The moonlight grew thinner by the minute, and the first hint of dawn began to creep up from the east.
Watching Kakashi drown in guilt, Ren couldn't help sighing again—
Talk-no-jutsu was really the most broken technique of all.
Of course, the reason a few lines could shove Kakashi into this awkward pit…
Was because Ren had the advantage of having watched canon.
That was basically standing on a giant's shoulders while looking down at the shinobi world—
A true "giant's perspective."
Not long after, the prompt in front of Ren refreshed.
Cooldown over.
Copy traits—begin!
[After talking with "Fifty-Fifty"… Hatake Kakashi for ten minutes, attempting to copy trait.]
[Current copyable traits: Weak Constitution (Black), Kamui · Left Eye (Gold), Sharingan · Fragment (Purple), Fire Release Mastery (Blue), Water Release Mastery (Blue), Lightning Release Mastery (Blue), Earth Release Mastery (Blue), Taijutsu Mastery (Blue), Genjutsu Mastery (Blue), Thousand Years of Death (Black)…]
[Copy failed.]
"Failed again?"
Ren nodded, not surprised.
His success rate had been stuck at ten percent for far too long.
And aside from that early burst of absurd luck, he'd learned the true meaning of:
10% ≈ never.
Still, he didn't get annoyed.
His eyes drifted toward one thing—
Kamui.
Last time they'd met, that trait hadn't been there.
Now it was.
"Did someone finally realize how overpowered it is and patch Kakashi?"
"Or did that bastard Obito sneak back to Konoha again, and the two eyes 'resonated'?"
Ren mulled it over, then suddenly said to Kakashi,
"Senpai Kakashi. Wanna fight?"
"Hm?"
Kakashi blinked, then waved lazily.
"Nope. I surrender."
Right now, he had no interest in fighting at all.
His mind was filled with only one question—
How could he change things?
"Whether you fight or not isn't up to—"
Ren didn't care. He was about to force the issue—
When the next prompt made him freeze.
[Ding. Defeated Hatake Kakashi. Attempting to copy trait.]
[Copy successful. Congratulations, host, you have obtained Legendary Trait — Kamui · Left Eye (Gold).]
[Kamui · Left Eye (Gold): Forcefully twists targets within your line of sight into an alternate dimension; also allows you to transport yourself into and out of that dimension. The larger and stronger the target, the more chakra it consumes. Minimum cost: 10,000 chakra.]
Ren stared at the prompt and went blank for two full seconds.
Then it hit him.
Kamui!
And it was Kakashi's Kamui—
Not Obito's, which was basically useless to Ren.
As long as his ocular power was sufficient, he could even warp off something ridiculous from extreme range—
Like the arm of the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path.
A shimmer flickered through Ren's eyes, and a smile spread from the bottom of his gaze.
"After all this time… I finally have a real offensive tool."
Honestly, whether it was Light's Golden Body or Weak Presence, even Flying Thunder God—
The mechanisms were amazing.
But the numbers were lacking.
Yes.
Damage numbers.
Mechanics vs. numbers—what mattered more?
That depended.
But if you had no numbers, sure, you could still get by early game with kunai and shuriken.
But late game?
In a shinobi world where people were casually summoning kaiju-sized Susanoo…
What was he supposed to do?
Flying Thunder God behind a Susanoo and poke it in the heart with a kunai?
That wasn't killing a giant.
That was tightening screws on a mech.
That was exactly why, despite having escape tools maxed out, Ren had still been lying at home sunbathing like a professional slacker—building chakra.
With enough chakra, even a Great Fireball could kill.
As for Kamui's minimum cost—10,000 chakra…
"Kakashi can probably fire it twice in a row. Any more than that and he's squeezing himself dry."
"So elite jōnin Kakashi is… maybe twenty to thirty thousand chakra total?"
"Which means my chakra is about seventy to eighty Kakashis."
Ren's eyes brightened.
Finally, he had a clear frame of reference for chakra volume.
It couldn't be helped—Kakashi was simply the most convenient measuring unit.
"And Kakashi once said Naruto's chakra is worth hundreds of him…"
"So Naruto's chakra is around two to three million?"
"If that's the case… my 1.8 million is already close to an adult Uzumaki."
With that thought, Ren walked up to Kakashi, who was still leaning against the tree.
He reached out to pat his shoulder—
But… he was only seven or eight years old.
Even if he was tall for his age…
Against Long-Legs Kakashi, he just didn't reach.
After a brief hesitation, Ren planted a foot on the nearby trunk.
Step.
Step.
Step.
He walked up the tree a few paces, then reached out and patted Kakashi on the head instead, wearing an expression of pure pity.
"Sigh. Poor Fifty-Fifty."
"See you next week."
Then he turned and left.
He couldn't wait to test Kamui's power.
Behind him, Kakashi stayed rooted in place.
He looked up… looked down… turned… replayed the motion in his head…
And finally frowned.
"…Why do I suddenly feel like I just got insulted?"
"Hmph."
"If all Uchiha were like you… maybe Konoha really would stabilize."
If Ren had heard that, he would've laughed himself sick.
All Uchiha were like him?
Then the Five Great Nations would be unified into one.
A bright red star over the whole shinobi world.
…
Splash.
Splash-splash.
By the Naka River.
A young figure approached.
Ren stared at the riverbank and drew in a deep breath.
In front of him, Kamui's trait pulsed with light.
And then he looked at his chakra—
Over 1.8 million.
He inhaled again.
The next second, his three-tomoe Sharingan surfaced silently and began spinning faster.
Inside his pupils, the tomoe linked into the "666" pattern.
At first glance it still looked like a three-tomoe Sharingan—
Only the center felt larger and heavier.
Then an odd ripple spread from both of his eyes.
Mysterious.
Powerful.
Unstoppable.
Absolute spatial force erupted in front of him!
Whoosh!
A human-sized vortex twisted into existence above the river's surface.
Not tall—
But placed perfectly right over the water.
Rushhh!
The Naka River continued flowing, unaffected in the larger sense.
Only the section in the middle—
Quietly vanished.
"So that's the Kamui dimension…"
Staring at the swirling void, Ren felt sudden understanding bloom in his chest.
As long as he wanted, he could teleport himself in at any moment.
"The question is… how long can it stay open?"
He murmured, then narrowed his eyes and exerted more force.
Kakashi used one eye—
But he wasn't Kakashi.
Two left eyes' worth of Kamui.
Full power.
Rush—rush—ROAR!
His chakra began plummeting instantly—around fifty thousand per second.
But the results were just as insane.
The river visibly shrank.
Thirty seconds later, the river that had cut through this land for centuries…
Had its bed fully exposed.
…
Same dawn, different destinies.
"So, what's your decision, Itachi?"
"Do you want to join my organization and seek true light together?"
"It's you again?!"
In the Uchiha back hills, Itachi suddenly stopped and stared toward the distance.
A masked man sat atop a boulder.
The next instant, Itachi flicked his wrist and threw three shuriken.
Whish—whish—whish!
The masked man let out a hoarse, amused chuckle.
"Useless, Itachi. Attacks like that can't even touch my body."
"Since you don't believe me, then—let me show you what real power is!"
In the next moment, the man's exposed right eye tightened—
Kamui!
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