Prophetic Dream

So Sasuke Uchiha told Itachi about what had happened that afternoon.

Itachi was at a loss for words when he heard. He was one of the few who knew Naruto Uzumaki's identity.

"Don't be discouraged. You're an Uchiha. You can win next time," Itachi consoled him.

Inside the room, Fuyue Uchiha listened to the brothers talking outside and smiled faintly.

Mikoto soon finished preparing dinner, and the family sat down to eat.

Fuyue Uchiha and Itachi were both taciturn, and didn't speak during the meal.

Only Sasuke cheerfully shared his experiences from that day with everyone.

It was rare for Fuyue Uchiha not to wear a stern expression that day.

Night fell.

[Triple Inversion activated]

Naruto left home, his body turning into a cloud of smoke as he rose into the sky.

At the third level, the entire body became qi—a terrestrial immortal.

After choosing a direction, he flew toward the Uchiha Clan.

When he arrived, he sensed the area and was a little surprised.

"They're even stronger than I imagined."

Naruto was genuinely surprised. In the original story, the Uchiha Clan had died in a rather pathetic way.

That made them seem unimpressive, when in reality their Mangekyō Sharingan was what made them formidable.

But after coming here himself, he realized the Uchiha Clan was even stronger than he'd imagined.

They had several elite jonin.

And with their Sharingan, they were much stronger than ordinary elite jonin.

After sensing the area, he headed for the nearest location.

Below him stood a grand estate.

It was where the Uchiha Clan's Great Elder lived.

Up in the sky, Naruto furrowed his brow.

"How should I get close to this guy?"

Naruto immediately felt a headache coming on.

He couldn't afford to underestimate these experts.

He thought it over for a long time, but couldn't come up with a good plan.

Since there was no way to get close, he'd do it from afar.

Naruto stretched out his right hand, and a small blue ball of qi appeared in his palm.

The blue ball of qi dropped toward the ground.

Below, the Uchiha Clan's Great Elder had already gone to bed.

The ball was tiny and wasn't an attack, so he didn't sense any danger.

It passed through the roof and landed precisely in the Great Elder's head.

The Great Elder, who had been resting, immediately began to dream.

It was a dream about the Uchiha Clan's future.

Naruto turned and left. He didn't know who the clan's higher-ups were, but he figured the strongest members had to be among them. In the Uchiha Clan, strength ruled.

So he went to each of the few elite jonin he'd sensed and gave them a gift.

A memory extracted with both fists.

A memory about the Uchiha Clan.

It was about Danzo and the Third Hokage conspiring with Itachi Uchiha to slaughter the Uchiha Clan.

Obito had been involved, too, and there had even been a deal with the Third Hokage.

After finishing all this, Naruto vanished without a sound.

At Fugaku Uchiha's home.

Fuyue, who had been resting, had a nightmare. His own son killed him.

In the end, his eldest son died at the hands of his younger son. After learning the truth, his younger son sought revenge, wreaked havoc at the Five Kage Summit, and was killed by the Five Kage.

Fugaku Uchiha sat up, drenched in cold sweat.

His movement woke Mikoto beside him.

"What's wrong?"

In the darkness, Mikoto couldn't see her husband's expression.

"Nothing. I had a nightmare."

Fugaku Uchiha's face was grim. The memories from the dream were now crystal clear in his mind.

As a wielder of the Mangekyō Sharingan, Fugaku Uchiha knew very well that he hadn't been caught in a genjutsu.

Could it really have been a prophetic dream?

Fuyue Uchiha no longer felt like going back to sleep.

At the same time, several others also woke from their dreams in alarm. The first thing they did was check whether they'd been caught in a genjutsu.

The weakest of the people Naruto had chosen had a Three-Tomoe Sharingan.

They soon confirmed that they hadn't been caught in a genjutsu.

The memories in their minds were crystal clear.

They all grew solemn.

The details were extremely vivid.

"Itachi Uchiha."

They all memorized the name.

Their expressions turned troubled, especially that of the Uchiha Clan's Great Elder.

"The Uchiha Clan being wiped out? Impossible. The Uchiha Clan has been passed down for a thousand years. How could we be wiped out?"

What the Great Elder found hardest to accept was that the Uchiha Clan had been wiped out by their own people.

His expression immediately darkened.

After thinking it over, he summoned his trusted subordinates. They were all hardliners within the Uchiha Clan.

Naruto couldn't control what happened to the Uchiha Clan. After finishing everything, he returned to his room.

While Naruto slept soundly, something major happened in the Uchiha Clan.

The hardliners gained the upper hand and forced the clan leader into submission.

This time, Fugaku Uchiha's expression was troubled, but he didn't resist much.

Power in the Uchiha Clan returned to the hands of the Great Elder.

The next day, the atmosphere in the village grew tense again.

The Uchiha Clan members patrolling the streets all wore sour expressions.

Naruto noticed the change in the atmosphere and was quite pleased.

"Looks like that worked well. This is getting interesting. Now no one should be paying attention to me."

Meanwhile, at the Third Hokage's residence.

"Itachi, what's going on?" The Third Hokage knitted his brows.

Below him, Itachi Uchiha was confused. He had no idea what had happened; things had suddenly turned out this way.

Still, he truthfully explained the situation within the clan.

"Your father gave in?" The Third Hokage couldn't believe it.

Fuyue's personality was, to put it kindly, indecisive; to put it bluntly, weak and useless.

And Fugaku Uchiha was a member of the peace faction. He couldn't understand why he'd suddenly changed his mind.

"Did your father meet anyone yesterday?"

"No. Father was home all day."

"That's strange. How did he convince them?"

They both found it strange.

Meanwhile, the Uchiha Clan held another gathering.

This time, everyone agreed to rebel.

After the others had left, only five people remained in the shrine.

Fugaku Uchiha, the Great Elder, and three elite jonin.

Daohuo Uchiha, Shui Uchiha, and Quanmu Uchiha.

All three had a Three-Tomoe Sharingan and were very strong.

"You had that dream too, didn't you, Fugaku? What do you think?"

The Great Elder was shrewd with age. Seeing the others change their attitudes, he realized they might have dreamed of the same scene he had.

Especially since Fugaku hadn't resisted when he seized power that day.

Fuyue Uchiha's attitude said a lot.

"Maybe someone is trying to drive a wedge between us."

Fuyue Uchiha fell silent.

"Heh. Clan leader, don't dodge the question." Daohuo Uchiha's expression turned cold.

"That's right. We'll ask you directly: have you awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan?"

Shui Uchiha's expression turned cold. His Three-Tomoe Sharingan activated as he stared straight at Fuyue Uchiha.

Being questioned like this as clan leader left him looking deeply displeased, but he had no answer.

At the same time, he was confused. No one should have known that he'd awakened the Sharingan; he had never revealed it himself.

Even his wife didn't know that he possessed the Mangekyō.

How did that mysterious person know?