Evening, Konoha, Uchiha Clan District.
A black shadow soundlessly crossed the Uchiha security periter, landing on a large tree at the edge of a specialized training ground.
It was Sora, controlling the White Tiger clone.
He wore a ferocious tiger-patterned mask and a black cloak, his aura restrained.
Not long after, a familiar figure walked onto the training ground, filled with resentnt.
It was Uchiha Kenta.
"Fire Release, Great Fireball Technique!"
Boom!
A scorching fireball shot out, blasting a distant target black, but Uchiha Kenta’s face showed no joy.
"Not enough! Still not enough! At this level, how could I ever surpass that monster Uchiha Takumi!"
He growled lowly, fists clenched.
"It’s all because of that Sora... and those damn higher-ups..."
From the treetop, Sora watched all of this coldly.
Uchiha Kenta’s emotions had brewed sufficiently. Sora knew it was ti to appear.
He shifted and stood at the edge of the training ground.
The sudden appearance of the black shadow startled Uchiha Kenta. His three-tomoe Sharingan locked onto Sora, and he shouted sharply.
"Who?! Who dares trespass into the Uchiha Clan District!"
He was inwardly shocked and suspicious. For the other party to infiltrate here without a sound, their strength was definitely not to be underestimated. Moreover, that mask and attire did not look like soone from Konoha.
Sora deliberately altered his voice, making it sound low and hoarse, with a hint of mystery.
"A traveler seeking a partner."
"Partner?"
Uchiha Kenta frowned deeply. His Sharingan rotated slowly, trying to see through the other’s true state, but the other’s aura was like an abyss, difficult to probe.
"Who exactly are you? What organization?"
"Akatsuki."
Sora slowly uttered this na, terrifying in the original tiline, then added.
"Of course, I am currently only a peripheral mber, striving to find a suitable official mber partner."
"Akatsuki?"
Uchiha Kenta searched his mory, confirming he had never heard this na. He scoffed.
"What random organization? Never heard of it! I have no interest in being anyone’s partner either. Get out of Uchiha territory!"
In his view, this nonsensical organization was utterly unworthy of the noble Uchiha.
Sora was not surprised by his reaction. The Akatsuki organization had little presence outside the Land of Rain at this ti.
"No need to refuse so hastily. Akatsuki can give you the power you want, power that surpasses your current limits."
"Power?"
Uchiha Kenta’s eyes flickered, but he remained disdainful. "What power can you give ? Can it make surpass Uchiha Takumi?"
"Uchiha Takumi?"
Sora chuckled lightly. "Have you heard of the Mangekyō Sharingan?"
"Mangekyō... Sharingan?"
Uchiha Kenta was stunned. He vaguely rembered seeing this term in so extrely ancient scroll corners of the clan, but its specific aning had long been vague. It seed to be a legendary higher-level ocular technique.
"What is that?"
"It is the true power of the Uchiha, above the three-tomoe."
Sora said calmly. "Insight, hypnosis, manipulation... each Mangekyō possesses unique, powerful ocular techniques. They control all things in creation, burn everything to ashes, even... manipulate ti and space, reverse life and death!"
As Sora described it, Uchiha Kenta’s breathing involuntarily quickened.
Above the three-tomoe?
Unique, powerful ocular techniques?
Manipulate ti and space?
Reverse life and death?
This... Could this really be a realm the Sharingan could reach?
If... if he could awaken these eyes...
What would Uchiha Takumi matter then?
Who in the entire Uchiha clan, or even the Konoha higher-ups, would dare look down on him?
The imnse temptation was like poison, instantly eroding his reason.
But his remaining wariness made him forcibly suppress his excitent, staring fixedly at Sora.
"Why should I believe you? Moreover, even if these eyes truly exist, how can you guarantee I can awaken them?"
"To believe or not is up to you."
Sora spread his hands. "As for proof..."
Before his words fell, his figure suddenly blurred!
The next mont, an extrely sharp aura erupted with him as the center!
Hum!
Pure Wind Release chakra instantly condensed, transforming into countless visible cyan wind blades, swirling around him!
The training ground’s surface was carved with countless fine marks by the escaping wind blades.
Imdiately after, Sora raised his hand and pressed down in the air.
Screech, screech, screech!
Accompanied by a piercing tal-grinding sound, the abandoned training iron posts at the edge of the training ground twisted and deford violently, as if ravaged by an invisible giant force, ultimately turning into a pile of scrap iron!
Wind Release and Magnet Release!
Although it was only a small demonstration, the instantaneous burst of chakra control and the display of a bloodline limit made Uchiha Kenta’s pupils constrict sharply.
This was definitely not strength an ordinary Jonin could possess!
It was even stronger than many elite Jonin he had seen!
This guy who self-proclaid himself an "Akatsuki peripheral mber" really had substance!
Sora withdrew his aura, as if everything just now was an illusion.
"Now, do I have the qualification to cooperate?"
Uchiha Kenta fell silent.
He struggled inwardly. His thirst for power ultimately overwheld his fear of the unknown.
"...Fine! I agree to cooperate with you temporarily!"
He raised his head, his three-tomoe Sharingan gleaming.
"But I need to confirm if your strength truly matches your big talk!"
"Tomorrow noon, twenty miles south outside the village, I’ll wait for you there! If you can satisfy , then we’ll talk about the follow-up!"
He was still not at ease after all, wanting to personally verify Sora’s strength.
Sora understood in his heart, knowing this was a necessary step.
"Fine."
He agreed readily, his figure retreating away. "At that ti, I will let you witness what true power is."
Uchiha Kenta stood in place, looking complexly in the direction Sora disappeared.
Mangekyō Sharingan... Akatsuki organization...
All this ca too suddenly, like a dream.
But he could feel that this might be his only chance to change his fate!
As for why he was set his sights on?
For power, he didn’t care!
He took a deep breath, forcibly calming his agitated emotions, and turned to walk towards ho.
...
"Onii-chan, why is training so late today? Are you okay?"
"Mm."
Uchiha Kenta saw his younger sister, his tone softening a bit. "I’m fine, Yami. Tomorrow I have to go out on a long-term mission. I might not be back for a while."
"Long-term mission?"
Yami was slightly taken aback, sowhat worried. "Is it dangerous?"
"Don’t worry. Your big brother is very strong."
Uchiha Kenta patted his chest. "What about you? Don’t you have a mission tomorrow too? Be careful."
"Mm! I know!"
Yami nodded vigorously, walking up to give Uchiha Kenta a light hug, whispering a reminder. "Onii-chan, you be careful too. You must co back safely."
"Don’t worry."
Uchiha Kenta felt his sister’s concern, a trickle of warmth flowing through his heart, but it was soon subrged by his thirst for power.
To beco stronger, to protect his sister, to no longer be looked down upon, he had to seize this chance!
In the shadows, Sora watched all of this coldly.
He had already prepared corresponding plans for the Uchiha Kenta siblings in his heart. Mirror Flower, Water Moon!
To weave a false world filled with despair and hope for the Uchiha Kenta siblings, like flowers in a mirror, the moon in water.
To guide them to bloom those forbidden eyes amidst extre emotional fluctuations.
---
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
Like the story? Read 120 Chapters ahead!
patreon/atolectron
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
Reviews
All reviews (0)