Weapon Girl

Feeling the residual purple chakra in the surroundings, Yue Uchiha sensed the Dragon Vein buried deep beneath the earth.

It seemed this was the place where he had arrived after crossing over, and it would also be the place from which he would eventually depart.

He used his right eye to carefully observe the terrain and landscape, imprinting every detail deeply into his mind.

Just then, a heart-stopping surge of chakra erupted from the depths of the dense forest in the distance!

"BOOM!"

A massive explosion was accompanied by flames shooting into the sky, followed immediately by a scream of extreme, piercing agony.

"Aaaah! Monster! She's a monster!!"

"Run! Don't look back! The Uchiha Clan has unleashed that 'weapon'!!"

Hearing the words "Uchiha" and "weapon," Yue's heart skipped a beat.

Ignoring the pain in his body, he gathered chakra at the soles of his feet and leaped through the branches like a phantom, sneaking toward the edge of the battlefield.

Hundreds of meters away, in a clearing scorched by the fires of war, dozens of fully armed ninjas were fleeing in a rout.

Each of them possessed the skills of a jonin, yet at this moment, they were like a flock of sheep driven by a predator, their faces etched with despair and terror.

From the sea of flames behind them, a small, thin figure slowly emerged.

Enduring the intense pain throughout his body, Yue Uchiha squinted his remaining right eye, his gaze piercing through the heavy curtain of rain and fire to finally see the figure surrounded by fear.

It was not a young woman at all, but a little girl who looked to be at most eleven or twelve years old.

Her frame was so frail she seemed as if a gust of wind could blow her over, and the oversized, worn-out dark blue Uchiha combat uniform hung loosely on her, the sleeves rolled up several times just to reveal her palms.

Her hair was somewhat disheveled, as if it hadn't been groomed in a long time, with strands of black hair sticking wetly to her paper-white cheeks.

Yet, this child who looked so fragile was currently the only god of death on this battlefield.

"Squelch!"

A burly jonin from an enemy clan roared, swinging a giant zanbato toward the girl.

However, the blade stopped abruptly three inches from the top of her head.

It wasn't blocked; the jonin had stopped himself.

In that instant, the jonin's eyes shifted from rage to hollow dullness, and immediately after, countless chains of chakra radiating an eerie red light erupted from his chest, instantly hijacking his nervous system like a parasite.

"Kill... kill..."

The jonin muttered incoherently, suddenly turning his blade and, without hesitation, decapitating the comrade beside him!

"Bastard! What are you doing?!"

"He's under a genjutsu! Don't look into that girl's eyes!!"

The surrounding ninjas screamed in terror.

Yue Uchiha saw it clearly from the treetop.

The little girl slowly raised her head, and her originally pitch-black pupils changed instantly.

It was not a standard Three Tomoe, but a Mangekyō Sharingan pattern as complex and eerie as a blooming flower!

Mangekyō Dōjutsu: Yachihoko!

This was a terrifying ocular technique capable of forcibly erasing memories, implanting commands, or even controlling others as puppets through chakra connections.

"Uchiha Hikari?"

As a transmigrator, he naturally knew this name.

In that game storyline forgotten by later generations, Uchiha Hikari was a tragic existence born during the Warring States period, raised by the Uchiha Clan as their "ultimate weapon."

She had no childhood, no sense of self, and even her name, "Hikari" (Light), was a cruel irony.

For her entire life was lived in the deepest darkness.

At this very moment, she clearly had not yet met the nameless boy who would bring her a glimmer of warmth; she was still nothing more than a thoroughly brainwashed killing machine.

"Hikari, you're too slow."

An old, cold voice drifted from the shadows behind the girl.

Two middle-aged ninjas wearing the attire of the Uchiha high command stepped out.

They did not join the fight, but stood in a safe area, issuing orders as if driving livestock.

One of them even held a sealing scroll, his eyes staring coldly at that small, retreating back.

"Don't waste ocular power on controlling small fry; just wipe them out. Your mission is to clear this area and sweep away obstacles for the clan's advance."

Upon hearing the order, the little girl named Hikari trembled slightly.

She did not speak, nor did her expression flicker in the slightest; she simply nodded mechanically.

"Yes... Elder."

The girl's voice was youthful yet raspy, permeated with a deathly, icy chill.

In the next second, the Mangekyo in her eyes spun frantically.

"Yachihoko: Imprint!"

The bodies of the dozen or so enemy ninja connected by chakra chains suddenly began to convulse violently.

Their memories were shattered in an instant, their minds forcibly rewritten.

Immediately following, these dozen people began to roar like mad dogs, drawing their weapons and launching into the bloodiest of fratricides!

Severed limbs flew, and blood stained the falling rain.

In less than half a minute, that elite squad, which had originally possessed the strength to resist, was completely wiped out in their mutual slaughter, leaving not a single survivor.

As for the perpetrator, that little girl, she simply stood quietly in the center of the pile of corpses.

The rain washed the blood from her face, and she clutched her eyes, her body swaying slightly; it was clear that the frequent use of the Mangekyo had placed a tremendous burden on her young body.

"Cough, cough..."

Hikari covered her mouth, coughing up a trace of blood.

"Hmph, what a useless thing; she's in this state after only using it a few times."

The Uchiha Elder not only lacked the slightest pity, but he also frowned in disgust. "It seems the intensity of 'that' seal must be increased to better extract her power. Everything for the Uchiha!"

"The Elder is right, everything for the Uchiha!" another ninja sneered.

Yue watched the scene below coldly.

This was an era even more chaotic and devoid of bottom lines than the future.

In this era, the Uchiha Clan was riddled with factions, and in order to vie for power, they would not hesitate to turn clansmen with special talents into mindless weapons.

Although the abuse of Izanagi had been mitigated under the Izanami governed by the Uchiha, madness remained the underlying color of the Uchiha at this time.

And Uchiha Hikari was the most tragic sacrifice of this era.

"Who is there?"

An Uchiha Elder with keen sensory abilities whipped his head around, his gaze locking onto the treetop where Yue was hiding like a hawk. "Get out here!!"

Since he had been exposed, there was no need to hide anymore.

"Whoosh!"

A black shadow leaped down from the treetop, landing steadily on the muddy clearing.

Yue Uchiha slowly straightened his back.

Although his black combat suit was damaged and the bandage wrapped around his left eye was soaked through with rain, the Three-Tomoe Sharingan in his only remaining right eye was emitting a chilling, ghostly light.

"Who are you?!"

The two Uchiha Elders immediately drew their kunai, staring vigilantly at this uninvited guest who had suddenly appeared.

They saw Yue's distinctive black hair and red eyes.

"Sharingan? And a Three-Tomoe at that. Which branch of the clan are you from? Why have I never seen you before?!" the Elder demanded sharply.

Yue ignored the two old things.

His gaze passed over them and landed on the little girl standing in the rain, her expression numb.

Their eyes met.

Hikari's gaze was hollow and empty, but the moment she saw the right eye of Yue, a faint ripple seemed to stir in the depths of her originally dead pupils.

"Another disgusting clansman?" Hikari muttered to herself, her eyes remaining gray and dim.