Transmigrating to the Uchiha Clan Massacre Night

Chiya Uchiha opened his eyes, completely bewildered.

Just a second ago, he'd been lying in bed scrolling through short videos, watching things like "Itachi Uchiha let the whole ocean go" and "What really happened on the Clan Massacre Night?" He'd been reading the comments, where people were arguing over why Itachi hadn't helped his clan rebel.

He'd only meant to watch a couple of clips before going to sleep. But he closed his eyes, opened them again, and found himself standing in the middle of an unfamiliar street.

Huh? What was going on??

Chiya glanced down at his clothes, then at the person lying on the ground beside him. His mind promptly froze.

Wait, that person on the ground looked like a corpse, didn't he?

And the Uchiha Crest on the back of the corpse...

Holy crap, the Uchiha Clan!

Chiya's heart lurched.

He looked farther down the street. Bodies were strewn everywhere. Old people, women, children—all of them lay in pools of blood. The stench of blood in the air was overwhelming. This wasn't like watching an anime at all; the smell was really seeping into his nose.

Chiya went pale.

The good news was that he seemed to have transmigrated.

The bad news was that he'd transmigrated to the Uchiha Clan Massacre Night.

What kind of person transmigrated to the Clan Massacre Night?

He was just about to find somewhere to hide when he heard a faint sound behind him.

It was very soft.

Chiya stiffly turned around.

Then he saw a boy.

Black hair, dressed in Anbu gear, a short blade in his hand, its tip still dripping blood. Chiya knew that face all too well—he'd seen it on his phone screen just a moment ago.

It was Itachi Uchiha.

Chiya's mind went buzz.

I'm done for. The murderer from the Clan Massacre Night is here. He'd just been ranting about how stupid Itachi was to let Danzo fool him completely, and now Itachi was standing right in front of him.

Almost on instinct, he tried to speak. "Wait, I'm not..."

He'd barely gotten the words out.

Itachi had already used the Body Flicker Technique to appear in front of him.

Chiya felt a chill in his chest. He looked down and saw the short blade already buried in his heart.

Blood trickled down the blade.

The pain hit a beat later, so intense it left him struggling to breathe. He opened his mouth, but he was already out of strength. His legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.

Only one thought remained in his mind.

Holy crap, I'm going to die right after transmigrating?

Chiya lay face down as blood poured from his chest. He wanted to say something else, like "Bro, I'm really not an Uchiha," or "I know the truth, don't kill me," but his strength was slowly fading. He couldn't even open his mouth.

Itachi glanced down at him calmly. His eyes were as emotionless as if he were looking at an object.

Chiya lay on the ground, feeling his body grow colder and colder.

His vision began to darken, and the sounds around him grew more distant. He'd always thought characters in novels had time to remember a whole bunch of things before they died. Now that it was happening to him, he realized there was no time for that at all.

It hurts so much. I'm so cold.

I can't breathe.

And then there was nothing.

When Chiya opened his eyes again, he realized he wasn't on the street.

He wasn't in a hospital, either.

And he hadn't returned to his messy rented apartment.

He was standing in a very strange place.

The ground beneath his feet was like the surface of water, but he didn't sink when he stepped on it. A pale blue light surrounded him. Far away stood several tall stone pillars, wrapped in rings of strange patterns he couldn't make sense of. The whole place was quiet and desolate, like someone had poured moonlight into a lake.

Chiya stood there, stunned for a long time.

Holy crap, where the hell have I ended up now?

But why does this place look a little like Naruto's Nine-Tails space?

Though the Nine-Tails' space is red and creepy as hell.

This place is pale blue.

Pretty classy, though.

Chiya subconsciously touched his chest. It was perfectly intact, and his clothes were fine, too.

His mouth twitched.

"Did I die and go to heaven?"

A woman's voice came from up ahead.

"Quiet."

Chiya immediately shut his mouth. There was someone else here?

He looked up.

A woman stood amid the pale blue mist.

She was dressed in white, and her long white hair flowed down her back. Her figure was so beautiful it almost defied reason. Chiya didn't recognize her at first, but when she turned around, he froze.

The woman had Byakugan, white hair, a face of impossible beauty, and horns on her forehead.

Holy crap! Kaguya Otsutsuki.

Chiya fell silent.

I really want to ask: ma'am, what are you doing here?

Kaguya looked at him with an unbearably cold gaze. It was the kind of coldness that came from not seeing him as human at all—like someone spotting an ant by the side of the road that could talk, and finding it a little curious at most.

Chiya nervously raised a hand.

"Hi?"

Kaguya didn't say anything.

The atmosphere grew a little awkward.

Chiya cleared his throat and ventured, "Um... are you Kaguya?"

Kaguya tilted her head. Her eyes were no longer lifelessly cold; now they held a hint of confusion, as if she were asking how he knew her name.

Chiya realized he might have said the wrong thing.

His mind raced. He had to change the subject, fast.

"Um, do you know what's going on with me?"

As he spoke, Chiya pointed at his chest.

Itachi had just stabbed him through the heart, but he hadn't died. Instead, he'd ended up in this place that looked like a sealing space and met Kaguya.

Wait, a sealing space?

Could Kaguya Otsutsuki be sealed inside me?

No, no. Naruto's Nine-Tails space has obvious bars and a seal, but there aren't any bars or seals here. It's so empty he can't even see a wall.

Kaguya didn't respond.

He was about to ask something else when she suddenly raised a hand and waved it.

The pale blue water beneath his feet shuddered violently. A force shoved him away.

"Wait! I still haven't figured out what's going on!"

Kaguya only looked at him calmly.

"Be careful."

Those three words fell, and Chiya's vision went black.

When the cold wind touched his face, Chiya abruptly opened his eyes.

He was still lying in the street in the Uchiha Clan Grounds.

In the space of just a few minutes, he'd opened his eyes to a different scene three times. He was starting to wonder if he'd awakened some kind of eye technique that changed the space around him whenever he opened his eyes.

Itachi was gone.

Chiya immediately looked down at his chest.

His shirt was torn, and it was still covered in blood. But unlike in that strange space just now, the wound over his heart was still there—and it was slowly healing. A faint white mark remained where it had been, as if some mysterious energy were repairing his heart.

Chiya reached out and touched it. His heartbeat seemed normal enough.

He sat in the pool of blood, completely still for a few seconds.

Then he couldn't help cursing.

"Unbelievable."

It was too unbelievable.

Transmigrating to the Clan Massacre Night was one thing. Getting stabbed through the heart by Itachi right at the start was another. But now it seemed he also had Kaguya Otsutsuki living inside him—not sealed, just... living there.

Before Chiya could think it through, several sharp whooshes sounded in the distance.

Someone was coming.

He suddenly remembered something. Konoha wasn't some warm, welcoming family, especially at a time like this. That old bastard Danzo was still alive and well.

If Danzo found out that Chiya had been stabbed and was somehow fine, he'd definitely try to capture him and run all sorts of experiments on him.

He still didn't understand the situation, and at his current age—the same as Sasuke—he had no chance of standing up to old Danzo. For now, it was better to keep a low profile. Once he mastered Kaguya's power, wouldn't he be able to rule the Shinobi World?

He had to play dumb. For now, all he could do was hope the Third Hokage could protect him.

Chiya promptly fell backward, lying down in the pool of blood again.

He closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

A few seconds later, several Anbu landed nearby.

"There's another child here."

Someone walked over, crouched down, and reached out to feel for his pulse.

Chiya held his breath, but his heartbeat sped up despite himself.

The Anbu's fingers had barely touched his neck when they suddenly stopped.

"Wait."

"He's still alive."

The voice of someone nearby changed noticeably. "He can survive an injury like that?"

No one answered.

Chiya kept his eyes closed and stayed perfectly still.

Third Hokage, don't sell me out. You have to hold out against that bastard Danzo's pressure!