Chapter 1: The First Catastrophe in Konoha in 48 Years!
In the 48th year of Konoha, In the Land of Fire, within the Hidden Village of Konoha,
lay the strongest ninja village in the world, peaceful for nearly five decades.
But on the night of October 10 that year, the village faced its first great catastrophe.
Flames raging, Smoke spreading, And a shadow—a monstrous scarlet figure—looming over the village.
Below, cries of battle pierced the night as destruction reigned. Buildings crumbled one after another, and everywhere, blood painted the village in a harrowing hue.
"Damn it! Why is the Nine-Tailed Fox here?"
"Stop it! We have to stop this monster!"
"Water Style!"
"Lightning Style!"
"Earth Style!"
It was chaos, a dreadful and nightmarish scene.
This was the event every Naruto fan knew all too well—the Nine-Tails Rebellion, instigated by Uchiha Obito's sneak attack on Konoha. For fans like Liu Heng, it was a moment that stirred feelings of anger and regret.
But now, witnessing this scene firsthand, Liu Heng's heart was in turmoil. He felt utterly lost.
Yes, Liu Heng had somehow traveled through time—from a peaceful, modern world to this ruthless, dark one.
And not only that, but he had arrived at Konoha, the strongest ninja village, in the year 48.
All he did was doze off in class; how had he ended up here? Sure, he'd joked about wanting to live in the world of Naruto—but who really wants to abandon a comfortable life for a world as dangerous as this?
And to make matters worse, he'd arrived at one of Konoha's most perilous moments.
The most terrifying part? His pupils now reflected a crimson glow, with three spinning tomoe symbols—the unmistakable mark of the Uchiha clan.
Liu Heng had reincarnated as a member of the Uchiha clan, right in the 48th year of Konoha!
Thanks to the advanced perception provided by his three-tomoe Sharingan, he could vaguely sense powerful auras lurking in the shadows nearby. He knew from the story that these were elite ANBU forces, deployed by Sarutobi Hiruzen on Shimura Danzo's advice to monitor the Uchiha clan.
At this very moment, they were positioned around the Uchiha compound, enforcing a form of isolation on the clan.
As the head of the Uchiha clan, Uchiha Fugaku had chosen to comply rather than rebel. He obeyed the Third Hokage's orders to keep the clan members in check, avoiding any involvement in the battle. In doing so, he inadvertently sealed off the last possibility for reconciliation between the Uchiha and Konoha's leadership.
If only Namikaze Minato had been here, Liu Heng thought. Minato might have been the bridge for peace between the Uchiha and the leaders of Konoha. But with his death, and with the Konoha elders—Sarutobi Hiruzen, Shimura Danzo, Mitokado Homura, and Utatane Koharu—now firmly in power, the Uchiha clan had no chance of reconciliation. The Nine-Tails Rebellion intensified their suspicion and distrust of the Uchiha, sowing the seeds for future conflict.
Liu Heng knew that when the Uchiha finally reached their breaking point and attempted a rebellion, it would be their undoing.
If Uchiha Fugaku and the others had indeed launched a rebellion, perhaps some members could have survived. Liu Heng didn't believe that, with his Mangekyo Sharingan and the power of dozens of elite jonin and hundreds of skilled clan members, Fugaku couldn't have forged an escape path for a few.
But Fugaku had ultimately chosen a path of submission, of non-resistance.
Now, Liu Heng had found himself in this doomed clan, at this terrible time.
And to make matters worse, he had no memory of the person he had replaced. He could only rely on muscle memory and reflexes to use the Sharingan, which now housed his soul and consciousness. But he didn't even know his own identity in this world!
Liu Heng had been just an ordinary college student in his previous life. What could he do here?
The answer, he feared, was nothing.
With no memory of this body's past, he wasn't even sure if he could use the Uchiha powers to their full potential.
Imagine an ordinary person, now transplanted into the world of Naruto as an elite Uchiha. Confused and disoriented, he was left to face one of the most dangerous moments in this history.
Liu Heng's fear was real and unshakable. If the situation continued as in the story, his future held only death. And he might not even last that long, considering he lacked the memories needed to survive here. How would he explain his memory loss? In this world, with its powers beyond reason, such a claim would surely raise suspicion.
And among the Uchiha, what did the Sharingan represent? He knew better than anyone that, if his secret were discovered, he'd face interrogation and torture.
He might not survive to see the rebellion seven years from now.
He might not even survive the first encounter with a "friendly" clansman tomorrow.
And worst of all, he could even be mistaken as an accomplice of the Nine-Tails' controller. The Sharingan in the Nine-Tails' eyes was evidence visible to all.
As he thought of this, watching the rampaging Nine-Tails not far away, Liu Heng felt his fear reaching new heights.
Just then—
"Ugh…!"
A dull ache struck deep within his brain—or perhaps his very soul—sending a wave of excruciating pain through him.
"Ugh…!"
His body crumpled, his pupils widened, the tomoe in his eyes spinning faster and faster as beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
The searing pain coursed through his nerves.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Liu Heng couldn't hold back. He clutched his head, feeling as if it would explode. Cold sweat dripped down his face, which had grown deathly pale.
Bang!
Another violent jolt surged through his mind. His consciousness faded, and his vision went dark.
As Liu Heng's body fell to the ground, his three-tomoe Sharingan transformed, the tomoe linking into a four-pointed windmill shape.
A strange, scarlet glimmer flashed—and then faded into silent darkness.
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