Just Got Hit by a Big Truck and Died, Then Crossed Over to the Night of the Uchiha Massacre

(Princes and princesses, this is a place to leave your brains while you read! Thanks for your effort!)

(There may be some plot holes or issues with the details. The author is busy with school and only had a little over an hour to write this in their spare time, so they may have forgotten a few things. Hope all you princes and princesses enjoy reading! Thank you!)

Liuli was still sitting alone in the corner of a restaurant, enjoying her lunch.

A bowl of steaming noodles sat in front of her, but she didn't seem to have much of an appetite.

Her thoughts drifted far away as she wondered what she had to do at work today.

Would she have to drink with the boss and deal with clients' problems, or go to the hospital for a checkup to find out what new ailments she'd developed this year?

Life felt difficult and full of pressure, as if a heavy mountain were pressing down on her shoulders and leaving her unable to breathe.

"Life is so hard. This is what life in society is like." Liuli sighed, thinking helplessly.

She had struggled for years just to get by, yet she could only maintain a basic income and barely make ends meet.

She felt trapped in an inescapable whirlpool, unable to shake the confusion and helplessness that followed her everywhere.

Suddenly, a strange voice spoke beside her ear. "Then I'll send you to another world!"

Poxiao jolted and looked up, only to see a huge truck speeding straight toward her.

Her pupils instantly dilated, her face filled with shock and terror. She hadn't even had time to react before the truck sent her flying.

Her body tumbled through the air, and Poxiao felt her consciousness gradually fading.

Lucky Poxiao had gone straight to the Naruto World. She'd really hit the jackpot.

"Great, another customer sent to the Naruto World. On to the next one."

The truck driver and the truck vanished in an instant...

The moon was dark, the wind strong—a night of murder. Itachi Uchiha gazed into the darkness at the young Sasuke, his heart churning with complicated emotions.

He spoke coldly. "You foolish little brother, I want you to remember this special night forever. Remember your hatred over the massacre. Give it everything you've got and hunt me down. Let's see how much you grow."

Sasuke trembled in shock, unable to believe that his usually gentle older brother could do such a thing.

Confusion, anger, and sorrow filled Sasuke's eyes. His voice trembled, barely audible. "Nii-san, why? Why would you do this?"

A flash of pain crossed Itachi Uchiha's eyes, but his voice remained firm and cold. "Because it's for Konoha, for peace. You wouldn't understand, Sasuke. But right now, all you need to do is hate me and become stronger."

With that, Itachi Uchiha turned and disappeared into the darkness. Sasuke stood alone, filled with endless confusion and pain.

He couldn't understand why the brother who had once cared for him so tenderly had become like this.

After those brothers finished speaking, where was our protagonist after being hit by the truck?

A corpse lay quietly beside Sasuke. It belonged to the original owner of the body, an unremarkable member of the Uchiha Clan.

Yet at that moment, the body seemed to be experiencing some incredible revival.

Sasuke stared at the corpse in shock. He saw Liuli's fingers twitch once or twice, as if she were struggling to return from the brink of death.

As her fingers twitched, Liuli's consciousness slowly began to return.

She remembered being struck by a tremendous force and then losing consciousness.

But in the darkness, she could also sense a faint glimmer of light flickering in the distance.

She struggled toward that light, and gradually her consciousness began to clear.

"Wasn't I eating just now? What's going on? My head hurts so much. Damn it, who drives into a restaurant? What was that truck driver thinking..."

Uchiha Liuli regained consciousness. Her prone body shifted, and she rubbed her aching head.

Liuli lay on the ground as her mind slowly emerged from the fog. She felt as if she were inhabiting another body, and fragments of its memories were gradually becoming clearer in her mind.

She pieced together the body's identity: a close relative of the Uchiha Clan leader, around ten years old. But what shocked her was that the original owner of this body had been a gentle, elegant... boy?

Liuli could hardly believe it. She could clearly feel that her manhood was still there, with nothing else, yet the memories buried deep inside showed the image of a lovely big sister. What was going on?

She tried to recall the body's past, and gradually, scenes surfaced in her mind. This boy had held a prominent position in the Uchiha Clan, but for some reason, he had chosen to interact with the outside world as a girl.

His manner was graceful, his speech gentle. Neither his appearance nor his personality made it easy to think of him as a boy.

Yet deep down, he had always concealed his true sex.

He had chosen to do this because he believed it would better protect him and spare him unnecessary trouble.

The Uchiha Clan was known for its arrogance in Konoha, but the original owner of this body was an exception.

He had average talent, a Two-Tomoe Sharingan, and wasn't very good at Fire Style either.

To hide his shortcomings, he had pretended to be a girl. His family had even gone along with the deception, helping him keep it secret.

But now his entire family was dead. Perhaps only Liuli knew the secret—that the gentle, elegant "girl" had actually been a boy. His true identity had remained hidden, an eternal mystery to everyone else.

Liuli couldn't help thinking that this guy had really gone all out. He had managed to live as a woman in the outside world with such ease.

And he had managed to keep anyone from discovering his true sex. That really was an impressive feat.

But none of that mattered now. Liuli knew she needed to adapt to this new body as quickly as possible and live on as a woman.

She tried moving her fingers, then slowly stood up, covered in blood.

"Ahhhhhhh..." Little Sasuke's scream echoed through the night, his face full of terror.

The sight before him was beyond anything he could imagine. He had never encountered anything so bizarre. He'd thought his entire clan was dead and that he was the only one left.

"You..." Little Sasuke was speechless. His trembling finger pointed at Uchiha Liuli, but terror had stolen his voice.

"Me?" Uchiha Liuli pointed to herself and smiled warmly. "I'm Uchiha Liuli, little Sasuke. Remember me?"

She'd usually been very gentle, but now she was covered in blood. She looked like a ghost someone might see after waking in the middle of the night and finding one at their bedside.

"Liuli... Liuli-nee..." Little Sasuke's voice trembled, his eyes full of confusion and surprise. He stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar person before him, unable to react for a moment.

Liuli-nee, whom he'd thought was already dead, was standing right in front of him, perfectly fine. His heart was full of questions and confusion, but there was also a joy he couldn't quite put into words.

"Liuli-nee... weren't you killed by my brother... no... that enemy?"

Little Sasuke's voice shook, his eyes clouded with memories of the past and bewilderment over the present.

He remembered what had happened not long ago. He remembered Uchiha Liuli lying in a pool of blood.

And yet now Liuli-nee was standing before him, smiling at him as if nothing had happened. He felt dazed, almost unable to trust his own eyes.

"Of course not, little Sasuke. I was just playing dead. I'm perfectly healthy." Uchiha Liuli's voice was soft and calm, as if she were telling a story that had nothing to do with her.

Little Sasuke froze, unsure what to say. His heart was full of complicated feelings: joy, confusion, and a strange hint of anger.

Uchiha Liuli didn't seem inclined to explain much. She walked over to little Sasuke, gently patted his shoulder, and said, "All right, little Sasuke. Don't think about it too much. I'm fine now, aren't I? We should be happy."

"Liuli-nee... I'm in so much pain... Sob..." Uchiha Sasuke's voice brimmed with sorrow and anguish.

Tears slid down his cheeks and fell to the ground, turning into shining droplets.

A One-Tomoe had clearly appeared in his eye, the mark of the Sharingan and a symbol of the pain in his heart.

Liuli looked at Sasuke and felt a pang in her heart. She knew that this child, only a few years old, was enduring pain beyond what most people could imagine.

His entire clan had been wiped out, his family had been killed, and he was the only survivor. Such pain was far too heavy for a child to bear.

Liuli knew this was the Night of the Uchiha Massacre in the Naruto World, a tragic scene she had once read about in the history books.

She hadn't expected to cross over here at this moment, much less to find herself in the role of a caring big sister, ready to comfort this poor little boy.

She gently embraced Sasuke and let him rest his head on her shoulder.

"Little Sasuke, don't cry. I'm here." Liuli's voice was gentle but firm. She stroked his hair softly, trying to soothe his wounded heart.

As the two of them grieved and reflected, Konoha's medical team hurried onto the scene. They had received orders from the Third Hokage to make sure Sasuke was all right.

"???" The Konoha medical team was completely baffled. Had they arrived at the wrong time? The scene was pretty hard on the eyes, too.

A blood-soaked person was patting a crying child in her arms.

The medical team promptly took them both to the hospital for treatment, making sure nothing went wrong with the matter the Hokage had entrusted to them.