Power breeds fear, but it also breeds awe.
The members of the Uchiha Fugaku faction now kneeled in terror, their bodies trembling. The members of the Uchiha Shinji faction, on the other hand, looked at Uchiha Shin's fanatical expression and felt the overwhelming urge to kneel and swear their loyalty on the spot.
In front of everyone, Uchiha Shin reached forward and, with a merciless grip, dug out Uchiha Fugaku's eyes, tossing the bleeding man to one of his subordinates.
"Lock him in the dungeon. Don't let him die—I still have use for him."
"Yes!"
The Uchiha who received Fugaku was more than a decade older than Shin, yet his face bore nothing but reverence and devotion.
Uchiha Shin, now holding two pairs of freshly taken Mangekyō Sharingan, was practically glowing with pleasure.
"The pair from Uchiha Toyama will be given to Fugaku later.
As for this pair? I'll gladly accept it myself."
Without hesitation, Uchiha Shin's palm ignited with black flames, incinerating the pair of severed Mangekyō Sharingan into ash.
The next moment, a completely different surge of ocular power flooded into his own eyes. The exhaustion from his previous battles vanished in an instant, replaced by a rush of energy. His limits expanded significantly, but what truly shocked him was the unexpected bonus.
Two new ocular techniques.
"Wait… does that mean Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi can absorb other Mangekyō abilities?"
Shin was stunned for a moment before realization dawned upon him.
It made sense. Uchiha Hikaru, that woman, also wielded multiple Mangekyō techniques. This confirmed it—Mangekyō abilities could be inherited through absorption.
"So, by draining another's pupil energy, I can unlock their corresponding technique…?"
A twisted grin spread across Shin's lips. His gaze shifted toward Uchiha Shinji.
"Grandfather Shinji, I'll leave the cleanup here to you. I have something to discuss with the Third Hokage."
Hearing this, Uchiha Shinji's heart clenched. A terrifying possibility flashed through his mind.
" Shin, you're not planning to start a rebellion, are you?! That would—"
"No," Shin interrupted, his tone calm but absolute. "I'll do that when the time is right.
I've barely been the clan head for two days; I have no interest in being Hokage just yet.
Right now, I only want one man dead.
Someone dared to ambush me. That is unacceptable."
Uchiha Shinji swallowed his words and could only nod silently.
Watching Shin stride away, Shinji couldn't help but feel a strange mix of emotions.
"He's truly grown up… Could it be that he lost his virginity? Does it really affect one's personality this much? Mikoto and Kanako didn't even show up despite all this commotion. Were they that exhausted from last night?"
Shaking his head, Shinji decided not to ask. There were more urgent matters to deal with.
At this moment, Uchiha Shin was making his way toward the Hokage Building.
Ever since mastering Sage Mode, he could feel the 'shackles' within him breaking. His nature—the nature of one who does as he pleases, without care for others—was fully emerging.
Now that he had mastered the Flying Thunder God technique, even Uchiha Madara wasn't a threat.
Worst case scenario? He could always escape.
"In Sage Mode, I've already surpassed most Kage-level shinobi. Why should I care about their opinions?
They should be the ones adapting to my will.
If I want your wife, you better offer your daughter as well!"
A dark chuckle rumbled in Shin's throat. The sheer thought of razing Konoha to the ground, slaughtering as many as possible, and indulging in every whim lingered in his mind.
Then, a flicker of clarity returned to his gaze, and he quickly crushed the thought.
"Damn it… absorbing these Mangekyō Sharingan seems to be amplifying my emotions and impulses."
Shin clenched his fists.
He could feel it—his urges, his desires, his violent instincts—all of them magnified to an overwhelming degree.
It wasn't just bloodlust. It was the hunger for chaos, the craving for power, the thrill of domination. The kind of thoughts he could normally suppress now clawed at his mind like a raging beast.
Unless he slaughtered hundreds, asserted his dominance, or indulged in pure hedonism, he wouldn't be satisfied.
"…Could it be that I'm on the verge of unlocking the Eternal Mangekyō?"
The thought struck him like lightning.
The Sharingan was an eye that reflected the soul. The stronger the Sharingan, the greater the descent into extremism.
Madara, Obito, Itachi… all prodigies, all extreme in their own ways.
If this sudden change in him was truly a sign of his evolution, then he was about to reach a whole new level of power.
"I just absorbed a pair of Mangekyō. If even Fugaku's can't push me into the Eternal stage, another one should do it."
A cold smirk stretched across his lips.
With that thought, his previous bloodthirst faded slightly.
Soon, he arrived at the Hokage Building.
Looking at the structure before him, a dangerous glint entered his eyes.
"…Not yet. The ninja world's war isn't over.
The Hokage still has work to do. I have no interest in being stuck at a desk signing documents all day.
He can hold onto the title for now… as my tool.
But if he disobeys, he dies."
Even the position of Uchiha Clan Head was a hassle. Shin was already considering appointing a temporary patriarch to handle all the paperwork.
He had no desire to waste time on meetings and politics.
He wanted to feast, drink, play, and indulge. Why work when others could do it for him?
As for power? Why give it up when he could enjoy the privileges of an emperor?
If anyone complained? They would be dead before they finished their sentence.
"Hah… these intrusive thoughts are getting worse."
Shin took a deep breath, reining in his mind.
He needed to refine his self-control before he became too extreme.
There was a difference between being a tyrant and being a mad dog.
He wasn't some mindless brute. He was Uchiha Shin.
With that resolve, he stepped forward and slammed his foot into the Hokage's office door.
BANG!
The wooden frame shattered instantly, sending splinters flying like deadly shrapnel.
Sarutobi Hiruzen, seated behind his desk, barely had time to react before several shards whizzed past his head, embedding themselves into the wall behind him.
Heart pounding, the Hokage locked eyes with Shin.
The sheer presence of the young Uchiha sent a chill down his spine.
Was this a warning?
Or… was this the beginning of a coup?
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