"Konoha's Dimensional Pirate: Reborn Uchiha Gin"

"Alright, alright! I got it, I'll be careful now!" nodded Uchiha Tashiro.

He had already guessed what Gin was planning. After quickly explaining the situation to the rest of the Uchiha, he sent more than ten clan members to gather anyone interested.

Several Uchiha bound by contract seals responded immediately, heading toward the teleportation field to return from their training in the Pirate World—this was something no one wanted to miss.

After all, Gin, the First Hokage, and Uchiha Madara were preparing something big. Such a spectacle could not be ignored.

Meanwhile, Gin was preparing the seals required for the Impure World Reincarnation. Two formation arrays were soon drawn.

At that moment, Uzumaki Mito arrived, accompanied by Uchiha Hikari and Uchiha Hinako.

Uchiha Madara, sensing the strength of Hinako's eyes, turned to her in surprise.

She noticed his gaze and frowned."What are you staring at?"

"Oh? You don't recognize me?" Madara raised an eyebrow.

This girl gave him an odd feeling. Her ocular power was immense—undeniably Mangekyō Sharingan. Yet, he had never heard of her from Black Zetsu. Either Zetsu had hidden her existence, or she had emerged recently.

Madara knew Black Zetsu wouldn't have concealed such information from his previous incarnation. That left only one possibility: she must have appeared recently.

What puzzled him further was how she looked at him—completely indifferent, as though he were a stranger. Odd, considering he had been walking openly in the Uchiha district lately. Surely there couldn't be many left who didn't recognize him.

"Why should I know you?" Hinako replied with a scowl before turning away and ignoring him.

Annoyed, Madara turned to Hashirama nearby.

"Hashirama, do you know who this girl is?"

"Huh?" Hashirama blinked, pulled from his thoughts. He looked at Madara, then at Hinako, and smiled wistfully.

"I heard about her from Mito. Turns out she's a weapon the Uchiha clan created centuries ago specifically to fight the Senju. When she was abandoned, the Senju and Sarutobi clans sealed her away. Gin and the others found her recently—pure coincidence, really. They stumbled on an old mention of her in one of your own scrolls."

"You were there too! You didn't know about her?" Hashirama asked curiously. "You never read about a sealed Uchiha weapon from centuries ago?"

Madara's eyes narrowed slightly. Then suddenly, he slapped his palm.

"Right! I remember now!"

He gave Hinako another look, more carefully this time.

"I did read about her, but didn't think much of it back then. To find her, I'd have needed to locate the seal site—somewhere in either the Senju or Sarutobi lands—so I dropped it. And now Gin and his team have released her? Fascinating."

He nodded to himself.

"That explains her ocular power. It's far stronger than a typical Mangekyō, though not quite Eternal Mangekyō level. But not surprising, considering the records stated the Uchiha had transplanted several Mangekyō techniques into her. Combined with her own, her eyes became monstrous."

"If I'd known earlier, I'd have tracked her down and reconditioned her to serve me. What a shame!"

Madara sighed. He could see there was some damage to her mind, but it was to be expected—she'd been raised as a weapon. That kind of life left scars.

He would have considered using someone like her in the past. But now? Now it wasn't worth the trouble. Black Zetsu had used him. The Eye of the Moon Plan was nonsense.

Since he couldn't undo the current situation, he might as well relax, play shōgi with Hashirama, and watch Uchiha Gin reform Konoha and unite the ninja world.

Not a bad afterlife, really.

As the two spoke, more Uchiha gathered around the training field, forming a wide circle.

Once Gin decided the crowd was sufficient, he raised his hand and summoned two White Gates from his storage dimension, placing them into the sealing formations.

Madara squinted, watching with interest.

"Spatial manipulation again… Not just Gin, but even Mito and members of the other great clans can use it now—all learned from Gin. I wonder how it works? Can it even store living beings?"

But no one would explain the secret. His questions remained unanswered.

"Impure World Reincarnation!" Gin slammed a foot into the center of the seal array.

From the earth, paper-like matter rose and began enveloping two White Zetsu bodies.

"Ahhh!"Their agonized screams echoed across the field before the white masses completely vanished.

In their place stood two figures—Senju Tobirama and Shimura Danzō.

"Whoa… so this is what the Impure World Reincarnation looks like?" someone whispered.

"Terrifying feeling… I wonder why Gin brought back the Second Hokage and Danzō?"

"No idea. But if he gathered all of us here for this, something dramatic is about to happen."

"Yeah, it definitely feels like a show is coming."

The Uchiha clan began whispering excitedly among themselves.

Gin quietly laid down a final seal.

"Kai."

The next moment, Tobirama and Danzō stirred. Their eyes slowly opened.

Tobirama blinked, disoriented, then looked around—surrounded by elite Uchiha shinobi. His expression shifted darkly.

His sensory field expanded.

"I've been resurrected? My own technique…? And I'm in the Uchiha district?"

Then he spotted them—Hashirama, Mito, Madara, and… Uchiha Hikari?

Tobirama's jaw clenched.

"What is going on…?"

Danzō screamed beside him.

"Resurrected? Impure World Reincarnation?!"

He turned to Gin, snarling.

"You—Uchiha Gin! You did this? Am I dead? Is this Konoha? What do you want from me?!"

"Whatever it is, you won't succeed! Hiruzen will avenge me!"With a roar, Danzō lunged at Gin—

"Shut up."

Gin's gaze turned cold. With a flick of chakra, he activated the seal embedded in Danzō's body, instantly paralyzing him.

Danzō froze mid-stride, eyes wide with uncontained hatred, but he could neither move nor speak.

"Uchiha bastard!" Tobirama growled. "You brought me back? For what? What did you do to Danzō? Did you kill him? What happened to Konoha?"

As he questioned Gin, his fingers subtly weaved a hand sign, preparing to break free of the technique's control and attack.

From the sidelines, Hashirama and Madara watched with mocking smiles.

"Crack!"

Gin sensed the jutsu forming and clicked his tongue. He gave Tobirama a lazy glare.

"What's that face? Confused?"

Tobirama glared harder. "What did you do to me?"

"You're not that surprising, honestly," Gin replied with a casual shrug. "And don't waste your time—I've modified the technique beyond your understanding."

He activated another layer of the seal.

Tobirama gasped as his chakra vanished. Strength drained from his limbs—he was barely above civilian level now.

"What?! What did you do?!" he snapped. "You've improved the Impure World Reincarnation that much?"

He turned to the spectators in growing alarm.

"Brother! Mito! Madara! Why are you just standing there?! What is going on?! Are you under Genjutsu? Has the Uchiha clan taken over Konoha?"

He glared at Danzō, now immobilized, and muttered, "He's dead… and what of Hiruzen? Is he… gone too?"

Nothing made sense. Was this some illusion? Was he even truly alive?

Hashirama chuckled, finally approaching.

He clapped Tobirama on the shoulder.

"Calm down, little brother. No one's being controlled, and Konoha's fine. But your hatred toward the Uchiha—it pushed Hiruzen and Danzō into ruining everything. This is your legacy, Tobirama."

Hashirama's tone grew heavy. Konoha had been his dream, his life's work. And Tobirama had nearly destroyed it from the inside.

Tobirama froze, stunned.

He didn't understand everything, but one thing was certain—Konoha wasn't the same. Clearly, Danzō and Hiruzen had done something terrible. And Gin… Gin had changed everything.

His gaze shifted back to Madara. Was he also resurrected?

"What year is it?" Tobirama wondered aloud. "Why do Mito and Hikari look so young? And so powerful…?"

None of it made sense.

It felt like a dream. But the nightmare was only beginning.