Arata stared blankly at the clan emblem carved into the wall.....a pattern that looked oddly like a giant ping-pong paddle.
The familiar red-and-white fan of the Uchiha clan always made his thoughts wander.
Three years had passed since he arrived in this world.
Never in his life did Arata imagine he'd actually transmigrate...let alone into the world of Naruto, and of all places, into the Uchiha clan itself.
But seriously… couldn't fate have sent him back a little earlier? Why drop him right into the years leading up to Itachi's massacre?
That timing alone was enough to make his scalp go numb.
Sure, he was a few years older than Itachi, but he didn't have even half of Itachi's or Shisui's combat talent.
Being a ninja required true genius. Though Arata had managed to awaken his Sharingan to the level of three tomoe.....thanks to foresight from his past life and the spiritual strength granted by transmigration.....it still wasn't enough.
With his eyes, he'd gained the title of "Copy Eye of the Uchiha," striking fear into enemies and earning a small reputation.
But talent… talent was something that couldn't be copied.
Look at people like Minato Namikaze....no bloodline, no clan, yet he dominated an entire generation of Konoha shinobi with just the Flying Thunder God Technique and became Hokage.
Or Itachi.....sure, he had the Mangekyō Sharingan, but what truly made him terrifying wasn't the eyes; it was his intelligence.
The Mangekyō merely added polish to an already perfect diamond.
Just think about it.....Itachi had used those eyes for years without going blind, even after his battle with Sasuke.
Meanwhile, Sasuke's Mangekyō nearly blinded him after a short time, forcing him to transplant his brother's eyes to awaken the Eternal Mangekyō.
Right now, Arata was older than Itachi and had reached the same level.....three tomoe....but even so, during spars, he could never gain the upper hand.
And this was despite awakening the three-tomoe Sharingan a full year earlier than Itachi.
With a stronger body and more experience, the best he could manage was a draw.
Once Itachi awakened his Mangekyō, Arata knew a single glance would be enough to crush him.
Sasuke would soon enter the ninja academy, which meant Shisui's death and the Uchiha massacre weren't far off. His time was running out.
Just as these grim thoughts filled his head, a mechanical voice suddenly echoed in his mind:
Due to the host's proficient control of the Sharingan, the Sharingan Upgrade System has been activated."
The sudden voice startled him so much that he jumped to his feet.
"An illusion? No… that's impossible." He steadied his breathing, analyzing calmly. "Even within the Uchiha, my spiritual power is considered exceptional.
Even if it were a Mangekyō illusion, I'd at least be able to sense something off.
And it's not the Yamanaka clan.....they don't have this kind of ability."
Then realization hit him.
"So… this must be it. My golden finger has finally arrived!"
Taking a deep breath, Arata closed his eyes and whispered in his mind, "Open system."
After fumbling around for quite some time, he finally understood how it worked.
The system had only one purpose....to help him evolve his Sharingan.
The process was surprisingly simple: Copy and Learn.
Copying was straightforward...replicating a technique seen through his eyes.
Learning, however, went a step further: not just duplicating, but understanding,
digesting, and ultimately making the ability truly his own.....fuel to push his Sharingan to the next stage.
At his current level, his Sharingan was already strong enough to begin learning the unique techniques of the Mangekyō Sharingan.
Arata touched his eyes, a grin tugging at his lips. The timing of this "golden finger" couldn't have been better.
Originally, he had planned to run away before Itachi's massacre.....maybe save a few close clan members in secret, but nothing more.
Making noise would've only drawn the attention of Obito, Hiruzen, or, worse, Danzo.
But now?
If his system was truly this powerful, then even if things got loud… he might still survive.
He closed the system panel and frowned slightly, deep in thought.
The next step was to decide.....whose ocular technique should he learn first?
With his current Sharingan strength, he could copy up to two Mangekyō techniques....one per eye.
But there weren't many Mangekyō users alive right now.
By his calculation, Shisui's Mangekyō should already have awakened, while Itachi's would appear only after Shisui's death.
There were also Fugaku's eyes.....hidden even in death...obito's pair, and Kakashi's single Sharingan.
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