Simultaneous Transmigration: We Level Up Alone Across Multiple Worlds

last step.

Hyuga Chen extended his right index finger, gathering chakra at the tip, and began to inscribe it on the inside of the helmet.

Chakra seeped into the metal surface little by little along the predetermined path, and the part left inside formed the background color of the pattern.

One cut, then another.

Each rune must correspond one-to-one with the spell node of the caged bird.

After the last stroke was completed, the runes on the inner wall of the helmet lit up for a moment after chakra was injected, a dim green light, like a candle flame lacking oxygen.

Then it went dark.

Hinata Chen placed his helmet on his knees and gasped for breath.

The back of my clothes was soaked with sweat.

I wiped the sweat from my eyes with the back of my hand; it was already well past midnight.

He held the helmet up to his eyes and looked at the dense runes on the inner wall.

"It can be done."

Turn the helmet over and slowly put it on your head until the inside of the helmet is completely against your scalp.

Hyuga Chen took a deep breath and channeled his chakra into the inner wall of his helmet.

The runes lit up.

The first pulse seeped from the inner wall of the helmet, through the skin, through the skull, and touched the outermost seal of the caged bird.

The cursed seal immediately sensed the intrusion.

A headache that doesn't feel like a headache.

There's something inside the skull that's squeezing the bone from the inside out.

Hinata Chen gripped the fabric on his knees with both hands, and all the colors in his vision began to fade.

blindness.

Tinnitus followed immediately.

Leaning forward, forehead drooping, hands supporting him on the tatami mat, elbows trembling.

Cold sweat dripped down his chin.

When his vision returned, Hinata Chen slumped onto the tatami mat, panting.

Clenching my teeth, my gums ached.

By forcibly re-injecting chakra, the runes on the helmet stabilized.

The seals continued to be broken.

Stomach cramps, acid reflux in the throat.

Memories flooded out uncontrollably.

The pain etched from the age of three.

At the age of five, he was knocked down in front of everyone by a child from the main family using a caged bird at the training ground. He lay on the ground convulsing, and the people around him dared not help him up.

At seven years old, he consistently maintained an average performance in every exam at the Ninja Academy. At eleven, he reunited with his original self for the first time in the gray mist space, where he met two other versions of himself. The three of them stared at each other in silence for a long time.

When Orochimaru was twelve, he defected, and Anko was transferred away. On the day the squad was disbanded, she stood in the empty training ground until dark.

There are countless routine checks, formulaic indifference, and the same way they look at objects.

Hinata Chen's lips were trembling.

The muscles in my lips are twitching.

"...It'll be soon."

When a caged bird is detached from its soul, it feels like a steel needle that has been welded to its bones since the age of three has been forcibly pulled out.

My body arched, my jaw clenched so tightly that I felt a sour, abrasive friction on my molars.

Hinata Dust slowly reached out and took off his helmet.

Sweat trickled down his wrists and dripped onto his trousers.

He placed the helmet beside him and stood up, supporting himself with his hands on the tatami mat.

My legs felt a little weak, and my knees were stiff from squatting for too long. I had to hold onto the wall to steady myself.

I walked up to the mirror and lifted my headband.

His forehead was now smooth.

Roll your eyes.

The blood vessels around the eye sockets are visible.

The view unfolds... cracks in the ceiling, spider webs in the corner, a ninja tool bag on the cabinet behind me, and bare tree branches outside the window.

All are visible at the same time.

You can see everything behind you without turning your head.

Hinata Dust shut down his Byakugan.

She stood in front of the mirror for a moment, then pulled her headband down again to cover her forehead.

Then he turned around, walked to the tatami mat, sat down, put the helmet in the hidden compartment, and covered the floor with the lid.

Lie down and pull the blanket over yourself.

Close your eyes. Your breathing slowly deepens.

For the first time in several hours, the muscles in my limbs relaxed from their tension.

……

……

The night of the genocide came without any warning.

When Hyuga Chen was awakened by an abnormal chakra fluctuation, the moon outside the window was obscured by clouds.

She rolled over and sat up, rolling her eyes.

The traces of Sharingan chakra in his vision faded one after another, disappearing directly from his perception.

One less is taken every few breaths.

Hinata Dust got up.

He retrieved the items he had prepared beforehand from the hidden compartment: a sealing disruptor, a ninja tool pouch, a blank sealing scroll, and a special sealing scroll made from the remaining chakra metal.

He placed the ninja tool box separately in the inside pocket of his coat, keeping it separate from his other equipment.

I glanced back at the room as I left.

I won't be coming back after this.

The Hokage Building appeared unusually empty amidst the eerie silence of the night of the massacre.

Most of the Anbu were transferred to the outer perimeter of the Uchiha clan's territory to seal off the scene, while the remaining guards were concentrated on the top floor where the Third Hokage's office was located.

Hyuga Dust entered through the maintenance passage at the back of the building, using chakra to attract the lock cylinder latch with his fingertips.

The door opened.

The motion-sensor lights in the corridor turned on one by one, and the cold white light made the mortar joints on the walls particularly clear.

Two underground floors.

The main entrance to the archives room has two layers of barriers.

For the first layer of chakra identification, he used a sealing jammer to simulate the chakra signature waveform of the duty officer, and the barrier flashed twice before letting him go.

The second layer is a physical lock, with Byakugan able to see through the lock cylinder, and chakra condensed into a fine needle that pierces the latch.

The click of the latch popping open sounded particularly crisp in the empty corridor.

Hinata Chen pressed his fingers against the door panel and pushed it open a crack.

He slipped in sideways and closed the door behind him.

The air inside the archives was colder than outside, carrying the dry smell of old paper. I rolled my eyes. Rows of iron shelves stood side by side, crammed full of scrolls and folders.

The Book of Seals rested on the stone platform, its scroll itself wrapped in a light blue chakra membrane, hovering half an inch above the table, slowly rotating.

Hyuga Chen walked to the stone platform, stared at the membrane with his Byakugan for a moment, and saw the chakra flowing outward from the inside of the scroll, forming a closed loop. It would bounce off any external chakra it touched.

Hyuga Chen took out a blank sealing scroll from his ninja tool bag, laid it on the ground, and formed hand seals.

The sealing techniques translated from the Tongtianlu automatically arranged themselves into a circle in my mind, like a thin veil covering the outer layer of the Book of Seals, first enveloping it, then tightening it.

The patterns of the sealing technique lit up in circles on the scroll, and the Book of Sealing on the stone platform began to be dragged into the scroll.

The warning seal was ignored.

The reel automatically winds up and closes with a click.

Hyuga Chen stuffed the scroll into his ninja tool pouch.

He turned and walked out of the dark room.

As I passed through the main entrance to the archives, Bai Yan's peripheral vision caught a faint tremor of insect wings on the east side of the corridor.

Are they from the Aburame clan...?

Hinata Dust frowned slightly.

He doesn't intend to go back the way he came.

Outside the back wall of the archives room was a branch of the underground drainage pipe. Before he came in, he rolled his eyes at the floor plan of the entire building in the stairwell.

He took an explosive tag out of his ninja tool bag, stuck it on the wall, and took a few steps back.

Detonate.

He passed through the wall amidst the gravel and dust, landing on the concrete floor of the drainage pipe.

The shockwave shattered half of the stone door to the dark room behind them, and the chakra fluctuations of the alarm came from the floor above.

"We need to hurry."

Go up one floor from the drainage pipe, push open the metal cover of the inspection port, and you'll find the side corridor on the first floor of the Naruto Building.

When I landed, my foot made a soft slurring sound as it scraped against the stone slab.

Then I heard footsteps.

The weight of his feet on the stone slabs was too heavy, causing him to walk rapidly and breathe unsteadily.

Hinata Chen straightened up and looked around the corner of the corridor with his Byakugan.