Naruto: I Am Crazy with the Simulation System!

If you were any later, your surprise would've been ruined.

Fortunately, with the boost from the Light-Weight Rock Technique, you moved like lightning. Just as the second shadow clone shattered, you burst into the Uchiha compound with Sasuke in tow and appeared directly before Uchiha Itachi.

"Put Sasuke down."

Uchiha Itachi raised his ninja blade, pointing it at your forehead.

"Aren't you curious who I am?" you asked, completely ignoring his continued threats.

"Put Sasuke down."

Itachi's tone dropped several octaves, his voice low and ominous.

"Aren't you at all concerned about your parents?"

You kept prodding, the jester mask on your face making you look utterly ridiculous as you did.

"I said put Sasuke down! Put him down!"

Itachi slowly advanced with his blade raised.

You, nimble as a wildcat, leapt onto the rooftop with Sasuke in your arms.

"Don't make me repeat myself!"

"I won't! I won't! I won't put him down! Not gonna do it! What're you gonna do?"

Seeing his expression twist, you were delighted. So this was what it felt like to completely dominate a weaker opponent... So this was how Itachi felt when he toyed with you like a cat playing with a mouse...

"Oh, I'm sooo scared~!"

Fire Style: Great Fire Annihilation!

Too slow. Painfully slow.

Itachi's hand signs, concealed within his robe, looked like a snail crawling in your eyes. With a simple leap, you dodged the massive fire-style blast with ease.

But the house you'd just been standing on ignited instantly, flames spreading rapidly. Civilians and Uchiha shinobi burst out of it in a panic.

Some of them, not knowing the truth, ran up to Itachi, volunteering to help the young clan head deal with the mysterious intruder.

Itachi waved them off, launching one jutsu after another at you. He even manipulated his shuriken in dazzling displays.

But to you, all of it was child's play. Useless. Utterly useless.

Every glance, every twitch of his hand—you could see it all coming.

Or rather... it wasn't prediction.

It was the absolute suppression of a six-tomoe Sharingan over an ordinary Sharingan!

Amaterasu!

A burst of black flames ignited—but only managed to set a building behind you ablaze.

You'd already activated your Transparent Escape before he launched the technique.

Your body and chakra signature vanished from this world altogether. With no target, Amaterasu struck only empty air. The building behind you erupted in flames.

Tsukuyomi!

You were yanked into an illusion instantly.

But in that space—in that artificial world—control over time, mass, space, and all the parameters of reality were snatched from him the moment you entered.

He dared to use Genjutsu when both your Spirit and Ocular Power far outclassed his? That was suicide.

Like father, like son... the same stupidity runs in the bloodline.

Just as you overwhelmed him with both raw Spirit and Ocular Power, binding Uchiha Itachi to a pillar and preparing to sentence him, he wisely dispelled the illusion himself.

"What's wrong, little Itachi? Staring at me like that? Don't tell me you're done already?"

...

You taunted Itachi relentlessly, each word tightening the pressure on his already frayed nerves. One hand still gripped Sasuke, while the other twirled a kunai near the boy's throat.

Even someone as composed as Uchiha Itachi couldn't stay calm when his beloved younger brother's life was at stake.

In desperation, he activated a Susanoo he hadn't yet mastered.

So, you summoned your own.

Two nearly identical Susanoo clashed in a thunderous collision. For a time, they were evenly matched.

But after several exchanges, Itachi's Ocular Power began to weaken. The immense chakra output only worsened his latent illness, accelerating its symptoms.

"You're truly weak."

Controlling your Susanoo, you grabbed his Susanoo's head and slammed it hard into the ground.

By now, Uchiha ninja across the compound had gathered, shouting cries of support for their young clan head as they bombarded your Susanoo with meaningless jutsu and tools.

"Foolish ants."

You smiled wryly at the blind loyalty of the crowd.

Then your hand clenched—cracks spread across the head of Itachi's Susanoo.

Suddenly, a crimson blade of light shot forth from inside Itachi's Susanoo, piercing yours clean through.

"Finally, the real show begins!"

You instantly understood—the script had reached its final act.

Come on. Entertain me.

In the midst of Itachi's devastated expression, you sidestepped the Totsuka Blade with a speed that even the Uchiha couldn't comprehend.

Your Susanoo vanished into thin air—dissolved on command.

But the Totsuka Blade hadn't pierced you.

The one now impaled through the torso...

Was the person Itachi cherished above all else—Uchiha Sasuke.

Though Itachi quickly deactivated the blade's sealing ability, the damage was done. Sasuke, his body skewered by the massive blade, bled uncontrollably.

There was no hope of survival.

"Hehehe... Hahahahahahahaha!"

Soaked in blood—Sasuke's precious blood—you laughed maniacally.

Not a single drop could be wasted.

As that blood seeped into your eyes, a pair of sinister, never-before-seen Mangekyō Sharingan erupted into existence within your sockets.

Your surging Ocular Power made your blood boil with exhilaration. Your naturally powerful body grew even stronger under the storm of inherited bloodline might.

In the midst of it all, you saw it—hovering above Sasuke—a massive soul, exuding immense malice, staring you down.

"This one's not my kill. Or... you could come try your luck."

Above, the massive soul let out a cry of unwillingness—and then faded into nothing.

You turned your gaze to Uchiha Itachi, whose blood-soaked face was twisted in agony.

Intimidation!

In that instant, Itachi—and every Uchiha shinobi who had dared attack—collapsed to their knees, unable to resist.

Even Susanoo... even the Totsuka Blade born from it... disintegrated under the crushing pressure of a superior eye.

"Kneel before me, bastard!"

Your left eye gleamed—your newly born eye technique, "Kuragami Kagami", activated.

Instantly, you seized control of Itachi's bloodstream—and with it, every muscle, every organ linked to it.

Itachi's body bowed uncontrollably, smashing his forehead into the shattered ground.

The onlookers watched, frozen in disbelief. Under your overwhelming Ocular Power, they could do nothing but curse and tremble.

"And the rest of you—if you can't shut up...."

Your left eye swept across the crowd.

The ones who had been shouting the loudest instantly dropped to all fours and started barking like wild dogs.

"Now then, Uchiha Itachi... I hereby revoke everything that once belonged to you, everything tied to the Uchiha name."

You slowly descended beside him, lifting his blood-drenched head, and touched his forehead with one finger. Your right eye focused—Ocular Power surged.

Yamitsu-no-Tsubasa.

The Uchiha bloodline within Itachi was completely extracted, condensed into a single drop of blood that shimmered with a faint violet hue.

"So beautiful..."

Within that droplet was everything—chakra, Sharingan, innate spiritual strength, even the third power—Susanoo...

But now, this strength—once the pride of the Uchiha—was yours alone. Forever ripped from Itachi's body.

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