Kai shook his head. "It's nothing. Just… keep a closer watch on the Uchiha clan for now."
"Understood." The Third Hokage nodded. "I'll assign three ANBU squads to monitor them. If there's any sign of trouble, you'll know immediately."
…
Uchiha clan compound, secret chamber.
In the dimly lit room, two figures sat facing each other.
"Clan Leader Fugaku, is the Uchiha clan ready?" croaked an old, raspy voice.
Uchiha Fugaku stared at the man before him, the Sharingan in his eyes slowly spinning—until, at last, they morphed into the Mangekyō Sharingan. "I've given you everything you asked for. Don't forget our deal: after Mitarashi Kai is gone, the Hokage's seat belongs to the Uchiha… Shimura… Danzo."
Sitting across from him was none other than Shimura Danzo, resurrected by Orochimaru's Edo Tensei.
Danzo's cracked face was half-bandaged, a single eye gleaming with malice as he forced a twisted smile. "Don't worry, Clan Leader Fugaku. I always keep my promises. Tonight, we move."
Fugaku nodded, oblivious to the flicker of greedy cold light in Danzo's eyes.
Then again, even if he'd noticed, Fugaku wouldn't have cared. The power of the Mangekyō Sharingan had given him boundless confidence.
…
Night fell.
Mitarashi residence.
Kai lounged idly in his home, when suddenly his expression sharpened, all trace of laziness vanishing. Instantly, his Kagura Mind's Eye expanded to its fullest.
"Uchiha clan shinobi, huh? Interesting. They actually dare to come for me. And…" A flash of shock crossed Kai's eyes, quickly hardening into a cold glint. "Shimura Danzo! He's still alive?! Edo Tensei… must be Orochimaru's work."
Within moments, the entire Mitarashi estate was surrounded by Uchiha shinobi.
Fire Release: Great Fireball Jutsu! Fire Release: Dragon Flame Jutsu! Fire Release: Phoenix Sage Fire Jutsu! Fire Release: Great Flame Flower!
A barrage of Uchiha signature fire jutsu rained down, engulfing the compound in a raging inferno.
Danzo and Fugaku stood side by side, watching the flames from afar, both wearing solemn expressions. Neither believed for a second that Mitarashi Kai would fall to mere fire jutsu.
Water Release: Water Dragon Biting Explosion!
Countless water dragons erupted from the earth, tearing through the firestorm. In a blink, the flames were doused, but the Mitarashi house was reduced to smoldering ruins.
Kai's figure slowly rose from the rubble, hovering in midair, his silhouette etched against the moonlight—like a god descending to earth.
He fixed his gaze on Danzo, his voice icy. "Danzo. I didn't expect you to still be alive. Edo Tensei? Orochimaru's handiwork, I presume."
Then he turned to Fugaku, a hint of curiosity in his tone. "Uchiha Fugaku, did Danzo really give you that much courage? You actually think you can stand against me? I'm genuinely curious."
"Hmph!" Fugaku snorted. His three-tomoe Sharingan spun, merging until the Mangekyō Sharingan bloomed in his eyes.
"Oh? Mangekyō Sharingan?" Kai's tone lifted, then settled into indifference. "Did you awaken it during the Third Great Ninja War?"
He remembered now—Fugaku had indeed unlocked the Mangekyō. As for what ocular powers he possessed, Kai didn't know—and didn't much care.
"How do you know when I awakened it?!" For a moment, fear flashed in Fugaku's eyes. But bolstered by his Mangekyō abilities, his face twisted with newfound ferocity. "It doesn't matter! Mitarashi Kai, you die here tonight!"
A trickle of crimson blood slid from the corner of Fugaku's right eye.
The Mangekyō's power—activate!
Suddenly, Kai felt the world lurch. Everything around him turned blood-red. He was bound to a cross, immobilized.
Countless images of Uchiha Fugaku materialized before him.
All the Fugakus spoke at once: "Welcome to my world—Tsukuyomi! In this space, time, matter, and reality itself are mine to command. Mitarashi Kai! No matter how strong you are, no matter how many jutsu you've mastered, all your power is meaningless before Tsukuyomi!"
"Tsukuyomi, huh?" Bound to the cross, Kai showed not a hint of panic—only a spark of interest. "Not bad. Let's see what you've got."
Seeing Kai's calm, Fugaku grew agitated, his voice sharp. "Mitarashi Kai, I'll show you what it means to be torn apart, piece by piece!"
A razor-sharp blade materialized, slicing toward Kai's face under Fugaku's control.
But just an inch from his skin, the blade froze—suspended in midair, unmoving.
Fugaku's arrogance crumbled into horror. "Impossible! This is my world—how can you…?!"
His face contorted, and he screamed, "Die, Mitarashi Kai!"
Countless kunai appeared in the blood-red void, swarming toward Kai—only to halt abruptly, clattering harmlessly to the ground.
The ropes binding Kai to the cross snapped. He stepped off the blood-soaked earth, advancing on Fugaku.
Seeing Kai approach, Fugaku's face twisted in panic. He stumbled backward, fear rising in his eyes.
Kai tilted his head, voice casual. "Let me guess—right eye, Tsukuyomi. Left eye, Amaterasu? Do you have Susanoo as well? Or haven't you mastered it yet?"
"You… how do you know?!" For the first time, true terror showed on Fugaku's face.
"So it's true. The Sharingan's ocular powers are hereditary." Kai mused, realization dawning. Both Itachi and Sasuke had Amaterasu—it wasn't hard to guess their father did too. He just hadn't expected Fugaku and Itachi's abilities to be identical.
After a moment's thought, Kai focused his will on Fugaku.
"From now on, this world answers to me."
As his words fell, the blood-red space began to tremble. The ground shifted from crimson to azure, the sky turned gold—and Kai's eyes blazed with the dual colors of the Tenseigan.
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