Awakening! The Mangekyō!

Feel it! Feel it! Come on, let me feel it!

Chinatsu had already recalled everything she considered the most painful experiences of her life. If even that could not awaken her Mangekyō Sharingan, she really had nothing left to try. Surely she did not have to go through some melodramatic tragedy herself, with someone dropping dead right in front of her.

Mangekyō Sharingan, do me a favor!!!

Chinatsu screamed inwardly with all her might, and that very scream awakened some of the original owner's memories she had failed to inherit before...

Inside the Uchiha Residence.

Chinatsu and her parents knelt on the floor, facing a young man and his parents.

"Chinatsu, he is your future husband."

"Mm... yes..."

Chinatsu found it hard to accept, but she gave that answer for now. She looked at the boy opposite her, her brows drawing together slightly.

Simply because she was a woman born into the Uchiha Clan, she had been saddled with marriage at an early age, despite her considerable talent.

The boy opposite her was nowhere near as capable as Chinatsu. She already had the Three-Tomoe Sharingan, while he only had two tomoe. Whether it was taijutsu, ninjutsu, or even the drive to improve as a ninja, Chinatsu was confident she outclassed him completely.

But none of those factors mattered in this marriage within the clan. Instead, Chinatsu's outstanding achievements became a talking point between their parents, making her a more valuable... bargaining chip.

Chinatsu stared at him with lifeless eyes. He merely reached up to scratch the back of his head and gave a foolish smile.

If it had only been marriage, the original owner could have grudgingly accepted it. What she found most unbearable was that her parents wanted her to put aside her ninja forehead protector and devote herself to being a housewife from then on.

I can still get stronger! My future can be so much more than this!

Chinatsu had rebelled against her parents countless times, but it had all been in vain.

A child could not defy her parents.

"Chinatsu, hurry and greet your future husband."

Her mother turned toward the dazed Chinatsu beside her, reached around behind her, and patted her on the back.

Chinatsu pressed her lips together, then finally bent forward slightly and bowed from her kneeling position.

At the sight, the parents all praised Chinatsu for being such a lady, saying she would surely make a good wife. Yet none of them saw the faint trail of tears spilling from her eyes as she kept her head lowered.

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!!

Just give me a little more time, and I can become a jonin. Just give me a little more time, and I can grow strong enough to stand up to my parents.

I still want to keep moving forward!

Memories steeped in regret surged up. These were memories Chinatsu had not recovered when she transmigrated, because even the original owner had buried them deep within her heart.

And now, that hatred came pouring out.

Chinatsu had already accumulated a considerable amount of negative emotion. With the original owner's hatred added to it, her eyes suddenly felt terribly itchy... she wanted to scratch them... it was unbearable...

Chinatsu knew she had succeeded, but the pain was far beyond anything she had expected. She even felt that, had she known awakening the Mangekyō would hurt this much, she might never have chosen to try.

Chinatsu had no idea whether she was an exception or whether awakening the Mangekyō hurt this much for everyone. The pain lasted nearly ten minutes before it finally began to ease and subside.

"Hah... hah... hah..."

Beads of cold sweat rolled down Chinatsu's cheeks. She raised a hand to her chest and felt her heart racing. She realized that even her chakra had undergone a qualitative transformation.

Although there was no mirror nearby, Chinatsu knew the Sharingan in her eyes must have already taken on its Mangekyō form.

Still panting, Chinatsu walked through the residence one step at a time until she reached a full-length mirror and examined her eyes.

The Mangekyō Sharingan.

The ultimate secret of the Uchiha Clan's kekkei genkai. Among the many kekkei genkai, the ordinary Sharingan could only be considered first-rate, not supreme. But once it evolved into the Mangekyō, there were truly very few kekkei genkai that could rival it.

Chinatsu gazed at the familiar yet unfamiliar eyes in her reflection. Their Mangekyō pattern resembled that of her older brother, Shisui Uchiha, but it was more curved and bore some distinctive black stripes.

"So this is my... Mangekyō Sharingan?"

Chinatsu murmured softly, her voice trembling. Her excitement was influenced to some extent by the original owner. After all, if she had awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan back then, she could have taken control of her own destiny.

The Naruto Official Databook described the Mangekyō Sharingan as "the strongest heavenly eyes that see through the three realms, an earth-shaking ocular jutsu"!

After awakening the Mangekyō Sharingan, Chinatsu even had the illusion that the air she breathed had changed.

Simply put, Chinatsu had let it go to her head.

But that did not last long, because Chinatsu could feel her chakra burning away. If she kept wasting time, the Mangekyō would deactivate on its own.

The chakra cost of activating the Mangekyō Sharingan for the first time was truly enormous...

Chinatsu closed her eyes without deactivating the Mangekyō Sharingan, working hard to absorb the "knowledge" she had gained upon awakening it.

The Mangekyō Sharingan came with two special abilities. These varied from person to person, depending on the owner's personality, mindset, and desires. Sometimes, both eyes could even harbor the same ability.

Uchiha Itachi's were "Tsukuyomi" and "Amaterasu."

One could draw an enemy's mind into an illusory space. Within the Tsukuyomi World, every factor, including time, location, and mass, was controlled by the caster. The enemy would suffer immense physical and mental agony in that illusory world.

The other was an inextinguishable black flame. Once it struck, it would burn its target to nothing. Yet from the early stages to the later ones, those flames seemed never to have killed anyone aside from a few White Zetsu...

Both techniques were extremely powerful, but their range was defined as "close-range."

Chinatsu frantically repeated to herself that her abilities absolutely could not be too weak. They had to at least be on the same level as Itachi's.

Soon, Chinatsu understood the ability harbored in her right eye.

"Kotoamatsukami"!

It was actually the same ninjutsu as Shisui Uchiha's!

Was it because they shared the same bloodline? Whatever the reason, this ninjutsu made Chinatsu absolutely delighted. After all, it was the ultimate genjutsu.

As for the ability harbored in her left eye...

Chinatsu continued exploring it. With Kotoamatsukami as her trump card, she had thought she could accept the other ability as long as it was not too weak, but the result still took her by surprise.

"I think my time to rise has come."