Transmigration

"You come from Dandong, return my..."

"Ah!"

In Konoha, within the Uchiha Clan compound, a young man snapped his eyes open and bolted upright in bed, jolted awake.

"Where is this..."

Uchiha Kazuto looked at his surroundings with a dazed expression. The scene before him felt both familiar and alien. Yet, he remembered clearly that he had been playing on his phone just a moment ago. How did everything go black, only for him to suddenly appear here?

This place was not his home!

"Where am I?"

Uchiha Kazuto clutched his head. The next moment, a flood of inexplicable memories surged into his mind, and he instantly understood his current predicament.

"So that's how it is. I've transmigrated. And I've transmigrated into the world of Naruto. This body is called Uchiha Kazuto..."

A flash of realization crossed Uchiha Kazuto's eyes. He had never expected that transmigration was actually real, let alone that it would happen to him.

"Forget it. Since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it. From now on, I am Uchiha Kazuto."

He shook his head, quickly accepting his identity. There was no other choice; transmigration was an established reality. Aside from accepting it, what else could he do?

What he needed to consider now was how to survive in this dangerous world. According to the memories he had acquired, his current identity was merely an unremarkable ninja of the Uchiha Clan. Although he had joined the Police Force, his strength was equivalent to that of a Genin, and he hadn't even awakened his Sharingan.

He was a weakling, through and through. The mere thought of the impending clan massacre made his scalp tingle. Especially since he was now a member of the Uchiha Clan; even though he was alive now, in reality, he was already a dead man in the future.

That beast Uchiha Itachi did not discriminate between men, women, or children when he wiped out the clan. He was even more ruthless than the Mongols; at least the Mongols supposedly spared those shorter than a chariot wheel. Uchiha Itachi didn't care about such things—even a newborn infant wouldn't stop him from cutting them down.

This guy had no humanity; he was just a beast in human skin.

Furthermore, Uchiha Kazuto discovered that he didn't seem to have a golden finger. No system, no special cultivation techniques, no martial arts—nothing. Before he transmigrated, he was just an ordinary person, packaged as-is. His only advantage was knowing a bit of the plot, but what use was that when he was this weak?

He couldn't do anything.

What should he do? This godforsaken world!

Was he going to die just after arriving in this world? No, no, he had to survive!!!

Upon realizing his future, Uchiha Kazuto became agitated. This godforsaken world didn't follow any laws; it lacked order, and people killed as they pleased. Was a weakling like him destined to die? Where was justice? Where was the rule of law?!

A mass murderer like Uchiha Itachi should be arrested and executed by firing squad!!!

Uchiha Kazuto's breathing grew heavy. The more he thought, the angrier he became. This damn Ninja World, these damn ninjas, that damn Uchiha Itachi!!

"Hm? What's going on? Why do I feel a bit dizzy?"

Suddenly, Uchiha Kazuto clutched his head, feeling a wave of vertigo. Immediately after, he felt a sharp pain in his eyes, his body went limp and weak, and he collapsed to the floor as a large amount of blood poured from his nostrils.

His eyes began to change.

One-tomoe, two-tomoe, three-tomoe—the three tomoe fused together, forming a unique pattern. Powerful, surging Chakra erupted from his body. Perhaps it was the uniqueness of being a transmigrator, perhaps it was the result of two souls merging, or perhaps it was the sheer fury and grief in his heart...

Regardless of the cause, in this moment, Uchiha Kazuto awakened his own Mangekyo Sharingan.

Power!

"Power! This is... my power!"

A short while later, Uchiha Kazuto slowly climbed up from the floor. Those scarlet eyes seemed to radiate an incredibly eerie light.

At the same time, as if by instinct, Uchiha Kazuto understood the abilities of his two Dojutsu.

Perhaps due to his nature as a transmigrator, the names of these eye techniques were completely different from those of other Uchiha in this world.

Left Eye: Eye of Law Creation: You can establish rules for the faction that belongs to you. When your faction follows your rules, you will receive a continuous feedback of power. You can use this power to create new rules or to strengthen yourself and learn various Ninjutsu.

Right Eye: Eye of Punishment: Once you have created corresponding rules, you can use the power of this eye to set corresponding punishments. When someone in your faction violates your rules, they will receive the corresponding punishment. You can also use your ocular power to establish your own special faction.

"Since the Ninja World lacks the order I recognize, then let me be the one to establish the order I believe in, the order I require!"

Uchiha Kazuto sensed his two Dojutsu. The emergence of these techniques was perhaps born from his earlier thoughts—the unwillingness and anger in his heart had finally birthed these two unique abilities.

The only pity was that Uchiha Kazuto's two Dojutsu possessed no combat power. On the front lines, they could not launch any powerful attacks, unlike Kamui, Tsukuyomi, Amaterasu, or Kotoamatsukami, which possessed formidable offensive capabilities.

His two Dojutsu possessed only pure, simple auxiliary functions.

"Three laws, is it?"

Uchiha Kazuto discovered that these so-called rules were essentially regulations. With his current level of ocular power reserves, he could only establish three laws and set three punishments. To establish more laws, he would need more ocular power. Once the laws were established, as long as the faction nominally belonging to him and under his management continued to follow his laws, he would receive a continuous supply of power to replenish his ocular strength, allowing him to establish new laws and open up new channels for acquiring power.

At the same time, he discovered that his ocular power was different from that of a standard Sharingan. It was a special type of energy that could be used to strengthen himself and learn various Ninjutsu. Furthermore, the operation of the laws also required the participation of this ocular power. The existence of this power was like the currency of a nation, serving various purposes: bolstering national defense, researching technology, establishing departments, and issuing salaries to maintain the operation of the law...