Uchiha Toko

"If eyes could awaken even in someone as narrow-minded as you, was it really so strange that I possessed them?" Uchiha Toko said.

"Douhuan, your thinking is too dangerous. For the sake of the village, I'm sorry!" Upon seeing the Mangekyō Sharingan in Uchiha Toko's eyes, Uchiha Shisui dared not delay any longer. He launched the Kotoamatsukami Dojutsu in his left eye, which had originally been prepared for Uchiha Fugaku, to permanently alter Toko's mind.

However, in the next second, excruciating pain tore through both his eyes, and Uchiha Shisui fell into eternal darkness in an instant.

"Since I already knew what your Dojutsu did, how could I possibly fail to guard against it?" Uchiha Toko's voice rang out beside Shisui, who had already been swallowed by darkness.

"How... did you do it?" Shisui covered his hollow eye sockets with one hand and asked with difficulty.

"My Dojutsu: Eighty Calamity Gods." Before Uchiha Shisui could fully adjust to the darkness, Uchiha Toko disarmed him and sealed his Chakra. Then he explained, "It lets me see countless possibilities within a single instant and choose the most correct one from among them. You using your Dojutsu on me, and me evading it before counterkilling you, was one such possibility."

"How did you know about my Dojutsu?" Though he had no strength left to fight, Shisui still tried his utmost to gather information.

"I told you. My eyes can see a future that you cannot." Uchiha Toko toyed with the pair of Mangekyō Sharingan in his hand.

"A prophetic Dojutsu?" Shisui gave a bitter smile. "Then everything I did was under your control, wasn't it?"

Uchiha Toko did not answer Shisui's question. Instead, he said, "The clan records call the Mangekyō the Eye of Heart Reflection, but I prefer to call it the Eye of Answers. Every clan predecessor who possessed these eyes once faced questioning from the depths of their heart, and the Dojutsu conceived within those eyes was their answer."

"Since you keep emphasizing your narrow-mindedness, then I would like to know: when you faced the question of the clan and the village, why was your answer to dominate the wills of others? Did you also believe that the conflict between the clan and the village could not be reconciled under normal circumstances?" Uchiha Toko asked.

Faced with Uchiha Toko's piercing question, Uchiha Shisui fell silent. Toko was right. It was precisely because he could see no future at all between the village and his clansmen that despair, coupled with the faint violence buried deep within him as a ninja, had caused him to awaken such an almost shameless Dojutsu.

"What an arrogant answer." Uchiha Toko spoke calmly. "The clan's bloodline gave you power, yet you wanted to use it on members of the clan."

"What do you intend to do with my eyes?" Uchiha Shisui asked through gritted teeth. "Control the Third Hokage? Your plot will not succeed. Even if you can control the Third Hokage, the others in the village will not stand by and watch the Uchiha revolt. The village's strength is not something a single clan can contend against. You will push the Uchiha into the abyss."

"Still so arrogant, Shisui-nii." Uchiha Toko chuckled as he released Uchiha Shisui from his restraints. "Even now, you refuse to admit that my capacity exceeds yours? Directly controlling Sarutobi Hiruzen? That is merely the most basic use of these eyes."

With that, Uchiha Toko pulled a test tube from his robe and tossed it to Uchiha Shisui.

Though he could not see, a ninja's sharp senses still allowed Uchiha Shisui to easily catch what Uchiha Toko had thrown him. "What is this?"

"A pair of Three Tomoe eyes I took from the clan Shrine," Uchiha Toko said. "Go."

"You're not going to kill me?" Uchiha Shisui froze upon hearing that.

"Kill you?" Uchiha Toko smiled softly. "Why would I kill you?"

Uchiha Toko patted Shisui's shoulder. "Go. Tell Sarutobi Hiruzen what your eyes can do. Then use these eyes passed down from our ancestors to take a good look at the new future I create."

After saying that, Uchiha Toko turned and left the Death Forest without looking back.

After returning to his residence at the edge of the Uchiha Clan Grounds, Uchiha Toko summoned his Ninja Hawk, implanted the two Mangekyō Sharingan into it, then dismissed the summoning.

"Kotoamatsukami is mine. Now my plan can truly begin." Uchiha Toko came to the window and looked out into the night. In the distance, the Hidden Leaf Village was brilliantly lit, forming a stark contrast with the silence within the Uchiha Clan Grounds.

Ever since a truck had sent him into this world fourteen years ago, Uchiha Toko had always felt utterly out of place in this diseased world. After all, for this Ninja World, even evil capitalism was somewhat too advanced.

In his previous life, Uchiha Toko had merely been an ordinary corporate drone. His only hobby had been studying a little 1.5D scholarship in his spare time. He had never expected that, after coming to this world, his deceased parents would give him such a loyal name.

Because of this damned world, Uchiha Toko had been forced to learn killing techniques from childhood, then, at only nine years old, had been fooled by the Will of Fire into going to war. Fortunately, the bloodline carried by this body gave him the talent to survive. Amid countless brushes with death, he also awakened the ultimate power of this clan, the Mangekyō Sharingan, and managed to live until the war ended.

However, Uchiha Toko knew full well that surviving the battlefield was not the end. The Night of the Massacre a few years later was also something he had to consider.

Yet the Uchiha clan meetings, which had already become tradition, contained nothing but endless, meaningless arguments. Thus, Uchiha Toko knew that if he wanted to change the future, he could only rely on himself.

Obtaining Shisui's Kotoamatsukami was merely the first step of his plan.

Although he had harbored other intentions, Uchiha Toko's evaluation of Shisui today had been entirely sincere: arrogant, foolish, and naive. He possessed a weapon as formidable as Kotoamatsukami, yet in the original timeline he had met a miserable death. All he had needed to do was openly reveal the ability of his eyes, and he could have become a Sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of Konoha's upper echelon and the Uchiha Clan. Yet he had chosen the most foolish method possible.

Fortunately, it was mine now.

By the window, Uchiha Toko smiled faintly and looked toward Hokage Rock. The four faces in the darkness were dim and indistinct, and Uchiha Toko stared at the third one.

Then, strongest Hokage in history, what would you do?