"How's it going, Itachi? Is everything resolved?"
Under the full moon, a man in a black robe with an orange spiral mask looked at the brooding teenager standing a short distance away. The mask, stained with bloodlines of Madara's legacy, appeared cold and menacing under the moonlight.
"Except for Sasuke, no Uchiha was spared. Madara, don't forget our agreement," Uchiha Itachi said flatly, his voice devoid of emotion.
The masked man, Obito, chuckled darkly. "Of course. As long as you join my organization, I will refrain from taking action against Konoha or your younger brother, Sasuke."
At the mention of Sasuke, Itachi's heart clenched. Sasuke was his sole reason for going through with this atrocity. The Third Hokage had also promised to protect Sasuke and raise him as an exceptional Konoha shinobi. That assurance, coupled with his own resolve, allowed Itachi to endure the unimaginable weight of his actions.
However, the discovery that the man before him, claiming to be Madara Uchiha, had allied himself with the destruction of the Uchiha clan was unsettling. It was hard to believe that the legendary founder of Konoha, who had once stood beside Senju Hashirama, the God of Shinobi, was now complicit in this massacre.
Still, Uchiha Itachi could not imagine that the masked man was not Madara, but Uchiha Obito. Nor did he realize that this so-called Madara knew all his secrets, including the true purpose of his mission and his intent to infiltrate Akatsuki. The two were merely playing a dangerous game of manipulation, each trying to outmaneuver the other while feigning cooperation.
The masked man's voice broke the tense silence. "By the way, Itachi, I killed a woman in your clan earlier. She kept calling your name until her last breath."
Itachi's expression didn't waver. "No problem," he replied coldly, as if brushing aside the mention of a mere stranger.
That woman had been his lover, Uchiha Izumi. Itachi had granted her a peaceful life in his Tsukuyomi illusion, where she had lived out her days in a world of tranquility. Now, she was gone.
Behind the mask, Obito sneered. "As expected, the man who killed his own parents won't flinch over a lover's death."
Itachi ignored the taunt, his red Sharingan eyes focusing instead on the Hokage Rock, shrouded in the dark of night. Suddenly, his gaze sharpened.
"Damn it… there's someone else alive besides Sasuke!" Itachi muttered, his eyes narrowing further.
"Hmm?" Obito's tone grew curious. It wasn't like Itachi to overlook a detail like this.
"Who could pose a threat to us?" Obito asked cautiously.
Itachi shook his head. "No threat at all. His name is Uchiha Nanaya. He's just an ordinary clan member who hasn't even awakened the Sharingan."
Obito chuckled. "Not everyone in the Uchiha clan can awaken the Sharingan. Mediocre members like him might never achieve it in their lifetimes."
"Should I return to finish him off?" Itachi asked, a hint of unease in his voice.
"No need," Obito replied dismissively. "Konoha's Anbu will be watching the clan remnants closely. Let him live a few more days."
With that, the two figures vanished into the moonlight.
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In the early morning, deep within the woods outside Konoha Village, a young man slowly opened his eyes. His cheeks, warm from the sunlight, twitched as a confident smile spread across his face. This was Uchiha Nanaya.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for accumulating 60,000 hours of sleep and successfully activating the system.]
The long-awaited moment had arrived. The cheat system, a necessary perk for any transmigrator, was finally online.
Nanaya had arrived in this world seventeen years ago, starting life as an infant in the Uchiha clan. Despite possessing an adult mind, he had been trapped in a baby's body, helplessly waiting for the system's activation conditions to be met: a staggering 60,000 hours of sleep.
To achieve this, Nanaya had lived inconspicuously, sleeping ten hours a day for seventeen years. Finally, today, the achievement was unlocked.
Born to parents who died during the ninja wars, Nanaya was raised by an elderly Uchiha woman who had recently passed away at the age of 99. Left to fend for himself, Nanaya had kept a low profile, avoiding any interaction that might draw attention.
He glanced at his system panel:
Host: Uchiha Nanaya
Age: 17
Abilities:
1. Three Tomoe Sharingan (Activated)
2. Frozen Fruit Ability (Curse of the Sea Removed)
Sleeping enhanced his ninja attributes: Ninjutsu, Physique, Genjutsu, Speed, and more, along with boosting his Chakra reserves.
"Start with Three Tomoe Sharingan, huh? A bit underwhelming compared to Sasuke and Naruto at my age," Nanaya muttered. "Still, I have a system. Let's see who'll be the strongest when this is over."
Grinning, he uttered the words that would define his path: "Aha la la… lazy justice, here I come."