Naruto: Trash Station

Ren found it strange. His grandfather had provided him with endless funds and a luxurious life, yet rarely spoke with him. After all, his grandfather was often very busy.

Coming to see Ren at night like this was truly a first in all these years.

His grandfather smiled kindly. "Do you find it strange? This is also the first time I've come to see you at night, but there are some things I need to tell you!"

Upon hearing this, Ren's expression instantly calmed. He looked at his grandfather and said, "Some things... are they about my parents?"

His grandfather nodded. "Sometimes, I truly don't want to tell you these things. But since you've chosen the path of a ninja, there are things you should know!"

As his words fell, his grandfather stared at Ren. "Ren... do you truly want to become a ninja?"

Ren looked at his grandfather with a resolute gaze. "I've already decided. In this world, those with power are ninjas. If I want to control my own fate, I can only become a ninja. Especially in this war-torn era, peace is as fragile as a sheet of paper. A weak person may survive under someone else's protection, but once that protection is gone, without strength, the only road left is destruction. Powerful ninjas can even easily destroy Konoha. I don't want to become a weak civilian who can only rely on others for protection!"

Mysterious Grandfather

A faint sigh echoed through the silent bedroom.

Ren's grandfather sighed softly, and a trace of solemnity appeared in his kindly eyes. "The pursuit of power? Is that fate? But Ren, do you know what being a ninja truly means?"

Ren's eyes were filled with thought as he nodded. "I know. Ninjas represent strength, but they also represent life and death. Once one becomes a ninja, one walks along the edge of life and death. Especially now, during this era of war, that is even more true!"

Without question, being a ninja was an extremely dangerous profession. Unfortunately, in this world without laws, only strength could ensure survival. No matter how much money one possessed, it could not save one's life. Perhaps a few displeased ninjas could turn that wealth into the very thing that took one's life.

"Alas..." His grandfather let out a long sigh before finally saying, "Very well... since you've made your decision and your heart is firm, then I can give you the things your grandfather left behind!"

After saying that, his grandfather stood and walked toward one corner of Ren's bedroom.

Shock filled Ren's eyes. "Grandfather... my grandfather left behind relics? What is going on?"

Ren was stunned. Since his birth, he had never even met his parents, much less his grandfather.

Without saying a word, his grandfather walked to the corner of the bedroom and formed hand seals with both hands. "Release!"

"What... Grandfather has Chakra!" Ren cried out.

In that instant, Chakra burst forth from his grandfather's body. Ren had never imagined that his kindly-looking grandfather was actually a ninja, and seemingly not a weak one at that!

Not only that, beneath Ren's shocked gaze, a strange technique appeared in the corner of the wall, followed by the faint emergence of a pitch-black opening.

"A secret chamber!"

Seeing the opening, Ren exclaimed in admiration. He had once searched for a secret chamber in the house, but after years of searching, he had found no trace of one. Who would have thought that it was right before his eyes, inside his own bedroom?

His grandfather said, "Come with me. There are things you should know!"

Hearing this, Ren immediately followed his grandfather into the passage.

The moment he stepped into the dark passage, candlelight appeared all around him.

The candlelight illuminated the cave, allowing Ren to truly see the passage.

The passage was ancient, built from old bricks, and seemed to have existed for many years.

The passage was not long, only about a hundred meters.

In the blink of an eye, they entered a massive room.

His grandfather stopped and said calmly, "This is the place. This is the secret you've always sought, our family's secret, and your grandfather's secret! Alas..."

As his words fell, his grandfather let out another long sigh.

At that moment, Ren finally saw the scene before him clearly. It was a secret chamber. Though it was large, there were not many things inside.

Several display cases held scrolls, along with several ancient suits of armor and some weapons.

Other than those things, what caught Ren's attention the most was a pair of eyes.

Ren said, "The Sharingan!"

His grandfather said, "That's right... these are the Sharingan, and they are also your grandfather's eyes."

His words were full of melancholy and carried a trace of gloom.

Ren said, "Then does that mean I'm also from the Uchiha Clan?"

His grandfather paused, a trace of reminiscence appearing on his face. "You could say that, but you also couldn't. Though you are from the Uchiha Clan, you do not belong to the Uchiha Clan. As for why, that begins with your grandfather. Your grandfather was once a ninja, an elite of the Uchiha Clan and a captain responsible for battle. It could be said that your grandfather had once ranked among the top ten within the Uchiha Clan. The person your grandfather followed throughout his life was Madara Uchiha, who was known as the Uchiha Clan's taboo."

At the mention of Madara Uchiha, his grandfather could not help but tremble. Then he looked at Ren. "Ren... perhaps you do not know who Madara Uchiha is, but remember this: never approach that man."

Ren nodded. Naturally, he knew what kind of person Madara Uchiha was. Yet he had never imagined that his grandfather would be connected to Madara Uchiha.

His grandfather continued, "That night, Madara Uchiha, who had been wandering outside, returned. He informed the Uchiha Clan that he intended to rebel and create a peaceful world. Unfortunately, the Uchiha Clan had already grown accustomed to comfort, and no one was willing to follow Madara Uchiha. But your grandfather was different. He worshipped Madara Uchiha deeply and swore to follow him to the death.

Your grandfather was not the only one. Some other Uchiha clansmen also followed Madara Uchiha. Unfortunately, before the plan could begin, the First Hokage found Madara Uchiha first.

I still remember that night. Madara Uchiha sent an order for your grandfather to take away the things within the Uchiha Clan that belonged to him. He was going to fight a great battle, a battle that would decide the future.

After that night, Madara Uchiha fought Hashirama Senju. The battle shook heaven and earth, and Madara Uchiha ultimately lost. When your grandfather learned the news, he simply could not believe it. He did not believe Madara could lose, nor did he believe Madara had died. Therefore, your grandfather and the companions who followed Madara chose to hide their identities and wait for Madara's return.

Later, your grandfather's persistence came true. Madara Uchiha actually returned to life and appeared before your grandfather. However, Madara Uchiha did not choose to rebel again. Instead, he chose to hide. He told your grandfather to remain hidden, then killed the clansmen who had betrayed him. He also arranged a stable identity for your grandfather before leaving Konoha with some of his belongings. Your grandfather chose to remain in secrecy and sealed away these things.

Originally, your grandfather had planned to pass these things down to your father. Unfortunately, though your father was still young, your grandmother died because of Madara Uchiha. Thus, your father was filled with hatred for Madara Uchiha. He even came to hate your grandfather, so he chose not to inherit anything and did not even wish to become a ninja. After your grandfather died, your father sealed these things away."

At this point, Ren no longer knew how to describe the feelings in his heart. Learning that he was from the Uchiha Clan today had already shocked him greatly. He had never expected an even more shocking revelation: his grandfather had been one of Madara Uchiha's subordinates. His grandmother had died because of Madara Uchiha's rebellion. His father hated Madara, hated Ren's grandfather, and had sealed away the things that had originally belonged to Madara.

Though Ren found all this unbelievable, he also knew that with Madara Uchiha's "charisma," there would inevitably be people willing to follow him.

Terrifying Inheritance

In the silent secret chamber, unbelievable information seemed to linger in the air.

His grandfather said, "Ren... do you find it strange now? Why did your grandfather choose to be loyal to Madara Uchiha?"

Ren smiled lightly. "For a great figure like that, it's perfectly normal for people to follow him. It would be strange if no one followed him!"

His grandfather gave a bitter smile and shook his head. "That's right... for a great figure like that, it would be strange if no one followed him. In truth, I was originally an ordinary ninja. During the Warring States Era, my clan was wiped out. In the end, your grandfather saved me and brought me into the Uchiha Clan, where I became his servant. After your grandfather died, your father married my daughter, and then you were born. Unfortunately, your mother had been frail since birth, while you had shown extraordinary traits even in the womb and required a great deal of nourishment. Thus, when you were born, your mother died due to her naturally weak constitution. Your father even developed hatred. Overwhelmed by grief and joy, he lost control of his emotions and chose suicide.

Their departure caused your grandfather immense grief. But your existence gave him hope again. I took care of you and gave you the best things, yet I never wanted you to become a ninja. That was your father's final wish. He did not want you to suffer a ninja's pain, nor did he want you to become one of Madara Uchiha's subordinates. Your father knew that man would return sooner or later. Once he returned, you would have to face a choice.

But since you have chosen to become a ninja, I will make an exception and give these things to you. These were originally the things your grandfather prepared for your father. Now, they all belong to you!"

Looking at the things within the secret chamber—the scrolls, weapons, armor... there were only these few items, and their number was exceedingly small.