Night of Extermination, Memory Awakens

"The Sharingan possesses the power to control Tailed Beasts. There are those in the clan filled with resentment toward the village; if pushed into a corner, they will absolutely do it."

"I imagine both sides would suffer heavy losses."

"But Itachi, as long as you exist, you can catch everyone off guard and bring them under control."

"A bloodless revolution would succeed."

"A bloodless revolution?"

"Itachi, you are my son. I beg of you."

Uchiha Itachi walked out of the shrine in silence.

"Father, why are you just as arrogant and conceited as the others in the Uchiha?"

"Attempting to use force to overthrow Konoha?"

"I am truly so disappointed in you."

Watching Uchiha Itachi walk out in silence, Uchiha Fugaku felt an immense heaviness in his heart.

"Itachi, what kind of choice will you make?"

"But no matter what you choose, your mother and I will support you."

Thinking of this, Uchiha Fugaku wanted to head back, wishing to spend the remaining peaceful time with Mikoto and Sasuke.

"However, what is going on?"

Uchiha Fugaku had only taken two steps when he felt a violent pain in his head and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The Uchiha ninjas, hearing the commotion, immediately rushed inside.

"Clan leader! Clan leader, are you alright?"

"Lady Uchiha Mikoto, the clan leader has fainted for some unknown reason."

"Please, go see the clan's medical ninja, Uchiha Ri, quickly."

Uchiha Mikoto's head buzzed with a loud ringing.

"Itachi, how could this be? Did you really lay a hand on your father?"

Uchiha Mikoto thought of Itachi first, because she knew why Fugaku had stayed behind.

But she had to see how Fugaku was doing first.

Hokage Office Building.

The four high-ranking officials of Konoha—Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen, Advisor Shimura Danzō, and consultants Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu—had long been seated, waiting for Uchiha Itachi's report.

Uchiha Itachi arrived at the Hokage building, knelt on one knee, and spoke words that shocked the four of them.

"The Uchiha intend to launch a revolution within the village."

Upon hearing this, Danzō immediately said, "We must strike first before they make their move."

Meanwhile, Sarutobi Hiruzen, in order to maintain his image, immediately retorted, "The Uchiha clan were once our comrades-in-arms. I wish to resolve this through communication; I do not want to use force."

The high-level meeting concluded.

With the tacit approval of the others, Danzō met with Uchiha Itachi.

"Itachi, don't be fooled by Hiruzen's fine words. When it comes down to the critical moment, he will still choose to protect Konoha."

"I want you to make a choice."

"Will you join the Uchiha clan's revolution and perish along with your family when the clan is wiped out?"

"Or will you stand on the side of Konoha, save your younger brother before the rebellion, and assist the village in slaughtering the entire Uchiha clan?"

"No matter what, this must be suppressed before the rebellion begins."

"The only ninja capable of shouldering this heavy responsibility is you—the double agent for both the Uchiha clan and Konoha."

"Itachi, are you willing to accept this mission?"

I do not know how much time had passed when Uchiha Fugaku, who had been unconscious, slowly woke up from the bed.

"Who am I?"

"Am I Uchiha Fugaku?"

"No, I am Zhao Fuyue."

Zhao Fuyue was momentarily stunned the instant he sorted through his memories.

Although Zhao Fuyue knew he had transmigrated, he hadn't realized at the time that he had arrived in the Ninja World, nor that the person he had transmigrated into was Uchiha Fugaku.

Zhao Fuyue had transmigrated before Uchiha Fugaku was even born.

However, because Zhao Fuyue's soul was far too powerful, the unborn body could not contain it, and his physical form was on the verge of collapse.

Consequently, the system had no choice but to intervene and seal away the majority of his soul and memories to preserve his life.

There was simply no other way; had he not sealed his soul and memories, he would have faced certain death.

Yet, he never expected that even with a different soul inhabiting the body, Fugaku's life would still end up following the same old path.

Furthermore, the system hadn't mentioned that the seal would last this long; it had clearly stated it would only be for a few years.

And now, the seal had lasted for nearly thirty years.

It had left a massive mess for him to clean up, and he was about to face the blade of his own "filial" son.

If the previous Fugaku hadn't also been himself, Zhao Fuyue would honestly have wanted to start cursing.

Regardless, this was entirely the system's fault, and if it didn't provide him with some compensation, this matter wouldn't be over.

Thinking of this, Li Yu immediately began to question the system within his mind.

"System, System, didn't you say the memories wouldn't be sealed for too long?"

"How did it end up being sealed for nearly thirty years?"

At this moment, the system, startled awake by Li Yu, immediately began its diagnostic.

Along with the sound of the diagnostic came the murmurs of a system that had just woken from a slumber.

"What happened? I clearly set it to sleep for three years."

"Why did it take until now to unseal and wake me up?"

Before long, the system intelligence discovered the cause.

To the system's own dismay, it turned out the fault lay entirely with itself.

When it went into hibernation, it had forgotten to set a wake-up timer; if the host's soul hadn't sensed danger and triggered its awakening, it might not have been forced to wake up until the host was already dead.

Should it tell the host the truth?

But if it said that, would it be cursed to death by the host?

To avoid being scolded, the system intelligence made a decision that went against its own conscience.

This matter absolutely could not be its fault; it had to find a scapegoat.

So, what kind of excuse should it fabricate?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck the system intelligence—this reason would do.

After hearing the system's explanation, Zhao Fuyue roughly understood what had happened.

After sealing his soul and memories, the system had been subjected to inexplicable interference from this world and had fallen into a deep sleep.

But what could possibly interfere with a system?

Could it be that the Ninja World had something like a Heavenly Dao? Or perhaps the Sage of Six Paths lurking in the Pure Land?

Or was it possible that both were true?

Meanwhile, the system residing in Zhao Fuyue's mind was speechless.

"That was just a random excuse I made up."

"Please stop overthinking it, alright?"