Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

Once a glorious clan that co-founded Konoha with the Senju clan, they are now like prisoners, their every move under the village's surveillance.

During this long period of several years, the Uchiha clan was completely marginalized politically.

The doors to the decision-making level were firmly closed to them, and important tasks excluded them.

Moreover, even the police force, which symbolized the family's honor, gradually became a tool for the village's higher-ups to shift the blame.

The resentment that accumulated while carrying out his duties deepened the rift between the Uchiha clan and ordinary villagers, turning him into a detestable figure in their eyes who "only knew how to bully others by abusing his power."

Ultimately, they found themselves isolated by the entire village.

Faced with such blatant humiliation, the Uchiha clan's patience finally reached its limit.

Whether they were elite Jonin who had made great contributions on the battlefield or ordinary clansmen who ran shops, most of them had eyes full of anger.

They believed they had shown loyalty to the village, but were treated like traitors in return.

“The village has never truly accepted us.”

This idea gradually became a consensus among the entire tribe.

“Since the village never truly accepted us, then we will take back what is rightfully ours.”

This ideology, driven by the so-called "hawks" within the clan, quickly became mainstream.

They advocated abandoning weak negotiations and using the powerful military force of the Uchiha clan to launch a coup and seize the highest government in Konoha.

As the clan leader, Fugaku Uchiha was at the center of the storm.

As a seasoned ninja who had experienced the Fourth Shinobi World War, he understood the cruelty and cost of war better than anyone else.

In the early years, he tried countless times to find a balance between his family and the village, attempting to ease the increasingly sharp conflict through negotiation and communication.

He suppressed radical voices within the clan, even going so far as to send Itachi into the Anbu as a bridge between the clan and the higher-ups, hoping to gain even the slightest bit of trust and concession from the village.

But the Konoha leadership became increasingly indifferent, and the desire for revenge within the clan grew stronger, which completely shattered his illusions.

If no action is taken, radical members of the tribe may even bypass him, the chieftain, and act on their own, at which point the situation will completely spiral out of control.

The tide has turned, and there is no turning back.

He was pushed along by circumstances, and with no other choice, he sided with the "hawks" and agreed to this secret gathering that concerned the fate of the Uchiha clan.

Inside the main hall of Nanga Shrine.

Uchiha Fugaku knelt in the head seat, his hands folded in his sleeves, his eyes tense.

"We can't wait any longer, clan leader!" A voice broke the silence; it was Uchiha Inahisa, one of the clan's hawkish figures.

He stood up abruptly, his eyes burning with rage.

"The village has pushed us to the edge of a cliff; one more step back and we're plunged into an abyss!"

“That’s right!” another Jonin echoed, his voice rising, “Our clan’s territory is being monitored, and even our children are being targeted at school. How long are we going to have to endure this?!”

"We, the Uchiha, are the founders of Konoha! Why should we suffer such humiliation?!"

"Counterattack! We must counterattack!"

The echoes rose and fell, the waves of sound growing louder and louder, instantly engulfing the entire hall.

"Calm down!"

A slightly aged voice rang out, "Launching a coup is tantamount to rebellion. If it fails, the Uchiha clan will be doomed!"

"What will the other families in the village think of us? What will those innocent villagers think?"

The speaker was a dove-like elder, who looked at the fanatical faces around him with worry in his eyes.

"Villagers?" Dao Huo sneered, pointing at the elder's nose. "Those fools have long been brainwashed by the higher-ups! In their eyes, we are monsters that could go berserk at any moment! You expect them to understand?"

He turned to look at Fugaku, his tone becoming aggressive.

"Clan leader, we are fully prepared! The elite police force can be assembled at any time. As long as we control the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, suppressing the Anbu will be a piece of cake with our clan's Sharingan!"

"Tomorrow night, exactly tomorrow night! Let's raid the Hokage Building and reclaim our rightful power!"

"The decaying leaves will be reborn in our hands!"

The fervor was spreading, and even those tribesmen who were still hesitant began to waver.

As the strongest fighter of the "dove faction," Uchiha Shisui always adhered to the principles of "communication" and "the will of fire."

He had long been regarded as an untrustworthy outsider by this group of radical clansmen, and was even excluded from this gathering that would determine the fate of the clan.

"Tomorrow night..." Fugaku repeated the time in a low voice, his gaze sweeping over the faces below.

He didn't want war, and he didn't want his family to be destroyed, but he also couldn't bear to see his people continue to suffer such humiliation.

Soon, his gaze fell on the silent boy not far to his side.

Uchiha Itachi.

As the eldest son of the clan chief and the captain of the secret squad, he is the bridge connecting the clan and the village.

But at this moment, he seemed like an outsider, his eyes lowered, his silence chilling.

"Itachi," Fugaku spoke slowly, his voice low, "Is there anything you'd like to say?"

All eyes instantly turned to Itachi.

The hawkish clansmen's eyes were filled with distrust and hostility. In their eyes, this young clan leader, who was in the shadows, was already a lackey of the village.

Itachi raised his head, his eyes calm and still.

"......No."

The two simple words sparked even greater discontent.

"No?!" Inahisa laughed angrily. "As the young head of the Uchiha clan, with the clan facing life and death, you actually say no?!"

"You're still siding with those old fogies in the village? Have you already betrayed your clan, Itachi?!"

Faced with the accusations, Itachi remained silent, but his hands unconsciously tightened.

"There's nothing to say. If this is the family's decision..."

He didn't continue, but that sense of alienation made everyone present feel inexplicably angry.

"What kind of attitude is this?!"

"Don't forget whose son you are!"

The criticism intensified.

Fugaku sighed inwardly as he watched his son's reaction.

He knew what Itachi was thinking, but as the clan leader, he could do nothing and say nothing at that moment.

Just when the situation was at a critical juncture.

"Sizzle—!!!"

A piercing, sharp sound rang out in the center of the assembly hall.

Everyone froze, staring in astonishment at the source of the sound.

In the open space directly in front of Fugaku, a dark and deep crack appeared.

"What is that?!"

"An attack by Konoha's high command?!"

The hawkish ninjas reacted the fastest, instantly activating their Sharingan, placing their hands on the hilts of their swords, and staring intently at the crack with murderous intent.

Immediately afterwards, a tall, slender young man in a black robe emerged from the crack.

He had long, jet-black hair that was casually draped down, covering most of his face.

A jet-black cat with lively eyes was perched on his shoulder, and two long swords exuding a dangerous aura hung at his waist.

"...Who are you?!" Uchiha Inahashi shouted sharply, drawing his ninja sword from his back and staring intently at the uninvited guest.

Although the boy exuded the aura of his own kind, his face was unfamiliar, and he made everyone present feel inexplicably oppressed.

"Whoever he is! Trespassing on Uchiha forbidden territory, he shall die!"

"Grab him! He must be a spy sent by the village!" Uchiha Yatsushiro roared, his killing intent palpable.

Almost instantly, several Jonin who could no longer contain themselves sprang from their seats.

In their view, whoever this boy was, daring to barge in at this time would only lead to his death.

Therefore, they held nothing back and attacked with deadly moves.

"act recklessly."

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible, powerful aura erupted from Sasuke.

This oppressive force swept through the entire gathering like a tsunami, and the violent airflow instantly blew away the surrounding candlesticks, turning the dimly lit hall into a mess.

Sasuke's long, thin bangs were blown up by the strong wind, revealing a pair of eerie eyes.

It is a complex six-pointed star pattern, rotating silently.

"what?!"

The elite Jonin who were the first to be hit suddenly froze.

They felt an overwhelming, terrifying pressure descend upon them, making it difficult to even breathe.

Exclamations and screams rose and fell.

Those tribesmen who were originally so aggressive all collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

"..."

Fugaku Uchiha, who had been sitting upright in the main seat, suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with horror.

This feeling of oppression...

Even against the Nine-Tails, it's nothing special, right?!

Who exactly is this boy?!

and......

That's the Mangekyou Sharingan!