Starting with the Indra Template

[The timeline of certain events in Naruto is chaotic~]

[This book is purely for mindless fun; those looking for intellectual depth should look elsewhere~]

[The number one weasel of the Uchiha clan dies in chapter four!!!]

[The traitor's brain is left right here~]

Year 55 of Konoha.

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually dissipated, and the night swallowed the earth like a rising tide.

A blood-red moon hung in the sky like an eerie jade disc, casting a sinister crimson light that shrouded the entire Konoha Hidden Village in a ghostly, blood-soaked hue.

Within the Uchiha compound, screams, roars, and pleas for mercy rose and fell, only to be silenced one by one by the dull thud of blades piercing flesh.

The flash of a blade illuminated the cold, ruthless face of Uchiha Itachi—his scarlet Sharingan was terrifyingly calm, as if none of this had anything to do with him.

When his parents' final words surfaced in his mind, his heart felt as if it had been pierced by an invisible blade, aching faintly.

According to the plan, his younger brother, Uchiha Sasuke, would be finishing school soon.

He had to use Tsukuyomi to stimulate Sasuke's ocular power in the shortest time possible...

Then, he would leave Konoha to secretly protect his brother and the village.

Collecting his thoughts, Uchiha Itachi gently wiped the blood from his blade, slowly sheathed it, and turned to leap onto the top of a nearby utility pole.

However, his gaze narrowed slightly—a surge of chakra was quietly approaching.

That familiar aura softened his eyes for a fleeting second, but the next moment, his gaze turned icy cold.

Aside from Sasuke's chakra, his summoned creatures had discovered the traces of someone else!

Impossible... He had personally wiped out the entire Uchiha clan and confirmed the end of every single life; how could there be a survivor?!

Uchiha Itachi's figure dissolved into a murder of crows and vanished.

"Hiss—"

A painful intake of breath sounded jarringly sharp in the silent night.

The youth opened his eyes abruptly, his pupils constricting, and his ragged, heavy breathing was piercingly clear in the stillness.

He tried desperately to rise, but his limbs felt as if all strength had been drained away; even lifting a single finger felt impossibly difficult.

Pain, like a wildfire, crazily gnawed at his nerves.

Warm blood gushed continuously from two puncture wounds in his abdomen, soaking his black ninja attire.

He reached out with trembling hands, trying to cover the wounds, but the blood continued to slide through his fingers, and his hope for survival slipped away bit by bit.

Fatal injuries, ruptured internal organs... he knew clearly that he had almost no chance of living.

"Naruto, Uchiha, the night of the massacre, a traitor with a ninja blade..."

"Forced to have a heart-to-heart talk with him..."

"Is it reasonable to die right after transmigrating?"

Countless thoughts churned in his mind, eventually leaving behind only thick, suffocating despair.

His name was Lin Ye, or rather, he was now Uchiha Yoru.

In his previous life, Lin Ye lived a typical "three-no" life—no steady girlfriend, no steady job, no steady sleep schedule.

If not for the 27 million in savings his parents had left behind, he would have been ground to dust by the hardships of society long ago.

It was precisely because he hadn't experienced the grind of society that he had squandered his wealth, speeding in his sports car along the national highway.

In the end, at a sharp turn, he hit the jackpot...

And then, he transmigrated.

He had thought it was a fresh start, but he never expected it to be the world of Naruto, and the Uchiha clan at that...

What was even more absurd was that the moment he arrived was the very night of the massacre!

At this moment, Uchiha Yoru suddenly sensed a figure at the doorway, and he grew tense.

Soon, he heard Uchiha Itachi say coldly: "I thought it was a survivor, but it turns out to be a dying struggle."

Following this came a series of footsteps, each one carrying such ruthlessness and pressure that it felt as if they were announcing the end of Uchiha Yoru.

The footsteps drew closer, and the oppressive weight seemed to freeze the very air.

Hearing this, a twisted sneer appeared on Uchiha Yoru's lips. Even as his life ebbed away, he used every ounce of his remaining strength to lift his blood-stained finger—and then, he gave Uchiha Itachi the middle finger.

"Screw you, Uchiha Itachi..."

It was as if his final will before death—mockery, rage, and unwillingness—were all condensed into this single moment!

Just as Uchiha Yoru was about to sink completely into the darkness, a cold, mechanical voice suddenly exploded in his ears.

[Ding]

[Detected intense emotional fluctuations from the host... System activated!]

[Current Main Quest: Host must join a faction in the Ninja World and facilitate its unification.]

[System activated for the first time. Beginner's Gift Pack granted.]

[Beginner's Gift Pack opening automatically!]

[Host's near-death state detected. Healing injuries automatically. Indra Template installing...]

"What?!" Uchiha Yoru was shocked, yet the violent changes flooding his mind left him unable to think.

BOOM!!!

In an instant, his soul felt as if it were being torn apart, with countless memories and surges of rage crashing into his mind!

"AAHH--!!"

A scorching torrent of chakra surged madly into Uchiha Yoru's body, as if it intended to burn him to ashes!

His eyes trembled violently; within his blood-red pupils, a single tomoe spun frantically, and immediately after, a third tomoe burst forth like a crimson meteor!

"Is this... the power of Indra?!"

Terrifying ocular power instantly flooded his eyes; he felt as if his very soul were being reshaped by Indra's own hands!

Memories swept in like a tidal wave: Indra's coldness, his rage, his defiance—scene after scene imprinted upon his mind.

"The weak? I have no need for the help of the weak!"

"This world... must be established under my order!"

Finally, the vision froze on Indra's cold and heartless back...

Uchiha Yoru opened his eyes, his blood-red pupils radiating a chilling murderous intent!

He rose rapidly, sensing the abyss-like, violent power within his body—this was the chakra of Indra!

Uchiha Itachi's footsteps faltered, and for the first time, clear astonishment and disbelief appeared in his eyes.

He stared at the rising Uchiha Yoru, seemingly unable to believe what was happening before him.

"Impossible..." Uchiha Itachi muttered, his voice laced with unprecedented shock.

He kept his gaze locked on Uchiha Yoru; the person who should have been dead had somehow been resurrected in the face of despair, and the surging chakra emanating from him was so unfamiliar yet so powerful!

His pupils constricted instantly, the blood-red irises deepening in that moment, filled with an indescribable shock and confusion.

"This power...?!" Uchiha Itachi muttered in shock, his tone filled with incomprehensible bewilderment and deep vigilance.

Uchiha Yoru's transformation was truly bizarre; even though the other's eyes were merely Three-Tomoe, they exerted an unprecedented pressure on him, as if he were being tightly bound by some invisible force.

Step—

Uchiha Yoru took a step, the pool of blood beneath his feet rippling outward. In the next second, his figure flickered like a ghost, appearing directly before Uchiha Itachi!

"Uchiha Itachi..."

He murmured, his voice as cold as an ice-covered blade!

"Do you eat beef?"