Go Kill Itachi Uchiha

And so, it ends.

Du Yang of the One Piece world and Du Yang of the Naruto world had both reached the pinnacle of their respective realms.

Du Yang of the Marvel world possessed that same potential.

After the transformation was complete and the memories shared, the Naruto-world Du Yang wanted to say a few more words, but he felt his consciousness beginning to drift away.

When Du Yang opened his eyes, he realized he had returned to the reality of the Naruto world.

"It feels just like a beautiful dream."

Du Yang clenched his hands, feeling the surge of abundant power within him.

Clearly, this was no dream.

However, because he had shared the rules of other worlds, he could clearly feel the laws of this world beginning to exert their influence upon him once more.

And now that he possessed this power, Uchiha Du Yang knew exactly what he had to do.

"I have no other choice, do I?"

"Or rather, for the survival of the Uchiha Clan, I must kill him first."

Du Yang retrieved a ninja blade.

A single ninja blade.

Possessing just one blade was enough.

"Du Yang, where are you going? Dinner will be ready soon."

"My apologies, Mother. I forgot to tell you, I have plans to go out for barbecue with a friend tonight."

After brushing off his mother with a casual excuse, Du Yang walked alone along the stone path at the edge of the clan grounds.

Lights shone from the windows, casting warm silhouettes, while the sounds of laughter and joy were muffled by the window frames, becoming indistinct.

He knew that if he did not act, all these smiles would freeze forever tonight.

Du Yang walked slowly, for he knew what he was about to face.

He turned toward the training grounds at the rear of the clan compound.

The training ground was empty, save for the rustling of wind through the trees.

The moonlight was cold, casting sparse, twisted shadows on the ground like distorted ghosts.

A figure stood with his back to him in the center of the field, head bowed, slowly wiping a short blade with a white cloth.

The blade shimmered with a cold, frigid luster under the moonlight; the movement was calm and focused, carrying a ritualistic coldness.

It was Itachi Uchiha.

Du Yang's guess was correct; tonight was the night of the massacre.

At this moment, Itachi Uchiha had already betrayed the Uchiha Clan, leaking the news of their planned rebellion to the Third Hokage and Danzo.

Now, Itachi had even volunteered to slaughter the entire Uchiha Clan himself.

Du Yang stopped, standing several yards away.

He could hear the sound of his own heartbeat, not out of nervousness or fear, but out of excitement.

Du Yang knew that the night of the massacre would not come to pass.

Itachi did not turn around, nor did he stop his wiping motion. His voice was as flat as if he were stating a settled fact as he spoke: "You shouldn't have come here."

Uchiha Du Yang steadied his emotions and said earnestly: "But I am here."

The last speck of dust was wiped from the short blade, and Itachi finally turned around.

Those eyes were no longer the calm, dark orbs of his daily life; against a scarlet background, three tomoe slowly rotated, casting an eerie glow in the moonlight.

He looked at Du Yang as if he were looking at a dead man.

Itachi Uchiha asked: "Why are you here, and how did you know I would be here?"

To Du Yang, Itachi's Sharingan seemed to possess a special ability; the rotation of the tomoe felt as if it held a gravitational pull, threatening to drag his entire soul inside.

In the past, he had never possessed the confidence to face this genius youth of the Uchiha.

Uchiha Du Yang got straight to the point: "Why do you intend to exterminate the entire Uchiha Clan?"

Itachi's brow twitched imperceptibly. He had not expected his intentions to be seen through by Du Yang.

His impression of Uchiha Du Yang was, at most, that of a shy, distant relative he had met a few times.

It seemed that among the younger generation, his own situation was quite exceptional.

But it didn't matter; they would all be dead tonight anyway!

The rebellious Uchiha Clan had to be wiped out.

Without warning, Itachi's figure vanished from where he stood, and in the next instant, he appeared directly in front of Du Yang.

The short blade transformed into a streak of cold lightning, thrusting straight toward the heart without a moment's hesitation.

Uchiha Du Yang did not dodge; he even puffed out his chest slightly.

With a crisp snap and a flash of black, the short blade shattered upon impact.

Itachi Uchiha's face filled with shock, and he retreated with the speed of lightning.

Uchiha Du Yang wore an expression of relief: "So, you really intend to kill me."

What kind of wishful thinking was he still clinging to at this point?

The boy standing before him, barely in his teens, was colluding with another traitor of the Uchiha Clan to slaughter their entire kin.

If he failed to stop him, his own mother, father, and younger brother would all die miserable deaths at his hands.

What exactly was he expecting?

Was he expecting Itachi Uchiha to have a change of heart, to fight side-by-side with him and make the Uchiha Clan great again?

Ridiculous!

Disgraceful!

Utterly childish!

That instinctive question had only been met with a blade from Itachi Uchiha.

If Itachi Uchiha were truly capable of realizing the truth, he wouldn't have slaughtered so many of the Uchiha on this night of extermination.

This guy was beyond saving; he had been completely brainwashed by the Third Hokage and his ilk.

Itachi Uchiha saw that expression, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

Because that look was exactly how one might gaze upon a beast.

He, Itachi Uchiha, was no beast; he was the man who would bring peace to Konoha.

The blood-red hue in Itachi's vision suddenly swirled and condensed, the three tomoe frantically connecting and warping until they formed a complex pattern.

Mangekyou Sharingan, activate.

The next moment, Itachi Uchiha saw a pair of identical eyes.

He found it hard to believe that his opponent had also awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan.

A cold, ruthless look appeared on Uchiha Du Yang's face: "Since you want to kill me, and even the entire clan, then I have no choice but to kill you."

"I won't say I'm sorry, because you truly deserve to die."

Itachi was not actually an arrogant person; on the contrary, he was quite humble, cautious, and an extremely rational man.

Even with his cautious nature, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

Did he really think that just because he had awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan, he could kill him?

Even among Mangekyou Sharingan users, there were differences in strength.

Not to mention, he possessed Shisui's eye.

The one who would die today would undoubtedly be Uchiha Du Yang.

This guy didn't understand at all that if the entire Uchiha Clan weren't wiped out, they would eventually rebel, which would bring unimaginable turmoil to Konoha.

Neither of them spoke for a moment, and the training ground returned to a deathly silence.

Uchiha Du Yang smiled, then drew the ninja sword he had brought with him.

In the distance, the lights of the Uchiha Compound began to extinguish, one by one.

Within Itachi Uchiha's field of vision, everything gradually turned pitch black.

Yet, within that darkness, a point of pure white light seemed to bloom, leaving him utterly stunned.