Kaleidoscope Awakening

Good heavens, I've finally made it to this point in time!

Qiuyang stared with glowing, pitch-black eyes at the blond brat being dragged off to the Hokage's office not far away, the paint bucket used for his prank still clutched tightly in his hand.

He had been cursing and resisting the whole way, leaving a trail of paint behind him.

After watching them walk away with a beaming smile, Qiuyang couldn't help but look up once more at Naruto's artistic masterpiece—

The once solemn and dignified Hokage Rock, after being "touched up" by the soul-artist Naruto, looked as ridiculous as it possibly could.

He couldn't help but burst into unbridled laughter.

This laughter lasted for a full three minutes, until tears were streaming down his face.

How could he not laugh?

The grievances and forbearance he had endured over the past few years were like those of a rat hiding in a sewer, dark and crawling in distortion.

Every day, he worried that as an outsider, he would be ruthlessly erased by this world at any moment.

Now that the main plot of Naruto had finally begun, he possessed the "Heavenly Eye" that knew every detail of the story; he would no longer have to hide or act timidly.

And Obito, you'd better watch your back!

Qiuyang leaped, jumping continuously through the familiar alleyways, and in the blink of an eye, he stood atop a massive water tower on a high building, overlooking the panoramic view of Konoha.

Hum—

With a stir in his heart, his pupils shifted from black to red, and three tomoe slowly appeared, rotating around the center of his eyes. There was no pain or discomfort throughout the entire process.

Excellent. It seems the massive amount of ocular power lost that night has fully recovered.

Ask him where he comes from?

Perhaps it would be easier to understand if you mentioned the surname beside his name—my name is Uchiha Qiuyang.

A bona fide transmigrator.

The time he transmigrated was incredibly awkward; it was the very night Itachi was frantically harvesting the lives of his clansmen for the sake of his foolish little brother.

The area where his predecessor was located was...

No, to be precise, it was the area of the Police Force being cleaned up by that snake, Obito.

At that time, his predecessor, only a few years older than Second Pillar, did not have the same mental fortitude as Second Pillar. After witnessing his parents and brother being killed one by one in an instant, he had opened his eyes in helplessness and despair, awakening the legendary Mangekyo Sharingan in a fit of rage.

One must know that before this, his predecessor was a total scrub who couldn't even awaken a single-tomoe Sharingan.

The Uchiha bloodline inherited by his family wasn't particularly thick; they were very much on the fringes of the clan.

If it weren't for his predecessor's brother awakening a two-tomoe Sharingan during a desperate mission in the previous Great Ninja War, allowing him to join the Police Force, just surviving would have been a struggle for this family.

Just as their little family was finally starting to get better, Itachi and Obito suddenly pulled off this clan-extermination operation...

Now, for his predecessor, even staying alive was a luxury.

So, after awakening the Mangekyo, he looked at his lifeless relatives lying on the ground and went completely insane. In a flash, he gripped a kunai and lunged at Obito.

He swore to kill the hateful person before him and exact his revenge.

Since there was no way back, why not fight to the death?

Benefiting from the surge of ocular power upon awakening and the adrenaline pumping through his veins, his predecessor moved with extreme speed, appearing behind Obito—who was busy finishing off a three-tomoe clansman—in a blur.

Then, he thrust forward with all his might.

This sudden, unexpected situation caught Obito, who was wielding the Grim Reaper's scythe, off guard. The mysterious Yin-Yang Bagua-shaped Mangekyo nearly caused Obito to suffer a major loss.

Unfortunately, ginger is still spicier when it's old, especially when facing an "old ginger" like Obito, who had long since awakened his Mangekyo and possessed Hashirama cells.

After blocking the first few attacks, Obito simply used the passive intangibility of his right eye, Kamui, to easily pin his predecessor to the ground and rub his face in the dirt.

"How interesting. I didn't expect someone else to be able to awaken the Mangekyo directly under extreme rage just like me. But what a pity..."

Looking at his predecessor on the ground, gasping for his last breaths, Obito shook his head, turned to finish off the last person, and then returned to claim Qiuyang's Mangekyo for himself.

And the bewildered Qiuyang had transmigrated into the body of this predecessor who shared his name at that very moment.

"Hmm? You're still not dead?"

The hand that was about to decapitate him stopped abruptly. Obito, beneath his mask, pondered for a long while before letting out a sinister laugh.

Qiuyang, having just received the memories, saw this horrifying situation and couldn't help but want to cry. He understood exactly where he was.

What the hell is this god-forsaken heaven doing?

Didn't they say they would assign him to a colorful world where he could soar through the heavens and tunnel through the earth, and compensate him by letting him be born into a race with an excellent bloodline?

Who understands, guys? He had already been daydreaming about becoming a legendary "Dragon Proud Heaven," living a life of shameless, happy bliss every day:

Stepping on the geniuses of various sects, holding saints and goddesses in his arms while calling them "honey";

With a single shout of "Sword, come!", he could easily slaughter all kinds of otherworldly monsters and fallen immortals from thousands of miles away...

And now you pull this on me????

You dumped me into the Uchiha clan-extermination night in the Naruto world, and the body I transmigrated into isn't even Sasuke, the only survivor.

Are you kidding me?

Is this some kind of prank?

Qiuyang swallowed hard, the icy edge of the scythe pressed against his neck feeling as if it were piercing through his skin and marrow, chilling him to the bone.

It was the second time he had felt death so close, and to be honest, it was utterly despairing.

It wasn't so much the fear of dying, but rather the unbearable feeling of having his fate held in someone else's hands, not to mention the bone-gnawing pain he would have to endure before the end.

If... if he were to hug Obito's leg and beg for mercy right now, could he awaken even a shred of conscience for his clansman within him?

Qiuyang shook his head, dismissing this unrealistic thought, because Obito, that heavyweight paranoid, had nothing but his dear Rin on his mind.

A man who could kill his own teacher and teacher's wife without blinking an eye—begging him would be absolutely useless.

"It would be a real pity to just gouge these eyes out."

Obito finally spoke from behind his mask, though Qiuyang couldn't detect a single hint of regret in his tone.

At this stage, Obito was still a schemer, his strength not yet terrifying to the level of Six Paths Madara, who could simply hot-swap and use abilities from Mangekyo that weren't even his own.

Therefore, regarding these Mangekyo eyes, Obito estimated he could only push them to the Three-Tomoe level at best.

Using them purely as expendable fuel for Izanagi would indeed be a waste.

Moreover, judging by their brief exchange, these Mangekyo eyes actually countered him to some extent; the right eye possessed an ability similar to space-time freezing.

But if Itachi were to find out... that would be troublesome.

"Caw... caw..."

As Obito hesitated, a black crow flew toward him from the distance with a hoarse cry; he raised his scythe and swung, and the crow instantly vanished into a puff of mist.

Obito knew, and Qiuyang knew as well, that this was the retreat signal sent by Itachi from the other side.

"Is time up? Forget it, I'll just kill him."

These eyes, it was a pity, but so be it.

Yet, in those critical few seconds while Obito was distracted by the crow, Qiuyang seized the opportunity, focused his left eye, and unleashed the Mangekyo ability of his other eye—

"God-Meeting Machine."