Back at his residence, the night was already deep.
Konan had long fallen asleep in the guest room, even letting out soft, steady snores.
In the master bedroom, Tobirama sat on the bed, drew the curtains shut, and activated a barrier.
[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for successfully rewriting a fate node of the Uchiha Clan!]
[Obtained Epic-grade reward: Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan (100% fusion rate)!]
[Obtained special reward: Mastery of all attributes of Yin-Yang Release!]
[Awakening Host's exclusive ocular jutsu...]
Boom!
His original Three-Tomoe Sharingan spun wildly, the tomoe connecting and merging. In an instant, it transformed into a complex and eerie hexagram-like pattern.
Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan!
At that moment, the world in his eyes changed completely.
It was no longer just shapes and colors, but a web of countless interwoven laws.
Yin Release gave form. Yang Release gave life.
The left eye represented omniscience and enhancement.
The right eye represented creation itself.
[Left Ocular Jutsu · Takamagahara: As a transmigrator, you possess a god's perspective and make decisions from that standpoint. Thus, Takamagahara is awakened. Upon activation, you may replicate any known Mangekyo ocular jutsu (such as Kamui, Kotoamatsukami, Kagutsuchi, etc.), remove all cooldowns and side effects, and amplify their power by 400%.]
[Right Ocular Jutsu · Shinra Bansho: As a transmigrator with an invincible mindset, you have awakened Shinra Bansho. As long as you firmly believe something in your heart, reality will respond. What the heart desires becomes reality.]
"…Holy sh*t."
Even Tobirama couldn't help but curse softly.
Is this still a ninja?
This was no longer human power—it was divine authority.
The left eye was a perfect replication engine with absurd amplification.
The right eye was outright reality rewriting.
"Let's test it."
He walked into the courtyard.
A tall ancient pine tree, thick enough for three people to embrace, stood in the corner.
"Left Eye · Takamagahara, Kamui."
A flash of crimson light flickered in his left eye.
The crown of the tree twisted violently and was instantly pulled into another dimension, disappearing without a trace.
"Next, the right eye."
Tobirama looked at the remaining charred stump.
He closed his right eye slightly, focusing his will.
I control time. I can rewrite time itself.
A strange, profound sensation surged through him.
He opened his right eye.
No flashy effects appeared.
But the charred stump began to age at a visible speed.
One second—ten years.
Two seconds—fifty years.
Three seconds—one hundred years.
"Crack…"
The stump disintegrated rapidly, turning into ash that scattered into the night wind.
Completely erased.
This was the power of time itself.
"…Shinra Bansho."
Tobirama covered his slightly warm right eye, glancing at the system panel showing a one-week cooldown.
A rule-level rewrite once every seven days.
A true trump card.
"Invincible."
"Even if Six Paths Madara came back, I could make him dance on command."
"System, show my stats."
[Host: Uchiha Tobirama]
[Strength: Six Paths Level]
[Abilities: Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan (Takamagahara, Shinra Bansho), Sage Body, Wood Release, Perfect Sage Mode, mastery of all five nature transformations + Yin-Yang Release, multiple inherited templates, summons]
[Money: 800,000 Ryo]
[You are currently invincible. Even the Sage of Six Paths is not your opponent—but you should still be careful not to overestimate fate.]
Tobirama deactivated his ocular power and yawned.
"Sleep."
He returned indoors. Passing the guest room, he glanced inside.
Konan was curled up, sleeping carelessly with half the blanket kicked off.
Tobirama walked in and pulled the blanket over her. After a pause, he lay down beside her, pulling her gently into his arms.
Warm. Soft.
Better than any jutsu.
"Sleep."
---
The next morning, Anbu base.
Deep underground, the air was cold and damp. Masked Anbu stood motionless like shadows.
"This is Lord Tobirama's squad."
A senior Anbu officer gestured toward sixteen kneeling figures.
Tobirama scanned them calmly.
Two carried faint Root-like traces. The rest were loyalists of Hiruzen Sarutobi.
A clear surveillance unit.
A political leash disguised as authority.
"Leave them to me."
Once the officer departed, Tobirama closed the door and set up a soundproof barrier.
"Raise your heads."
All sixteen obeyed simultaneously.
At that moment—
"Left Eye · Kotoamatsukami."
The strongest genjutsu. Will rewriting.
Their expressions went blank, then gradually turned fervent and absolute.
Their loyalty was erased.
Rewritten.
Only one name remained.
Uchiha Tobirama.
"Who is your master?"
In unison:
"Lord Tobirama."
"Willing to serve Lord Tobirama for life."
Tobirama nodded.
"Good."
"Return to your posts. Report everything—but only according to my instructions."
---
Not long after, a hawk messenger rushed into the base.
"Urgent summons from the Hokage! Highest red alert!"
Tobirama raised a brow.
So it begins.
---
Hokage Office.
The atmosphere was suffocating.
Hiruzen Sarutobi looked as if he had aged a decade overnight. Ashtray overflowing. Eyes dim.
Danzo sat in a wheelchair, missing limbs, but still radiating malice.
When Tobirama entered, both reacted differently—anger and restraint.
"Tobirama," Hiruzen said heavily, "something serious has happened."
He pushed a report forward.
[Lightning, Earth, and Wind have formed an alliance]
[20,000-strong coalition army advancing toward Fire Country borders]
[Frontline collapsing, Sannin in crisis]
[Konoha under imminent threat]
Tobirama pretended to be surprised.
"So fast?"
In truth, he already knew.
Someone inside Konoha had helped pave the way.
Hiruzen sighed deeply.
"You are Konoha's hero."
"Only you can save the Village."
Tobirama leaned back.
"Fine."
"But I have conditions."
Hiruzen's expression darkened.
"Speak."
"First, I want full command of the front line."
"Second, after the war, I want the position of Acting Hokage."
Silence.
Then Tobirama smiled.
"You can refuse."
"But I'll take Konan and Tsunade and go sightseeing on the battlefield."
"Let the coalition reach Konoha first."
Dead silence.
Finally—
"…Fine."
Hiruzen's voice was hoarse.
"I agree."
Danzo's killing intent flared.
Tobirama stood up.
"Prepare the appointment letter."
As he turned to leave, he glanced at Danzo.
"Take care of yourself. Don't die before I return."
Danzo's face twisted with hatred.
"Hiruzen! He must die!"
Hiruzen's eyes turned cold.
"Contact the coalition."
"Tell them—Uchiha Tobirama is heading to the front line."
"This time… eliminate him completely."