"Now that the Sun and Moon Palace is officially founded, it's time I explain our mission and purpose," declared Firecloud Evil God, standing
"Now that the Sun and Moon Palace is officially founded, it's time I explain our mission and purpose," declared Firecloud Evil God, standing tall before the crowd.
"The Sun and Moon Palace is the vanguard of the people of the ninja world. We are the spark of revolution—the ones who will spread truth, inspire resistance, and fight at the frontlines. We represent the will of the common people and the path of true justice.
Our ultimate goal... is freedom, equality, and liberation."
Someone in the group raised a hand. "What do you mean by liberation?"
"It means a world where the people—not a few elites—control their own destiny. No clans dominating others. No ANBU cracking down on free speech. No oppression. A world where everyone stands equal—where there are no lords, no pawns. That's the world we aim to create!"
"I know, I know. Some of you probably think I'm dreaming."
"But as Grandpa Tree once said—people in the ninja world always fear change. If you say 'this room is too dark, we must open a window here' everyone will oppose it.
But if you say 'let's tear the roof off,' suddenly they'll compromise and agree to the window."
"In other words, unless we demand something big, we'll never even get the small things."
"So now—facing this corrupt Konoha, this broken ninja world—we have to hit hard!"
"You all saw what Hiruzen Sarutobi did today. Blind obedience will never bring peace."
"If we don't create our own force—our own organization—we'll end up like the newspaper agency. Like the Senju clan, the Uzumaki clan, and the Shimura clan... wiped out."
"We always say 'Root and ANBU are vicious,' because that's their nature—they won't change. Hiruzen Sarutobi will never put down the blade, and he'll never find redemption. Not until he's destroyed."
"That's why we must fight—fail—and fight again. Fall and rise, over and over, until we win!"
"We must abandon illusions. Prepare for battle!"
"All real power comes from the blade!"
"If there's no democracy inside Konoha, then revolution is our only path!"
"Only by building our own armed force can we seize true power!"
"Right now, the Uchiha clan is recruiting temporary guards and auxiliary units, right?"
"Then let's rally every ally we can, infiltrate them, influence them—and make them ours."
"Also, the Land of Water is in civil war, isn't it? Let's head there. Build our strength. One day, our spark will ignite the whole world!"
"The Sun and Moon Palace will rise above all!"
Firecloud Evil God declared with passion.
"Yes! We will rise above the entire ninja world!"
The crowd cheered wildly, eyes burning with zeal.
A world without oppression. Without class. A world where people are free—that was a dream worth chasing.
Once the villagers had left, Firecloud Evil God rubbed his eyes... and turned back into Uchiha Itachi.
"Damn it... at this rate, I'm really going to go blind."
Every single speech required him to cast genjutsu on the crowd just to keep them convinced.
Even with his Mangekyō Sharingan supercharged by the system, this was brutal.
His vision was already starting to blur.
He hadn't even been in this world for two full days.
Since last night, he'd been using his Mangekyō nonstop—on villagers, on his clansmen, on his subordinates.
Not only that, he'd been running all over the village managing timelines like a one-man logistics corps.
To be honest, Uchiha Itachi was absolutely exhausted.
"I can't keep this up," he muttered, activating Flying Thunder God Technique and teleporting straight back to the Uchiha compound, where he flopped onto his bed.
"I need sleep. Real sleep. Or I'll collapse."
But just as he was about to drift off, a thought popped into his head.
"Wait, I still haven't handled that Asuma situation. And the Fire Daimyo's side of things... I need to contact Izumi ASAP."
He smacked himself in the head and sat up.
Forming hand seals, he called out, "Summoning Jutsu!"
POOF!
A cloud of smoke burst out—summoning a creature.
The Uchiha clan's contract animals were usually ninja cats, often used for gathering intelligence.
But the creature that appeared this time wasn't a cat.
It was a tiny puppy with droopy ears, big shiny eyes, and a round, blushing face.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for successfully summoning a ninja beast! Reward: Pet - Plotmon!]
[Plotmon: A Holy-type Digimon infant characterized by its droopy ears! Being still young, it cannot unleash its holy power and is unaware of its mission. Therefore, its personality is unstable, capable of either good or evil.]
[Skill: 'Plotmon Howl', emits a super-high-pitched cry, rendering enemies paralyzed and unable to move.]
[Awooo~! Awooo~! I'm super fierce~!]
"What the hell—this thing's amazing!"
Itachi's eyes lit up.
"And it's way too cute!"
Without hesitation, he scooped the puppy into his arms and started rubbing his face against its fur.
The Plotmon let out tiny awoo-awoos and wiggled in his grasp—adorable beyond words.
In the anime, its evolution path went:
Plotmon → Gatomon → Angewomon / Nefertimon → Magnadramon / Ophanimon
Gatomon wore long claw gloves copied from Leomon's data.
Her signature attacks included "Neko Punch" and "Cat's Eye," a gaze-based genjutsu-like technique that caused enemies to attack themselves.
Angewomon, a beautiful, angelic Digimon, had six wings in her adult form—and eight in her fully evolved state. She was calm and graceful.
Her ultimate moves included "Holy Arrow" (a powerful lightning spear, also known as "Heaven's Judgment"), and "Heaven's Charm", a radiant energy beam that was more effective the more evil the target was.
As for Nefertimon and Magnadramon... Itachi wasn't that interested. They were kind of ugly.
He figured evolving the puppy to Angewomon was good enough.
If he could reach Ophanimon, that'd be even better.
After all, Ophanimon was one of the Three Great Angel Digimon, alongside Cherubimon and Seraphimon—guardians of the Digital World's core.
They were divine beings representing mercy, love, and justice.
That kind of power might even rival the Sage of Six Paths himself...
Maybe stronger?
Who knew.
"If I give Plotmon to Izumi, she'd be thrilled," Itachi thought, rubbing the tiny creature again.
"Girls can't resist something this cute. Alright—it's settled!"
"But... there's still the Asuma problem. I'll need Naori-senpai to pass a message to Izumi."
Itachi closed his eyes and used Impure World Reincarnation to transmit intel:
Asuma was en route from Konoha to the Land of Fire, preparing to join the Twelve Guardian Ninja.
Through the jutsu, he passed the message to Uchiha Naori, asking her to relay it to Uchiha Izumi.
But the response came quickly—Izumi already knew.
She was currently speaking with the Fire Daimyo's wife.
"...She already knows? Don't tell me... she ran into Asuma herself?"
Itachi frowned slightly.