Konohagakure.
The war had ended.
The first groups of returning shinobi had already arrived.
Among them—
The Uchiha Clan.
Yet unlike other returning forces, there was no celebration.
No welco.
No praise.
Only silence.
The Uchiha had fought in the Second Shinobi War.
They had contributed.
They had bled.
And yet—
They were treated as outsiders.
Resentnt grew silently within the clan.
This was not new.
The tension between the Uchiha and Konoha had existed for years.
And now—
It was growing worse.
One day…
It would explode.
A Night of Secrets
The night in Konoha was quiet.
Peaceful on the surface.
But beneath that calm—
Darkness moved.
A shadow flickered across rooftops.
Fast.
Silent.
Like a ghost.
Only one thing stood out—
A pair of crimson eyes.
The Sharingan.
Three tomoe spinning slowly.
It was Uchiha Fugaku.
He moved carefully, avoiding patrols.
His destination—
A forgotten place.
The Naka Shrine.
Once, it had been the pride of the Uchiha.
Now—
It stood abandoned.
Decaying.
Hidden at the edge of the village.
A symbol of lost glory.
Fugaku stood before it for a mont.
His eyes were complicated.
Then—
He stepped inside.
The Stone Tablet
The shrine was silent.
Dust covered everything.
Without hesitation, Fugaku found the hidden entrance.
A staircase leading underground.
He descended.
The chamber below was small.
Bare.
Empty—
Except for one thing.
A stone tablet.
Ancient.
Covered in faded text.
Fugaku approached slowly.
Then began wiping it clean.
Carefully.
Reverently.
After a long effort—
The surface was revealed.
But—
He still couldn't read it.
"…So it's true."
Fugaku activated his Sharingan.
Instantly—
The text changed.
The hidden aning erged.
The tablet revealed the history of the Sharingan.
Its origin.
Tracing back to Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki.
To his son—
Indra.
The first wielder.
The first to awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan.
A power capable of destroying the world.
Fugaku read on.
Then—
He reached the truth.
The secret.
The thod to awaken it.
His eyes widened.
"…So that's how."
The Uchiha were called a cursed clan.
Not because of fate—
But because of power.
Their strength ca from emotion.
From intense feeling.
From loss.
From pain.
And the Mangekyō Sharingan…
Required sothing even greater.
A deeper trigger.
A greater tragedy.
The simplest way—
Was to kill the one closest to you.
To witness their death.
To awaken through hatred.
Silence filled the chamber.
Fugaku stood frozen.
His heart trembled.
This was the price.
This…
Was the truth of the Uchiha.
He tried to continue reading.
But couldn't.
The rest of the tablet remained hidden.
Beyond his current power.
Only those with the Mangekyō could see further.
Fugaku closed his eyes.
His thoughts were chaotic.
"Yes…"
"This would make stronger…"
"But…"
At what cost?
He wanted power.
He wanted to surpass Ragnar.
But—
Not like this.
Not by sacrificing soone he loved.
He wasn't that kind of person.
At least…
Not yet.
The Choice
Fugaku left the shrine.
His steps heavy.
His mind burdened.
The forest outside was dark.
Silent.
Empty.
He walked aimlessly.
Like a wandering spirit.
Then—
A voice spoke.
"Heh… so you've seen it."
A figure erged from the ground.
It was Black Zetsu.
Fugaku's eyes sharpened.
"You knew," he said coldly.
"You knew everything."
"The thod to awaken it."
Black Zetsu remained calm.
"I only showed you the truth."
"The Uchiha are called cursed for a reason."
"This is your fate."
Fugaku clenched his fists.
His voice rose.
"You underestimate ."
"I don't need that thod."
"I will awaken the Mangekyō… my own way."
Black Zetsu watched him silently.
Then smiled faintly.
"Interesting."
"Let's see how far you can go… Uchiha."
The night remained quiet.
But within that silence—
A storm had begun to form.
End of Chapter
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