The moment I open my eyes, everything has changed.
The endless void of darkness is gone.
Now, I find myself in a small, abandoned room. A broken closet tilts against a wall, and a desk lies buried under scattered papers and dusty, empty bottles. The air reeks of mildew and decay, yet beneath it, I can sense something else — the pulse of this new world.
I swing my legs off the bed and glance down at my hands. Smooth. Unscarred. Youthful. No callouses, no signs of the battles I've endured, nothing to betray the weight of my past.
A shard of broken mirror leans against the seat. I pick it up and stare.
Long, untamed black hair frames a sharp, regal face. Dark, piercing eyes burn with a depth both unfamiliar and intoxicating.
No ordinary human could carry such presence. This is the most legendary shinobi of the Hidden Leaf Village, the ghost of the Uchiha clan…
Madara Uchiha.
I clench my fists, and raw power courses through me, every muscle humming with strength.
"So… this is the strength of the man who once stood toe-to-toe with the god of shinobi," I murmur, a faint smile tugging at my lips.
Raising a hand, I murmur again, "Status."
A blue light bursts to life in front of me.
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[Status Window Opened]
Name: Damian Wayne (Madara Uchiha)
Age: 17
Strength: ████
Agility: ████
Endurance: ████
Intelligence: ████
Perception: ████
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>[Inventory]
• Kunai (Infinite)
• Shuriken (Infinite)
• Steel Wire (Infinite)
• Soldier Pills (Infinite)
• Smoke Bomb (Infinite)
• Paper Bomb (Infinite)
• Gunbai (War Fan)
• Scythe (Sickle Weapon)
• Katana (Kasunagi Sword)
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> [Abilities]
👁️🗨️ Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan (Enhanced) – Heightens perception, reflexes, and combat prediction; allows rapid analysis of opponents and near-perfect memory recall.
Side Effects —(Eradicated) The threats of vision loss and physical strain have been completely eliminated through perfected ocular evolution.
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[Special Item]
💉 NRC-13 – Neuroviral Reversal Compound
Reverses WVS-Z neurological damage, restoring motor control, cognition, and normal bodily functions.
Introduces a self-sustaining antiviral to prevent infection or transformation after death or a bite.
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📦 [STORAGE BoX: UNLIMITED]
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Capacity : (Infinite)
Compression : Quantum Space Fold
Access Speed : Instant
Durability : Indestructible
Side Effects : None
Status : Online
Description : Dimensional storage system capable of holding limitless items, unaffected by weight or time.
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I close the status screen and run a hand over my face, a faint smirk tugging at my lips.
"What a gift, Anubis… I'll make good use of it," I whisper. "Thank you."
I slap my cheeks to clear the lingering thoughts.
"Alright… first things first—figure out where I am, then scavenge for food, water, and weapons."
The search begins. I tear through drawers, cupboards, under the bed—anywhere something might be stashed. My efforts pay off: a couple of protein bars, some canned food, three gallons of water, a kitchen knife, and an old flashlight.
"Not bad for a first sweep," I mutter, stuffing the supplies into my storage box.
As I'm about to leave, I spot a battered diary wedged between the bedframe and the wall. Flipping through it, I learn the previous occupant was here when the outbreak began—Atlanta, one week since it started.
I pause, weighing my options. My first thought is to head for the hospital and check on Rick… but he's probably still in a coma. Instead, I plan to clear this building, scavenge supplies, and maybe find anyone still trapped inside.
I gear up, swapping my red Uchiha battle armor for casual black clan clothes—less intimidating for survivors and less likely to make me look like a deranged cosplayer. I sling the Kusanagi sword across my back, take a deep breath, and press my ear against the door—guttural growls seep through the wood.
"One… two… three… four… no—forty-four of them," I count under my breath.
I ease the door open. My arm snaps out—six shuriken whistle through the air, burying themselves in rotting skulls. Before the first bodies hit the ground, another eight follow, felling more walkers in their tracks. Efficient. Fast. Methodical. I cut them down one by one.
The last walker remains, barely moving—a rotting crawler, half its body gone. I yank a kunai from a corpse's skull, flip it in my hand, and drive it clean through the crawler's head. Silence follows.
One by one, I retrieve my kunai. Then I begin knocking on doors, calling out to see if any survivors remain. Nothing answers me but more growls.
I sigh and start clearing each room, scavenging whatever supplies I can find.
Half an hour later, the entire building is silent—too silent. No survivors. No leads. Just empty halls and corpses staring back at me.
Then—
BOoM!!
A deafening explosion rips through the air, shaking the floor beneath my feet.
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🔍Did you know?
Madara Uchiha co-founded the Hidden Leaf Village with Hashirama Senju to unite warring clans and bring peace to the ninja world.
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