Uchiha, starting from the destruction of the ninja world

Chapter 1 The Night of the Extermination

In the dead of night, the Uchiha clan's territory was unusually quiet.

The once bustling streets were now eerily silent, a sense of oppression permeating every corner.

A strange black shadow, like a ghost, swiftly swept across the street and vanished into the darkness in an instant.

The owner of the shadowy figure was none other than Uchiha Obito, who wore a swirling mask.

Beneath the mask, his eyes were as cold as frost, devoid of any pity or warmth.

Tonight is the night he and Itachi Uchiha planned to massacre their clan.

As per the pre-arranged division of labor, Itachi Uchiha was responsible for the people inside the clan's territory, while he himself was responsible for purging all Uchiha members in the Konoha Police Department.

Prior to this, he had swiftly and accurately eliminated all the Uchiha members on the list.

The blood-stained corpses lay quietly in various corners of the security headquarters, as if telling the prelude to a brutal massacre.

"One more person is needed..."

Obito silently recited the name in his mind, his gaze falling on that inconspicuous name on the list...

Uchiha Abyss...

According to the information he possessed, this man named Uchiha Gen was an ordinary Uchiha clansman who had never awakened his Sharingan.

Because of an elder in his family, he was barely assigned to the security department to do some insignificant clerical work.

Obito frowned slightly as the floodgates of memory opened, and some blurry images surfaced in his mind.

This person was a classmate of mine.

Unlike himself, Kakashi, and Rin, he didn't even graduate from the Ninja Academy and returned directly to his clan, quietly taking on an administrative job.

"Just a completely incompetent guy..."

Soon, his figure silently disappeared into the last office of the security department.

After Kamui was activated and the vortex-like space distorted, Obito was in a holographic state and did not appear.

The office was exceptionally neat and orderly, with the desks covered with meticulously organized documents and ancient books, all related to the history, secrets, and genealogy of the Uchiha clan.

At the desk, a figure sat quietly, his face serene.

His short black hair fell slightly across his forehead, and his eyes were so calm they were almost as still as a deep well.

His gaze remained fixed on the moonlight outside the window, seemingly unaware of the commotion behind him.

Just as Obito was about to make his move, the figure that had been as still as a rock slowly spoke...

"The atmosphere tonight is unusually strange... It seems this is already the night of the massacre, isn't it? If I'm not mistaken, Obito Uchiha, you're already behind me, aren't you?"

Upon hearing his own name, Obito felt a jolt in his heart.

However, he did not appear...

"Hmm? Obito hasn't shown up yet?"

Obito: "..."

Yuan's voice remained eerily calm, without the slightest fluctuation or change.

"What a pity... I am naturally lacking in emotional fluctuations, and no matter what happens, I cannot trigger the activation of the Sharingan."

"Over the years, I have tried many times to feel fear, anger, and sadness, but unfortunately, these emotions are luxuries for me."

"However, I wasn't entirely unprepared. Since I can't open my eyes, I have no choice but to find another way..."

As he spoke, Yuan slowly turned around, his calm gaze finally settling on the area where Obito was...

At that moment, Obito felt that he had already sensed something...

A faint trace of pity shone through those unwavering black pupils, as if they had long since seen through everything in the world.

"Actually, I had planned to take this opportunity to have a good talk with you tonight..."

"A truth about this ninja world, about that man you don't know, the true intentions of Uchiha Madara..."

"I'm curious whether this information can completely shatter your beliefs and fundamentally shake your convictions."

These words left Obito speechless.

Although it was all nonsense, he had grasped a few key words: Uchiha Madara...

Even his own name suggests that he knows something.

Where did this unassuming civilian ninja in front of me get this information from?

Yuan seemed to see right through him and continued calmly:

"What a pity... my plan seems to have been a bit far-fetched from the very beginning."

"Kamui could kill me in an instant. I thought I could take this opportunity to observe your reaction..."

The voice remained calm and even, yet Obito sensed an eerie pressure he had never felt before.

At the same time, he sensed something was wrong with his chakra.

In the silent room, Uchiha Gen slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping across the empty space...

His expression was completely calm, as indifferent as if he were detached from the world.

"Has it not appeared yet?"

His voice was cool and indifferent, as he murmured softly, as if talking to himself...

"Could it be that Obito hasn't arrived yet? He's really unreliable..."

The air in the room seemed to freeze instantly, the silence was unsettling.

Just then, Yuan slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed on the direction where Obito was.

Although their gazes did not actually meet, Obito clearly felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

In that instant, he saw a pair of deep and eerie Mangekyou Sharingan suddenly appear in Yuan's originally indifferent and calm pupils.

Obito was immediately filled with unprecedented astonishment. In his intangible form, he remained wary of the strange Uchiha clansmen opposite him.

At this moment, Yuan slightly turned his head, his tone remaining unchanged.

"Actually, there is one thing I did lie to Obito about."

"Although I couldn't awaken the Sharingan through the normal Uchiha path, I found another way and awakened my own Mangekyou Sharingan in an unconventional way."

Yuan spoke in a calm tone, slowly recounting things that seemed unrelated to himself, but his voice grew increasingly low and eerie, sending a chill down Obito's spine.

His eyes seemed to be filled with thick darkness, as deep and unfathomable as a bottomless well.

"The power in these eyes is also extraordinary, or perhaps it should be said, very special. Just like my name, Yuan."

As he spoke, his pupils flickered again, and the patterns within his Mangekyou Sharingan resembled slowly rotating vortexes, seemingly silently conveying an irresistible and eerie power.

Yuan slowly stood up, and the surrounding air suddenly became icy cold. Shadows surged like a tide, and darkness and cold intertwined, quickly engulfing the entire room.

As he walked step by step into the area where Obito had become a Hollowfied, Yuan finally smiled.

The only thing is, the smile is creepy...

His tone gradually became low and profound: "When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you..."

Yuan gazed in the direction of Obito, his eyes seemingly filled with endless darkness, a darkness that could drag one's soul into a bottomless abyss.

Yuan's Mangekyou Sharingan emitted a cold, eerie light, and a strange aura enveloped every corner of the room.

Evil taken to its extreme...