Konoha Year 42, early summer.
The air was thick with heat and the scent of dust, the cicadas screeching with a desperate intensity as if portending something to come.
Konoha Ninja Academy, the practical graduation exam for the 24th class.
"Get down here! Stop making a fool of yourself!"
"You're both Uchiha, so how could you be such a piece of trash?"
"Your chakra levels are the lowest in this entire class; you're a disgrace to our clan!"
From the stands surrounding the training ground, harsh jeers surged like a tidal wave.
Most of these voices came from the east side of the stands—where the Uchiha clansmen sat, all clad in high-collared dark clothing, the fan crest emblazoned on their backs.
The boy at the center of this storm of public opinion stood silently in the middle of the arena.
His name was Uchiha Ryūha.
He had messy black hair, pale skin, and features so delicate they were almost excessive.
A pair of unnecessary non-prescription glasses rested on the bridge of his nose, lending him an air of scholarly refinement that felt entirely out of place in the grim, martial atmosphere of the ninja.
Ryūha adjusted his frames, a flash of white light crossing the lenses to mask the flicker of indifference in his eyes.
Three days since I transmigrated here... he whispered to himself.
In his past life, he had been a hardcore anime fan; he never expected that waking up would land him in the world of Naruto as an orphan from a branch family of the Uchiha clan.
His predecessor's parents were both dead, and his talent was mediocre.
His chakra reserves were pitifully low, and in an Uchiha clan that worshipped strength, he lived like a clumsy joke.
His only advantage now was the maturity of having lived two lives, along with his knowledge of the Naruto plot.
But that was for long-term planning.
How was he supposed to get past this immediate hurdle?
Today was the graduation exam.
It was also the watershed moment that would decide his fate.
On the eve of the Third Great Ninja War, failing to become a ninja meant losing any guarantee of safety.
Yet, becoming a cannon-fodder genin meant he could die on the battlefield at any moment.
Not to mention the suffocating survival-of-the-fittest laws within the Uchiha clan.
At least he hadn't transmigrated to the Night of the Massacre; there were still five years until that filial son was born.
"Uchiha Ryūha!"
The proctor, a chunin teacher, frowned as he glanced at the match list in his hand, his tone quite impatient. "Your opponent is... Uchiha Setsuna!"
As soon as the words fell, a roar of laughter erupted from the stands.
"Setsuna? That's the top student of this class!"
"Haha, the top student against the bottom-feeder. This is going to be a good show."
"Ryūha is going to get burned to a crisp, isn't he?"
A figure appeared instantly across from Ryūha.
Uchiha Setsuna, a genius who had already awakened his single-tomoe Sharingan at the age of only ten.
He looked arrogant, his chin tilted slightly upward, staring at Ryūha with the eyes one might use for trash.
"Ryūha, for the sake of our clan, just get down there yourself."
Setsuna crossed his arms, speaking coldly. "Don't waste everyone's time, and don't embarrass the Uchiha."
A few snickers sounded from the sidelines.
Seeing that Ryūha didn't answer, he added with a look of disgust: "The noble bloodline of the Uchiha does not allow you to display your incompetence on an occasion like this."
Ryūha looked at this insufferably arrogant "clan brother," the corners of his mouth curling into a faint, subtle arc.
His smile was gentle and humble.
Yet, it carried a sense of detachment that kept others at a distance.
"Setsuna-kun, the exam hasn't even started yet. Why be in such a hurry?" Ryūha's voice was very calm.
Even if you lose the fight, don't lose your composure.
Even if he were to die, his mouth would remain stubborn.
Setsuna frowned; this calm attitude made him feel inexplicably annoyed.
How could a piece of trash maintain such fake composure in front of him?
"I will make you understand that not everyone is qualified to carry the name Uchiha."
"The exam begins!" At the proctor's command, he retreated rapidly.
Almost at the same time, Uchiha Setsuna moved.
His hands blurred into afterimages, his hand-seal speed shockingly fast.
Snake-Ram-Monkey-Boar-Horse-Tiger!
"That's... a C-rank ninjutsu?!"
A knowledgeable student in the stands exclaimed.
"For a genin, it requires not only a massive amount of chakra but also an incredibly high talent for ninjutsu!"
Uchiha Setsuna's chest swelled as he compressed chakra frantically in his throat.
The single tomoe in his eyes spun wildly, locking onto all of Liuyu's escape routes.
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"
BOOM—!
A massive fireball over three meters in diameter roared outward.
Rolling heat waves instantly distorted the air, scorching the sand on the ground to a charred black.
The firelight reflected in Liuyu's pupils, growing larger, brilliant and lethal.
Liuyu stood where he was, not even making a move to weave seals for defense.
To the onlookers, he appeared to have been scared senseless.
The chunin referee's expression changed, and he prepared to rush into the arena to end the match.
"It's over." Uchiha Fugaku, the current Uchiha clan head, closed his eyes expressionlessly in the stands.
However, just one second before the fireball was about to engulf Liuyu.
[Ding!]
[Life-or-death crisis detected, soul compatibility reached 100%!]
[Shinigami Gacha System, officially activated!]
Liuyu's originally deathly still heart gave a violent jolt.
Has it finally arrived?
The golden finger essential for every transmigrator!
[Newbie benefits distributed: Limited gacha pool ten-pull (chance for SSR)]
[Newbie quest issued: In the graduation exam, crush Uchiha Setsuna with absolute dominance and shock the entire audience!]
[Quest reward: Unlock/enhance "Reiatsu", automatic chakra conversion. Possessing a Zanpakutō increases compatibility.]
[Do you wish to draw cards immediately?]
Time stretched infinitely at this moment.
The roaring Great Fireball from the outside world became as slow as a snail in Liuyu's perception.
"Draw cards," Liuyu recited in his heart without the slightest hesitation.
Inside his consciousness space, ten rays of light shot into the sky.
White, white, green, green, white, blue...
"Seriously, man?"
"My luck was terrible in my past life, and it's still this bad after transmigrating?"
Just as Liuyu's heart sank, the final ray of light suddenly exploded into a dazzling gold!
It was a sword.
A Zanpakutō with a slender blade, exuding an eerie and mesmerizing aura.
Accompanying it was a phantom wearing a white haori, with brown curly hair and eyes as deep as an abyss.
Aizen Sōsuke.
Standing before you is—the Emperor of Hueco Mundo, the one who fused with the Hōgyoku, the one who stands in the heavens.
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining R-rank item: Shihakusho - Gigai Disguise Version (White)]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining SR-rank skill: Red Fire Cannon (White)]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining SR-rank footwork: Flash Step (Beginner) Quality: Blue]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining SSR-rank Zanpakutō: Kyōka Suigetsu (Shikai)!]
[Description: The strongest illusion-type Zanpakutō, ability "Complete Hypnosis".]
[Quality: Gold]
[Note: The moment you grasp it, illusion has already become reality.]
[System prompt: Chakra detected in host, energy conversion in progress...]
Transformation complete! Current energy system: Reiatsu. Kyōka Suigetsu has been materialized and stored in the host's ninja tool pouch.
In the real world, the flow of time returned to normal.
The scorching waves of fire had already singed Liuyu's bangs.
"This is the true art of Fire Release!" Uchiha Setsuna's savage laughter pierced through the flames.
Liuyu's hand had, at some point, already rested upon the ninja tool pouch at his waist.
He did not dodge.
He simply drew a seemingly ordinary katana from the pouch.
The instant the firelight engulfed his body, he held the blade upright, tip pointing downward, and parted his lips slightly.
He uttered the release command that would one day make the entire ninja world tremble:
"Shatter, Kyōka Suigetsu."
Hum—
An invisible ripple, centered on Liuyu, instantly blanketed the entire training ground.
It was the ritual of Complete Hypnosis.
It was the authority to dominate the five senses.
The next moment, the massive Great Fireball exploded with a roar.
Dust and smoke billowed, completely swallowing Liuyu's figure.
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