Naruto Immersive Replay, The Curse of the Sharingan

He no longer tried to break free, nor did he exude such intense hostility.

You sense the subtle changes in Sai's emotions, knowing that he has temporarily lowered his sharp defenses. Looking at the children laughing and running across the square ahead, you think, "The dead will return one day."

Sai suddenly looked up, grabbing your hand as you tried to pull it back. His voice trembled with extreme excitement and disbelief. "What do you mean? Explain yourself!"

You struggled, slowly breaking free from Sai's grasp, stood up, and looked down at him.

"If you can stay in the ninja academy like a normal person until graduation, I will tell you on my own initiative."

Sai sat alone under the tree, clutching the picture book that held all the warmth of the past, his mind echoing with your words, which sounded like divine revelation.

Uchiha Sasuke sat upright in the chair, his back ramrod straight, as was his usual posture.

His eyes were calm as water, showing no outward signs of emotion, but upon closer inspection, one could discern a suppressed suspicion and resistance hidden deep within his scrutinizing gaze.

He had always believed in power and revenge, and deep down he scoffed at these divination techniques that relied on vague and uncertain fate.

In some corner of his heart, a voice he himself was unwilling to acknowledge drove him here as if possessed.

Perhaps it was the uncertainty of the road ahead, or perhaps it was some indescribable emotional entanglement, that made him try to find a sliver of guidance or confirmation in this mystery.

"We can begin." Viya's soft voice, like a whisper, broke the silence in the room.

Sasuke took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging doubts. His fingertips slowly swept across the back of a row of cards, and he drew out three cards, placing them one by one on the velvet cloth.

Reversed Nine of Swords, Upright Knight of Cups, Upright Star.

His first question was cold and direct, filled with deep-seated hatred: "Excuse me, can I kill that man?"

Viya's gaze fell on the cards, her voice calm and clear, "The cards show that there is a misunderstanding between you that you are unaware of. In the past, when hatred blinded you, you may have had the opportunity to kill him."

"But now, because of the intervention of a woman, she is invisibly holding both of you accountable, making the outcome of killing uncertain. The final answer may point to reconciliation and the revelation of the truth, rather than death."

"Misunderstanding?" Sasuke's brows furrowed suddenly, almost forming a knot. He repeated the word in a low voice, his tone filled with undisguised sarcasm.

What misunderstanding could there be between him and Itachi Uchiha, besides the blood feud and the lives of his parents and clan? This answer was completely contrary to his unwavering path of revenge, which made him feel strong dissatisfaction and resistance.

And the involvement of women... his mind almost immediately conjures up your calm, indifferent face.

Suppressing his surging anger and displeasure at the first answer, Sasuke pursed his lips and asked the question he had dared not voice, "What does she think of me?"

He reached out again, this time with a hint of barely perceptible urgency, and drew out three more cards.

Reversed Two of Cups, Upright Seven of Wands, Reversed Lovers.

Viya looked at the tarot spread, especially the third card, the reversed Lovers, which was glaringly obvious. Her expression became somewhat subtle, even showing a hint of pity.

"At first, she thought you were immature and emotional, and didn't want to get too involved with you. Now, she finds your behavior incomprehensible and keeps her distance."

"However, the card warns that in the near future, she may see you as a rival for love for some reason."

"A rival in love?" Sasuke's voice instantly turned as cold as ice, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

It's bad enough that you don't have any special feelings for him, and you even find him strange.

Where does this absurd conclusion about a rival in love even come from? He simply cannot understand it!

Viya seemed to sense his cold anger and deep confusion, and added, "The cards, especially the reversed Lovers, strongly suggest... that her emotional orientation may be more inclined towards same-sex relationships."

Sasuke Uchiha clenched his fist under the table. He regretted it; he shouldn't have asked that stupid question.

Viya looked at Uchiha Sasuke's increasingly pale face, the oppressive atmosphere in the air making it almost impossible for her to breathe. "Shall we continue?"

Sasuke's jawline tightened, and he nodded heavily, gritting his teeth as he asked the third question that mattered most to him, "My future with her?"

Sasuke doesn't believe that things will turn out the absurd way the cards suggest!

You should belong to him! You are the only remaining member of the Uchiha clan, someone with whom we should depend on each other!

Viya shuffled and cut the cards again, then drew three tarot cards.

The three cards spread out on the tablecloth seemed to emanate an ominous black aura that could be seen with the naked eye: Strength upright, Devil upright, and Nine of Swords upright.

Viya's voice was filled with disbelief and fear as she interpreted the chilling tarot spread: "In the future, you will resort to forceful means to pursue someone, and the relationship will fall into a painful and obsessive bondage, full of possession and control, possibly even imprisonment..."

She delivered her final verdict: "And the final outcome is to be trapped in the desire for unfulfilled desires and the despair of self-destruction, swallowed by endless suffering."

Sasuke's gaze was fixed on the three cards, his fingertips unconsciously digging deep into his palms, bringing a sharp stinging sensation, but it was far less than the coldness and shock in his heart at that moment.

He didn't expect it either.

Unexpectedly, the cards revealed a future that would be like this: paranoid, insane, and even suffocatingly dark.

It wasn't the camaraderie he envisioned, nor the mutual redemption, but rather naked coercion, imprisonment, and shared ruin.

Is this really him? Deep down, he harbors such an extreme and terrifying possessiveness towards you?

Seeing Sasuke remain silent for a long time, his handsome face was obscured by the candlelight, only his tightly pursed lips revealed the intense turmoil in his heart.

Viya felt a pang of pity. "Perhaps it's not too late to let her go now."

This hand is too bad; it's a dead end.

Let go? How could that be possible!

From the moment your dark eyes first reflected his image, from the moment you appeared in his most desperate, blood-soaked night... it was like a silent brand, already etched into his very bones.

The most primal instincts of the Uchiha clan were screaming wildly.

You should stick with him until the very end! Whether it's in the name of love or bound by hatred, they are destined to be intertwined until the very end.

Sasuke placed a considerable sum of money on the table, without glancing again at the tarot cards that foreshadowed a hopeless future, as if he wanted to completely discard the unpleasant prophecy.

"Thank you." He turned around without hesitation, lifted the heavy curtain, and stepped into the somewhat dazzling light outside.

The divination did not bring him any hope or turning point he wanted. Instead, it was like the cruelest mirror, nakedly reflecting the wildest and darkest possibilities in his heart.

Is the future bleak?

When Uchiha Sasuke came out, his face was even more gloomy and hard than when he went in.

He didn't even glance at Nara Shikamaru waiting outside the door, but brushed past him and disappeared quickly, as if staying even a second longer would be unbearable for him.

Shikamaru, with his hands in his pockets, leaned lazily against the wall, taking in Sasuke's reaction.

He raised an eyebrow, understanding dawning on him. It seemed this Uchiha hadn't gotten the answer he expected either.

It was Shikamaru's turn. He lifted the curtain and went inside.

Viya remained quietly seated behind the table. Shikamaru was neither as eager as Naruto nor as tense as Sasuke.

With his usual listless and lethargic demeanor, he pulled out a chair and sat down, his gaze sweeping over the strangely patterned tarot cards on the table. He clicked his tongue inwardly, wondering what this thing could possibly say.

He recalled the state Naruto and Sasuke were in when they left, and knew that if he were to ask about things as vague as his relationship with you or the future, he would most likely only humiliate himself or get some ambiguous answers that would only add to his troubles.

As for the future of the Nara clan? He didn't have that much of a sense of mission.

As for himself? It seems unnecessary to confirm this through divination.

So, what's the question?

Shikamaru was silent for a moment, then raised his eyelids and looked at Viya. "I only have one question."

"Excuse me." Viya nodded slightly.

Shikamaru leaned forward slightly. "What kind of person would she be?"

Viya seemed unsurprised by this unique question and gestured for Shikamaru to draw a card.

The five cards are laid out on the table in the following order: the Queen, the Hermit, the Eight of Wands, the Judgment, and the World.

“She is by no means someone who passively accepts her fate.” Viya’s voice was calm. “She is tolerant, but also authoritative. She is good at cultivating and controlling everything that belongs to her. This means that she is very opinionated. Her wisdom comes from a deep understanding of life and the rules of the world, rather than a simple accumulation of knowledge.”

Then, her fingers moved toward the Hermit and the Eight of Wands.

"She is clear-headed, even aloof, and adept at independent thinking in solitude and silence. Every step she takes is carefully considered and has a clear goal. Her seemingly abrupt actions are actually likely part of her meticulously planned scheme."

Finally, Viya's gaze fell upon the remaining trials and the world, and she decisively interpreted them all at once.

"She attracts the love, admiration, and respect of many people, and leads them towards a kind of awakening and transformation."

"Ultimately, she will achieve a grand goal as a savior, fulfilling her innate mission and realizing a kind of perfection and integration." The World card brings this interpretation to a very significant conclusion.

Shikamaru listened quietly. His eyes, which had been lazily half-closed, gradually widened as Viya explained, and his gaze became more focused and sharp than ever before, eventually even taking on a rare solemnity.

The tarot cards did not provide any specific event predictions, but they outlined the core profile of Uchiha Nagi.

A far-sighted strategist, a natural leader—all the descriptions perfectly match the fragmented impressions he secretly observed.

"So that's how it is." Shikamaru let out a long sigh of relief, as if he had finally confirmed a guess that had been lingering in his mind.

He didn't ask any further details, such as what your purpose was or what impact your mission would have on Konoha.

Because he has already obtained the most important information, your very existence is a variable and the eye of the storm.

Chapter 321 Tarot Cards (6)

Shikamaru paid the bill, got up and left without saying another word.

As he walked home, the setting sun cast a long shadow of him.

For once, Shikamaru didn't complain about the trouble. Instead, he looked up at the magnificent sunset on the horizon and, for the first time, he had a completely new definition of the word "trouble".

It turns out that the biggest problem was not how complicated or difficult the matter itself was, but rather that while one could foresee the existence of something destined to stir up trouble and overturn the status quo, one could not predict where the waves it would create would ultimately lead.

Despite your seemingly gloomy, aloof, and indifferent demeanor, you harbor a vast ambition and a deep sense of mission.

"Uchiha Nagi..." he murmured to himself, his voice fading into the evening breeze, "What exactly are you plotting?"

He could almost see that the future would become unpredictable and fraught with trouble because of his existence.

"The future looks like it's really going to be super troublesome," he muttered, instinctively wanting to complain, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up in a smile.

This trouble might be a little more interesting than all his plans for a lazy, leisurely life combined.

Of course, it's also much more dangerous.

Nara Shikamaru's intuition told him that his days of leisurely watching the clouds were probably over.

Viya's tarot card reading, as prophetic as a prophecy, lingered in the minds of those involved, making this night destined to be sleepless.

You can clearly sense Sakura's unusual behavior.

At dinner, Sakura no longer served her food as enthusiastically as usual, and she even avoided eye contact with you.

You want to talk to Sakura alone, but she always makes excuses about not finishing her homework or having to help her mother tidy up, and quickly slips back to her room, leaving you standing alone in the hallway, looking at the closed door, feeling a strange emptiness in your heart.

Being deliberately distanced from is not a pleasant feeling.

Inside the room, Sakura Haruno leaned against the door, her heart pounding.

The emotional fog revealed by the tarot cards made her anxious; she feared the divination might suggest a complex relationship with you that went beyond friendship.

The unknown possibilities filled her with fear and helplessness.

"I have to do something to confirm..." Sakura murmured to herself, trying to use reason to dispel the chaos in her heart.

"Yes, as long as I clearly express my feelings to Sasuke-kun and get the result, I can prove that the divination was wrong! Then everything can get back on track!" She made up her mind. "Tomorrow at noon... I'll go see Sasuke-kun!"

Her unconscious muttering, though soft, clearly penetrated the door and reached your ears as you were about to knock.

The raised hand froze in mid-air.

I'll go see Sasuke tomorrow at noon...

As expected... Sakura's crush is Uchiha Sasuke.

A strange and intense emotion suddenly shattered your usual composure. Why him?

What's so great about that awkward guy who always has a cold face, mediocre skills, and who's always staring at me for no reason?

He's not as strong as you, not as calm as you, not as... in short, he's no match for you!

A competitive spirit and a possessive desire are quietly growing, and you won't allow it.

Sakura was not allowed to let her gaze and affection fall on that inexplicable guy.

A cold glint flashed in his dark eyes. "You need to go and find out for yourself what it is about Sasuke that makes Sakura so infatuated."

Sasuke lay on the cold bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. The unexpected curse of his rival in love kept echoing in his mind.

The thought of that possibility made Sasuke feel a tightness in his chest. He wished he could rush to the Haruno family's house immediately, grab that always expressionless girl, and question her to the fullest.

But his remaining rationality told him that doing so would only make things worse.

The following day at noon, the sun was scorching.