Shinigami Descending Upon the Uchiha

"Itachi, Sasuke is in your care from now on."

The full moon hung high in the sky, cloudless, its chilly radiance spilling over Konohagakure.

Under the moonlight, a clan annihilation tragedy was unfolding.

In the Uchiha compound on the outskirts of the village, the people of the Uchiha Clan, women, children, old, and young, were all dying under the blade.

They died with unclosed eyes, corpses strewn everywhere. The entire clan territory, no matter where one looked, was filled with a thick, bloody scent.

In the home of the head of the Uchiha Guard Squad, Uchiha Fugaku and his wife Mikoto knelt indoors, gazing at their eldest son, who was filled with killing intent yet had eyes filled with tears. The couple closed their eyes, silently waiting for their son's slaughter.

Accompanied by a faint sobbing sound, they felt a sharp pain in their chests and lost consciousness.

When Uchiha Fugaku opened his eyes again, he found himself in a transparent state.

"This is..."

"Soul State?"

Uchiha Fugaku looked at his illusory body, then surveyed the room.

His son, Uchiha Itachi, had already left. On the floor lay the bodies of himself and his wife, blood flowing freely.

Their youngest son, Sasuke, lay by the doorway. He had no injuries, and his chest rose and fell normally. However, his face was pale, and his brow was furrowed, likely having had a nightmare.

After all, he was just a child, and he had witnessed such a tragedy in his own home...

"I am..."

A similarly illusory and transparent figure emerged from his wife's body. Her appearance was identical to his wife's; naturally, it was her soul.

Mikoto slowly opened her eyes. A flicker of bewilderment crossed her gaze before she understood. Observing their current state, she already had the answer in her heart.

"We... are truly dead. I wonder what the afterlife is like?"

"The Uchiha Clan has met its end at my hands..."

As Fugaku and Mikoto were lost in their post-death emotions, an unfamiliar, deep and resonant male voice sounded.

"The afterlife is not as good as the living imagine."

The sudden voice immediately interrupted the couple's contemplation. Fugaku's extensive ninja proficiency caused him to turn sharply towards the source of the sound, shielding his wife in front of him.

Fugaku had not detected anyone else in the room before.

He demanded sternly, "Who are you? How did you get here?"

The first thing he saw was a man in pitch-black clothes, tall and with a katana at his waist, looking like a noble samurai.

But what was most impressive was the man's appearance.

His face was regular and handsome, with narrow phoenix eyes that held a certain dignity. His eyebrows were thick and long, but unlike the heavy ones of Kai from the same village, they rose upward like burning flames. His short, dark red hair was the same, giving him a solemn yet active and strange feeling.

In the darkness, those eyes burst forth with astonishing bright light.

"Mr. Fugaku, don't get excited... though it probably doesn't matter if you do, since you're already dead," the man said. "My name is Shikashuin Kenma, and I am a Shinigami from another world. I want to make a deal with your Uchiha Clan."

"Shinigami? From another world?"

The couple looked confused.

If he was a Shinigami, he was here to collect their souls. But what did "from another world" mean?

Could it be that Shinigami also had territories, like ninjas dividing their spheres of influence, with different Shinigami stationed in different places?

Fugaku slightly relaxed his vigilance, but still frowned and asked, "What kind of deal?"

Shikashuin Kenma took a step forward and said, "I can let you live another life in another world called the Soul Society. In return, your Uchiha Clan will sign a contract with me and pledge your loyalty to me wholeheartedly!"

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the chests of the two, noticing no chains. He surmised this was due to the difference between worlds.

"Live... another life!"

Although Uchiha Fugaku was tempted by the prospect of living another life, he didn't lose his reason and agree immediately. Instead, he calmly and gravely asked, "Since we are already dead, how can we live another life? Are you going to resurrect us? If we go to the Soul Society that Lord Shinigami mentioned, will we still be able to travel back and forth to the Ninja World?"

Uchiha Mikoto's gaze fell on Sasuke at the doorway, her eyes filled with guilt and care.

Kenma extended two fingers.

"First, you will go to the Soul Society in soul form. Even so, you will be no different from normal living people. If your aptitude is excellent, you can even eat normally, and having children is also feasible."

"Second, I have already mastered the coordinates of the Ninja World. If you wish to travel back and forth in the future, as long as you get my permission, I can open a Senkaimon for you to travel freely."

Uchiha Fugaku's eyes flickered, already somewhat moved. But he still asked, "What if we don't agree to this deal?"

"This world also has its own Pure Land, but it's different from the world I'm from. Souls exist in a state of frozen consciousness. If you don't follow me, you can only go to the Ninja World's Pure Land, and the final outcome will be the loss of your will, until your soul perishes."

Kenma finished explaining and waited for a moment, allowing Fugaku and Mikoto to digest the information, then presented his choice.

"Choose. Will you come with me to live in another world, or will your souls return to this world and ultimately sink into annihilation?"

This concerned thousands of people in the Uchiha Clan. One careless mistake could cause the entire clan to lose its future again.

Uchiha Fugaku felt a heavy pressure on his shoulders, making it difficult to breathe.

Faced with such a grave decision, his indecisive nature flared up again, making it impossible for him to make any decision at the moment.

"Lord Shinigami, this matter is of great importance. May I have some time to discuss it with my clansmen?"

"You may, but time is of the essence. You should hurry and take action."

Kenma nodded gently and continued, "I have arranged a soul-guiding Kidō and a guide at your Guard Squad building. Your compatriots should arrive here soon."

Fugaku and Mikoto exchanged a glance and immediately walked outside.

As they passed Sasuke, they paused slightly before continuing their steps.

There were matters of greater and lesser urgency. Their son was unharmed, and they couldn't waste time now.

As soon as they stepped out of the room, they saw that the sky outside was covered by a nearly transparent film, enveloping the entire Clan Territory. Mysterious runes were affixed to the film's surface, crisscrossing like chains.

"What is this now?"

A wave of shock washed over them. They hadn't seen this thing in the sky before.

They then looked back at the room in unison. Without a doubt, they knew it must be the work of this mysterious Lord Shinigami again.

Watching Fugaku and Mikoto leave, Shikashuin Kenma's brow relaxed.

"Given the Uchiha Clan's temperament, they will likely agree to die unjustly like this..."

"However, considering this group of lunatics' inherent admiration for strength, it's best to let them witness some power."

Shikashuin Kenma understood the Uchiha's personality all too well.

Having read manga and countless fanfiction novels in his previous life, he had a profound understanding of the Uchiha clan.

That's right, Shikashuin Kenma was not from the Ninja World, nor was he a native of the Soul Society. He was a soul from a place called Earth.

After performing the Great Luck Iai, Kenma's soul transmigrated to the Soul Society and was later found by an old man.

Because he was found in a discarded millstone workshop, he was named [Kenma].

After half a year of study, he learned the language of the Soul Society and lived with the old man.

Because he could feel hunger, he enrolled in the Shino Academy. However, when he registered, the school teacher mistakenly wrote his name, and it was recorded in the Seireitei's internal records as [Kenma], which is now [Shikashuin Kenma].

Upon enrollment, Kenma displayed extraordinary talent and diligence, earning him the title of outstanding student from the academy's teachers and students.

After graduation, due to his steady temperament and proper appearance, he was favored by the previous head of the Great Noble clan, Shikashuin, and taken as a son-in-law to assist and restrain the current, overly lively head of the family.

Although they were not yet officially married, the two were already engaged, and the matter was settled. Kenma then acquired a surname, becoming [Shikashuin Kenma].

Shikashuin Kenma's ability to transmigrate again, from the Soul Society to the Ninja World, was thanks to the Zanpakuto at his waist.

His Spiritual Might had reached the fourth rank, equivalent to a Lieutenant, and he could also hear his Zanpakuto's name to achieve Shikai.

One of his initial abilities was enough to allow him to travel back and forth between two different worlds.

After making up his mind, he broke through the spatial barriers of the two worlds. The first world he arrived in was this war-torn Naruto World.

After familiarizing himself with the Ninja World environment for a period, he began his actions.

This was just before the Uchiha Clan massacre.

After Fugaku and Mikoto left, Shikashuin Kenma's gaze fell upon Sasuke, who was having a nightmare.

"No rush... in a few decades, you'll be mine too."

After the couple left their home, they immediately split up and ran through the streets, calling for the souls of the clansmen to gather on the main street.

The lost souls of the Uchiha also realized their current predicament. Still immersed in anger and unwillingness, they heard Fugaku and Mikoto's shouts from outside.

"Uchiha Fugaku, what is going on! Your son Itachi dares to treat us like this!"

"Minister, look at the son you raised, you must give us an explanation."

"My daughter was only three months old, and Itachi cruelly killed her like this, sob sob!"

"And my son, he was only five years old, what wrong could such a young child have done! Why did he kill him!"

Amidst crying and shouting, the people walked out of their homes and onto the street, cornering Fugaku and Mikoto, surrounding them.

The tearful questions from the clansmen almost made Fugaku unable to bear it.

The man who shook the Ninja World on the battlefield under the name of [Fierce Eyes] did not know how he could face his clansmen's sorrow and anger this time.

His son had committed the crime, and he, as the father, should bear all the responsibility.

"But not now!"

A roar almost drowned out the clansmen's cries.

Uchiha Fugaku still held considerable prestige within the clan, and the voices on the street gradually quieted down.

Bang!

Fugaku, leading Mikoto, the couple knelt on the ground before the surrounding clansmen, kowtowing heavily.

Tears streamed down their faces.

"I take full responsibility for Itachi's actions. After tonight, even if you were to cut me into a thousand pieces, I would not regret it!"

"But there is an important matter tonight, concerning the future of my Uchiha Clan. Please grant us some time, just one hour! After one hour, you may deal with me as you please!"

Fugaku's words were choked with sobs, his voice hoarse.

Mikoto, standing beside him, also shouted loudly, "Me too! Please listen to Fugaku and me finish explaining this matter!"

Amidst the sobbing of the crowd, a voice called out, "But we're all dead, what future do we have!"

"You do!" Fugaku roared, "Just now, I met That Lord Shinigami, and he gave us, the Uchiha Clan, a chance to Live Another Life!"

The couple quickly recounted what had just happened.

A wave of astonishment and doubt rippled through the crowd.

"Something like this... how is it possible!"

"We don't even know if That Lord Shinigami is worth our trust yet?"

"Let alone Loyalty? We are the proud Uchiha, even if it's a Shinigami..."

Just as the crowd began to stir again, a monstrous pressure descended from nowhere, pressing down on everyone.

The Street instantly fell silent, all noise abruptly ceasing.

Thump, thump, thump...

The elderly, weak, women, and children were the first to buckle, crushed to the ground by the pressure, unable to move.

Next were the strong men and genin of each family, and finally, the elite clansmen who had awakened their Sharingan.

In the blink of an eye, no one was left standing on the entire Street.