Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

Tsukishima imprinted this setting into that past, and after completing all of this, Tsukishima suddenly opened his eyes.

The real world.

The tension and seriousness on Tsukishima's face vanished, replaced by a confident and composed expression.

"Sasuke," Tsukishima called softly, her eyes filled with tenderness, "Do you still remember me?"

Sasuke stared at him quietly, his eyes somewhat dazed.

In that instant, a new memory did indeed appear in his mind.

A memory about this man, about "Brother".

The images were so clear, so real, as if they had actually happened.

The warm feeling of being cared for and looked after even made his heart tremble slightly.

"It seems to be a success."

Tsukishima keenly noticed the subtle change in Sasuke's eyes and was overjoyed.

He knew that his ability had taken effect.

"Sasuke, stop fighting."

Tsukishima put down the sword in his hand, opened his arms, and walked step by step toward Sasuke.

“Yincheng is my friend and our companion.”

“I know you may have some misunderstandings about him, but please believe me, he had his reasons for doing everything.”

He walked up to Sasuke, reached out his hand, and tried to pat Sasuke on the shoulder.

"Please help him, Sasuke."

Tsukishima's voice was full of pleading, "Just like I helped you before, please lend a hand this time and help us fight those Grim Reapers."

"As long as we join forces, no one can..."

"...Pfft."

A muffled thud abruptly interrupted Tsukishima's words.

Tsukishima's body stiffened abruptly, and the warm smile on his face froze instantly.

He looked down, staring incredulously at his chest.

There, a long, black sword was piercing through his chest.

Fresh blood dripped down the blade.

Chapter 246 So-called relatives, what is the truth?

Tsukishima's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, her fingertips just inches from Sasuke's shoulder.

He looked down in disbelief at his chest.

Blood dripped onto the ground, following the unreflective black blade.

"...How heartless, Sasuke."

Tsukishima's voice trembled slightly as he struggled to lift his head and look at the boy in front of him.

The black-haired boy remained expressionless, his eyes filled with a chilling indifference.

"I'm your brother..."

Tsukishima stared intently at Sasuke, trying to find a trace of wavering on his face. "Those memories, those times we spent together, don't you care about them at all?"

"Doesn't your heart ache at doing something like this?"

"pain?"

Sasuke slightly twisted his wrist, which was gripping the hilt of the sword, and the blade churned inside Tsukishima's chest.

"Ugh...!!"

Tsukishima let out an uncontrollable scream, his knees buckled, and he collapsed to his knees.

"That memory was indeed fabricated in a very touching way."

Sasuke looked at Tsukishima, who was sweating profusely from the pain, and spoke calmly.

"The logic is sound, the details are rich, and even the warmth of mutual dependence is vividly portrayed."

"If all of that is true, then I might really thank you."

"Then why..." Tsukishima gritted his teeth, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, "Since you also felt it was real, why were you still..."

"Tsukishima, you probably don't know this."

"It's impossible for me to have any relatives in this world."

Sasuke interrupted him, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Tsukishima's pupils suddenly contracted.

No, no matter who Sasuke is, once he's hit by the "Book of the End," his past should be rewritten!

In the new past, he is Sasuke's older brother, that is an absolute "fact"!

Why can't this "fact" affect his actions?

"and......"

Sasuke leaned forward slightly, his eyes fixed on Tsukishima.

"You made a huge mistake."

"Do you think that just because you added the 'family' element, I won't turn my knife on you?"

Sasuke's voice carried a chill that went deep into his bones.

"In this world, what I hate most are those who use the guise of 'family' and 'love' to arbitrarily control my life."

He remembered the guy who, in the name of "protection," had arbitrarily decided his fate.

"Even if they were my own family, if they dared to use such methods against me..."

Sasuke gripped the hilt of his sword, and black flames suddenly burst forth on the blade.

"Me too, I won't let it go!"

"boom--!"

The black flames instantly seeped into Tsukishima's body through the wound.

"Whoaaaaaahh ...

A piercing scream echoed through the night sky.

Sasuke suddenly drew his long sword, creating a cloud of blood mist.

"Your disgusting acting skills are better left for hell."

Losing its support, Tsukishima's body fell backward helplessly.

He lay on the cold rooftop, looking at the dark night sky, his vision began to blur, and his consciousness gradually left his body.

He doesn't understand.

He never understood until he died.

why?

Why can someone so calmly deny their own past?

Why would someone be able to deliver such a ruthless blow to their closest relative?

This guy...

Does it really have no heart?

Sasuke coldly looked at the corpse at his feet, and with a flick of his wrist, black flames raged on the corpse of Tsukishima.

In a short while, the corpse completely disappeared, leaving only a crystal the size of a fingernail that emitted a faint blue light.

"This is......"

Sasuke's heart skipped a beat, and he bent down to pick up the crystal.

The moment their fingertips touched, a familiar spiritual pressure surged forth.

Although very faint, the texture of this aura was exactly the same as that of the Spirit King.

"As expected, my guess was right."

Sasuke held the crystal up to his eyes, his gaze shifting slightly.

"Urahara said that the source of a Fullbringer's power is because a fragment of the Soul King remains in their body, and the mother body was attacked by a Hollow."

"It seems that this is not a lie."

These so-called Fullbringers are essentially "containers" of the Soul King's fragments.

"Although it's only a little bit..."

Sasuke gripped the crystal core tightly, feeling the restlessness within his body.

For him now, even the smallest thing is still something.

To achieve his goal of "liberating the Soul King," he must gather as much of this power as possible.

Sasuke had a sudden thought.

The crystal core in his hand instantly transformed into a stream of dark blue light, flowing from his palm directly into his eyes.

Although the increase wasn't significant for him at the moment, the sense of accomplishment from accumulating small gains still made him feel satisfied.

"..."

Sasuke closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the golden light of the Rinnegan seemed to be even brighter than before.

He turned around and looked at the still-shaking sky in the distance.

Even though they were far apart, he could still feel the spiritual pressure emanating from the other side.