive in the shinobi world."
"Don't worry."
"I don't like owing debts."
"As long as I'm alive…"
"I am the Uchiha."
"And the Uchiha will continue to exist in this world with dignity."
With that, Kazuki turned and walked to the edge of the rooftop.
He sheathed his ninja blade.
Then he spread his arms wide and fell backward into the night.
Before disappearing into the darkness, he left behind one final sentence.
"Inabi—open your remaining Sharingan wide."
"And watch carefully what's about to happen in the Uchiha district."
As he fell, Kazuki flipped midair and landed lightly in a crouch.
In the next instant—
He vanished with the Body Flicker Technique, darting through the streets toward the forest at the edge of the village.
Inabi's lips trembled weakly.
"You killed so many clansmen… and you say it's for the Uchiha…"
"You won't escape."
"Clan Head Fugaku and Itachi will never let you go…"
Whoosh—
Nine shinobi wearing Uchiha Police uniforms landed beside him one after another.
Men and women alike froze when they saw the scene.
Corpses covered the rooftop, the stairs, and the surrounding streets.
The air reeked of blood.
Most of the bodies had been killed with a single precise strike—clean, efficient, without unnecessary wounds.
For the first time, they had witnessed the Uchiha clan suffer such catastrophic losses in a single clash.
Inabi forced his remaining Sharingan to stay open.
When he saw the captains of the three patrol squads—
His heart sank completely.
They were exactly the people Kazuki had named.
Uchiha Izumi.
Uchiha Nanpū.
Uchiha Tamayū.
"What… what happened here?"
Izumi's face turned pale.
She stood frozen in place, as if she might collapse at any moment.
Her long hair reached her waist, and her beautiful eyes trembled in disbelief. Beneath her right eye sat a small tear mole.
"It was Kazuki," Inabi said weakly.
Izumi shuddered.
In her mind appeared the image of the man who had once guided her growth—the gentle captain who always wore a warm smile.
"How could that be…?"
"How could Captain Kazuki kill so many of his own clansmen?!"
Tamayū's veins bulged.
He grabbed Inabi by the collar, drew his blade, and pressed it against his throat.
"Explain yourself!"
Though his face looked childish, his rage made him resemble a beast ready to devour prey.
Inabi stared back coldly.
After a moment of silence—
Tamayū declared firmly:
"Even if Captain Kazuki killed them…"
"Then he must have been freeing them from suffering!"
Inabi sneered weakly.
"As expected of the lunatic Kazuki dragged out of the psychiatric ward."
"Even if he killed your parents, you'd still defend him, wouldn't you?"
"Captain Kazuki doesn't like killing people!"
Inabi: "???"
Only then did he remember—
Tamayū's parents were already dead.
Everyone froze awkwardly.
At that moment, another figure rushed forward and shoved Tamayū aside.
It was Uchiha Nanpū, the bespectacled captain.
"Enough!"
Tamayū was about to explode in anger, but Izumi stopped him.
Nanpū had never served under Kazuki like the others.
He turned toward Inabi.
"Where did Uchiha Kazuki go?"
Inabi raised a trembling finger and pointed toward the forest at the edge of the village.
"After him!" Nanpū ordered coldly.
Before he could even move, Tamayū had already used the Body Flicker Technique and rushed ahead with two teammates.
No matter what had happened, as the patrol squad on duty tonight, they had the responsibility to pursue the killer.
Izumi and Nanpū exchanged a glance before following with their own squads.
None of them understood Kazuki's true objective.
Confusion, anger, and doubt filled their hearts as nine figures raced across the rooftops under the moonlight and entered the forest.
Suddenly—
Birds exploded into the air from the trees.
The nine shinobi halted instantly.
A chilling killing intent surged from ahead.
They held their breath and drew their ninja blades.
Moonlight filtered through the leaves and fell upon the forest floor.
From the scattered light, a familiar figure stepped forward.
Straight posture.
Calm steps.
Kazuki slowly raised his head.
His blade-shaped Mangekyō Sharingan spun within his eyes.
"Everyone."
"It's been a while."
"We can catch up later."
"But for now…"
A faint smile appeared on his lips.
"Help me test the power of my Mangekyō."
The pattern in his eyes rotated slowly.
"Eight Thousand Spears—!!"
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