Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

"Are you really planning to destroy Konoha?"

There's no need for that.

Young Sasuke drew Indra and stared expressionlessly at the gradually cooling corpse. "That was just something I said to him."

He turned his head to the side, and his six-pointed star kaleidoscope eyes looked particularly eerie against the backdrop of the blood moon.

"The tragedy of the Uchiha clan lies in the already corrupt upper echelons. Once I wipe out the members of the Sarutobi, Shimura, and Utatane clans, that will be enough."

"As for those innocent villagers..." A complex look flashed in Sasuke's eyes, "There's no need to let them be buried with the stupidity of those above."

"Then what did you do just now...?" The middle-aged Sasuke's voice carried a hint of confusion.

"To torment him."

Young Sasuke's answer was crisp and decisive, filled with a cold satisfaction: "I want him to live in fear of the village's impending destruction, even in death."

"I want him to regret his choice for eternity in the Pure Land."

But only he himself knew the true meaning of those words.

Whatever you do in the future, do not indiscriminately kill innocent civilians.

He recalled Hashirama Senju's final request and let out a cold snort in his heart.

He's a naive and kind-hearted person.

But this is indeed the bottom line I had already drawn in my heart.

He wasn't entirely without hatred for all of this.

Having experienced everything in Soul Society, his understanding of the concept of death was completely different from that of the ninjas in that world.

Death is not the end, but the beginning of another life.

If he wanted to, and if he possessed enough power, he could pull the souls of his mother, father, and even all his clansmen back into this world at any time.

only......

He remembered the home where he celebrated his birthday in the illusion.

I recalled my mother's final words, filled with reluctance and sorrow.

Go back to where you belong.

Sasuke's fist clenched unconsciously.

He didn't want them to return to this already filthy world.

He wants to cleanse this world first.

Whether it's Konoha or the entire ninja world...

He wanted to create a new world that would make his mother and father proud.

Then, we'll welcome them back.

Until then, let them wait a little longer.

It won't be long.

This deep-seated, unknown tenderness is the fundamental driving force behind all his current actions.

Chapter 199 The Power of the Six Paths Reappears

"Kaleidoscope Sharingan..."

The middle-aged Sasuke's expression was complicated as his gaze fell on the boy's eerie six-pointed star eyes. "You should know the price of using these eyes, right?"

"Hmm." Sasuke nodded slightly, acknowledging it.

"That makes things easier."

The middle-aged Sasuke pointed to Itachi's corpse and said calmly, "Transplant his eyes. This is the only way for the Uchiha clan to get rid of this eternal dark curse."

"Take his light and make it your own light."

"..."

Young Sasuke looked at his future self and suddenly chuckled.

"How pathetic, my future self." He looked up, his eyes reflecting the slightly bewildered face of middle-aged Sasuke. "You still don't seem to understand."

"What I hate is not just him as a person."

He stepped forward, his voice growing colder, “It is everything he imposed on me, that path filled with arrogance.”

"And these eyes are the end of this road, the last gift he prepared for me."

He raised his eyes, calmly meeting the gaze of the middle-aged Sasuke, a cruel smile curving his lips.

"It witnessed the bloodshed of all our people, and bore the weight of his self-righteous love..."

"I think it's dirty."

These resolute words caused the middle-aged Sasuke to let out a long sigh.

"......I see."

This is the true Uchiha.

This is the real me, unwilling to be controlled by anyone, unwilling to bow to any rules.

Young Sasuke sheathed his sword and returned to Itachi's body.

He also knew that the power of the kaleidoscope was not limitless.

The special chakra stolen from Naruto could greatly alleviate the consumption and backlash of his eye power, but it was not a fundamental solution.

Like a well that keeps leaking, even if a new water source is found, it cannot change the fact that it is leaking.

If you wish to attain eternal light, and to use these eyes without restraint...

Sasuke crouched down, looked at Itachi's face which had lost all life, and stretched out his hands.

Without the slightest hesitation, he removed the already cold Mangekyou Sharingan from Itachi's eye sockets.

He forcefully gouged out the two bloodshot eyeballs and held them in his palm.

Blood dripped from between his fingers onto Itachi's pale face.

The middle-aged Sasuke frowned slightly, not quite understanding what Sasuke was going to do. Didn't he just say that he wouldn't transplant these eyes?

But now...

Sasuke's next move quickly cleared up his doubts.

A wisp of black flame quietly ignited on his hands that were holding the eyeballs.

"What are you doing?!" the middle-aged assistant exclaimed in shock.

Are you going to destroy the Mangekyou Sharingan that Itachi left behind?!

The pitch-black flames, as if they were alive, instantly enveloped the two eyeballs and then burned them to ashes.

A pure pupil power slowly emerged from those two eyeballs, eventually transforming into two visible streams of crimson energy that hovered in Sasuke's palms.

Then he pressed his hand forcefully against his eyes!

"Ughh ...

A suppressed, painful roar burst from his throat.

Sasuke's body trembled violently, and he fell backward uncontrollably.

But he did not fall.

Finally, he knelt on one knee on the sea, his hands tightly covering his eyes, and black flames and scarlet tears of blood spilled out from between his fingers.

"You bastard..."

The middle-aged Sasuke stared blankly at the scene, his mind in a daze.

What a madman! He actually wants to use this almost self-destructive method to forcibly absorb the eye power of another pair of kaleidoscopes?!

This goes beyond the realm of common sense and is a manifestation of absolute confidence in one's own strength.

“I don’t need filthy things.”

Young Sasuke's voice was soft, "All I've ever needed is the power to fulfill my own will."

"That's all."

Just as middle-aged Sasuke was still shocked by this crazy act, another unexpected event occurred.

"...Ugh!"

Young Sasuke's body stiffened abruptly, and his hand covering his eyes fell limply to his sides.

He felt as if the already blurry, blood-red world before him was suddenly swallowed up by pure darkness.

The light is being taken away.

I can't see anything.

His body trembled violently and uncontrollably, and cold sweat instantly soaked through his Death Knight outfit.

"...Have you gone blind?"

Sasuke's voice was tinged with confusion.

As expected, this unconventional method of fusion ultimately...

"Don't worry."

Sasuke's middle-aged voice rang in his ears just in time, "This is just a normal process of two different sources of Mangekyou Sharingan powers merging within your body."

"With your current strength, this process will last at most two or three days."

"Once they have completely merged, you will have a brand new pair of eyes that belong only to you."

Young Sasuke listened quietly, his initial panic at the approaching darkness gradually replaced by a cold calm.

“Is that so…” he murmured, “Well, it’s not too bad.”

The burning pain gradually subsided.