Konoha: The Night of the Clan Massacre, I Transmigrated into Two Pirates

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Leaf.

Uchiha clan.

Inside a house filled with blood.

"Why...?"

A clansman with three tomoe marks gripped the blade at his chest and asked with difficulty.

laugh!

Without hesitation, Itachi Uchiha drew his sword, and with a sharp slash, tore the heart of his clansman to shreds.

"You clearly... have the power to save everyone..." The clansman stared at Itachi Uchiha's Mangekyou Sharingan as he slowly collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with anger and confusion.

Uchiha Itachi watched as he stopped breathing.

He slowly began to speak: "I am saving everyone, but... by 'everyone,' I mean this village."

Having said that, he turned and left.

He returned to the street and glanced back at the house.

From top to bottom, the entire family of seven died at his hands.

The youngest of them is only one year old and has just learned to speak.

"Feel sorry……"

A flicker of sorrow crossed Itachi's eyes, but his expression quickly hardened again: "But this is for Konoha, for peace!"

"The biggest destabilizing factor for the Uchiha clan."

"If we eliminate the Uchiha clan, Konoha will enjoy lasting peace."

He took a deep breath, dispelling all the reluctance and pity in his heart.

For the peace of the village.

He has already come to the realization that he will kill even his family members without hesitation!

"The next one is Uchiha Mato, a retired Jonin."

Uchiha Itachi strode indifferently toward the next household.

And the owner of that house.

He was already standing at the door, a withered hand tightly gripping a ninja sword.

"Why bother, Uncle Shindou..." Itachi Uchiha looked at the other man and sighed, "You're too old, you don't even have enough chakra for a single technique."

"Why struggle?"

"Why don't you just leave quietly and let me see you off?"

In front.

The elderly Uchiha Masato chuckled, his eyes filled with disdain and mockery: "The Uchiha would rather die standing than cower in fear."

"Really..." Itachi Uchiha shook his head, his eyes turning cold.

It was this pointless persistence that led the Uchiha clan to their current predicament.

Why don't you understand?

Following the guidance of three generations of elders and actively integrating into the village is the right path!

"Then let me use these eyes to send you on your way," Itachi Uchiha said coldly, his Mangekyou Sharingan unleashing a torrent of ocular power.

……

Deep within the clan's territory.

At the home of the current clan head, Uchiha Fugaku.

"here we go……"

Fugaku stood in the courtyard, his expression grief-stricken, his voice trembling: "The Third Hokage has finally made up his mind to annihilate the Uchiha!"

"Darling," Mikoto said sadly, hugging Fugaku from behind.

"well……"

Fugaku sighed deeply, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He still remembers how spirited and ambitious he was when he took over as clan leader.

To reorganize the family, cultivate the next generation, and resolve conflicts.

Under his management.

The Uchiha's situation improved significantly, almost returning to the time when Uchiha Kagami was still alive.

But an accident happened.

The Nine-Tails was released, and the Fourth Hokage sacrificed himself.

This unexpected turn of events directly destroyed decades of Fugaku's business.

Minato Namikaze was a rare Hokage who did not discriminate against the Uchiha clan and even took Obito Uchiha as his disciple.

Although Obito is dead, his eyes are still on another disciple, Kakashi.

This relationship, like a river, is long-lasting and will never end.

At that time.

Fugaku could almost foresee the glorious future of the Uchiha clan, who would fully integrate into Konoha and compete for the next Hokage position.

In the end, his dream shattered.

To this day, he still doesn't know who the mastermind behind the Nine-Tailed Night is.

"Power..."

Fugaku clenched his fist so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He was extremely unwilling.

If he possessed great power and the Mangekyou Sharingan, perhaps he could change the outcome of the Nine-Tails Night.

That would have prevented the situation from collapsing to its current state.

(Note: Fugaku here is based on the manga setting and does not have the Mangekyou Sharingan.)

But things have come to this point.

It's all over now.

"It's tough on Itachi and Sasuke." Fugaku loosened his fists weakly, turned around and hugged Mikoto.

"Sasuke, that child..." Mikoto burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

She could imagine a terrible future for her two children.

But at least they're alive.

The other members of the tribe were destined not to survive the night.

"Don't worry, the Third Hokage will take good care of Sasuke," Fugaku said, gently patting his wife's back.

This is a tacit understanding between him and the higher-ups.

As a dove who has always been committed to integrating into Konoha, his past efforts have always been seen.

Even the eldest son, who was exceptionally talented, was sent to the Dark Guard and received education from three generations.

This was his desperate gamble in the face of adversity.

It still failed.

As a former "friend," he can at least receive some respect and care.

That is.

His second son, Sasuke, was able to survive as a seed for the new Uchiha clan.

"Sasuke, you must live well," Mikoto said, weeping.

Fugaku nodded vigorously and assured him, "Yes, Sasuke will live well. Many people will always be watching over him."

It's not that I believe in the three generations.

Instead, they believe in self-interest!

The Sharingan of the Uchiha clan is a top-tier bloodline limit in the ninja world, and they were also one of the founders of the village.

Both logically and emotionally.

The higher-ups will not allow this force to be cut off.

……

……

At the same time.

In the Hokage's office.

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, the two elderly people calmly gazed in the direction of the Uchiha clan, their faces displaying an air of complete composure.

"It has already begun," the Third Hokage said softly.

"yes."

Danzo nodded, his eyes gleaming with eagerness.

Damn it, the Uchiha clan has finally been wiped out.

He finally managed to acquire a large number of Sharingan eyes, which he had been longing for, and was able to conduct his research to his heart's content.

Thinking about this...

Danzo touched his right arm without making a sound.

He transplanted wood-element cells into this arm, but the fusion process has been unsuccessful.

Orochimaru presented a plan.

Use the restrained Yin Release power to suppress the overactive Wood Release.

The Sharingan is naturally the most suitable for this kind of restrained Yin Release power, given that the Uchiha and Senju clans have been fighting for over a thousand years.

Now the Senju have fallen, and the Uchiha have been wiped out.

Let the fighting continue for thousands of years within his arms.

hum...

Danzo's lips curled up, and he hummed softly to himself.

next to.

The Third Hokage glanced at him discreetly and shook his head slightly.

My old friend is good in every way, except that he is too greedy and doesn't know how to control himself.

Those dark thoughts were practically written all over his face.

However...

The Third Hokage chuckled inwardly.

It is precisely because of its obvious flaws that it is an easy knife to control, which he has kept firmly in his hands for decades.

Thinking like that.

The Third Hokage gazed leisurely in the direction of the Uchiha clan's territory, thinking to himself:

"Itachi is a fine sword too."

……

……

At the same time.

In the Uchiha clan, Junichi's home.

A tall, muscular man, as agile as a leopard, appeared out of nowhere.

The man slowly opened his eyes, looked at the familiar living room, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "I'm back."