The first thing I felt was cold stone beneath my hands.The second… was power.
My eyes shot open, and I gasped sharply. A faint light filtered through the cracks in the ceiling, illuminating the walls of a small cavern. My body—smaller, leaner—felt light yet incredibly sharp, like every nerve had been reforged.
I looked down at my hands. They were pale, youthful—hands that couldn't be older than thirteen.
A faint reflection shimmered in a pool of water beside me, and I froze.That face...
Black hair that framed my cheeks. Onyx eyes that held both calm and fire.It was the unmistakable face of Itachi Uchiha, only younger—thirteen years old, just as he had been during his prime as an ANBU prodigy.
I touched my cheek, almost in disbelief."So… I really became him."
Dozens of scrolls were scattered around the cave. Some were sealed, others unfurled—ancient writings in elegant kanji describing complex Fūinjutsu, advanced Genjutsu, and Kenjutsu techniques. Weapons were sealed neatly within tags and scrolls—kunai, shuriken, even blades with special markings.
And then, before I could even take a step, my vision shifted.
My pupils twisted and spun into the unmistakable pattern of the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan. The world sharpened instantly—every droplet of water, every flicker of light, every grain of dust seemed frozen in time.
I blinked once.My right eye burned faintly with black flame. Amaterasu—the eternal fire that could burn through even the gods.My left eye pulsed, resonating with an ancient rhythm. Tsukuyomi—the divine illusion capable of shaping reality within the mind.
And in that moment, knowledge flooded my brain like a torrent.Memories that weren't mine—flashes of battle, pain, power. The gentle smile of Itachi Uchiha. The divine wrath of Indra Ōtsutsuki. The precision of Kakashi Hatake's techniques.Each fragment clicked into place within my mind, forming something new. Something more.
"My mind… it's evolving."
Lightning flickered at my fingertips. Instinctively, I formed a single seal. "Chidori," I whispered.The cave erupted with light, the sound of a thousand birds echoing off the stone walls.
But as I stared at the electric mass, my mind raced with ideas—shapes, variations, possibilities. My genius—Indra's genius—worked in perfect tandem with Kakashi's knowledge.
I extended my hand and began shaping the chakra differently.
⚡ Chidori Senbon.Dozens of lightning needles shot forward, embedding themselves perfectly in the rock wall.
⚡ Chidori Sharp Spear.A lightning lance extended from my palm, piercing the ground a few meters ahead.
⚡ Chidori Current.Waves of lightning crackled around me, forming a defensive barrier that lit the entire cave.
Then I took it further.
⚡ Chidori Gatana.Channeling lightning through the blade of a sword I summoned from a sealing scroll, I felt the steel hum like thunder itself.
I grinned faintly. "Not bad."
But that wasn't all. My chakra surged higher—denser, hotter, alive. The Uzumaki Sage Body within me pulsed with divine vitality. My energy wasn't just chakra—it was something purer, more powerful.I could feel Kurama sleeping within me, a monstrous presence of raw fury and pride.
So the Nine-Tails really is here…
I exhaled slowly. My mind cleared. I wasn't just Itachi. I wasn't just Indra. I was something greater.
Lightning flickered outside the cave, as if the heavens themselves were responding to my awakening.Thunder rolled in the distance.
A smirk crept across my lips. "Guess even Zeus knows his son has arrived."
I turned toward the mouth of the cave, the faint breeze brushing my hair. Somewhere beyond this mountain, a world of demigods, monsters, and gods awaited.
But this time, Olympus wasn't getting another pawn.
They were getting an Uchiha.