Naruto Immersive Replay, The Curse of the Sharingan

Ban's gaze was fixed on the direction you had just left, his eyes deep and intense, as if trying to pierce through the darkness.

You thought to yourself, "It's better to avoid trouble." You didn't want to have much interaction with Ban and just wanted to leave quietly.

Just as they were about to pass each other, Madara Uchiha suddenly spoke, his voice deep and magnetic, "Where are you going?"

His gaze was fixed on you, his eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions: worry, concern, and a hint of loneliness.

You paused slightly, hesitated for a moment, but still answered truthfully, "I have a mission." Your gaze met Ban's, but you looked away for only a second.

Although Ban doesn't know what mission you're on, judging from your attire, it must be fraught with danger.

Moreover, what kind of task could be so urgent that it must be completed immediately on this stormy night?

Ban has so much to say to you, all that concern, worry, and deep love, swirling on the tip of her tongue.

But when it came to it, all that came out were four simple words: "Be careful."

You slightly raised your eyes and glanced at Ban a few more times; there seemed to be a subtle, almost imperceptible fluctuation in your gaze.

In that brief eye contact, Madara seemed to see a hint of softness deep in your eyes, but it was only for a moment, so fast that he thought it was his imagination.

Then, your figure quickly disappeared into the darkness, leaving only Ban standing there.

The rain grew heavier, soaking Ban's clothes, but he was oblivious, simply gazing in the direction you had left, standing there for a long time.

Walking briskly through the rainy night, the rain soaks your black hair, which slides down your cheeks.

The name of Senju Jiro kept flashing through your mind, and those past events haunted you like a nightmare.

Many years ago, you first met Senju Jiro during an assassination mission.

In the bloody and bloody battlefield, Senju Jiro's figure stood out conspicuously amidst the chaos.

His eyes held a cunning and ruthless glint, as if everything was under his control.

From that moment on, you took notice of Senju Jiro.

This man's existence poses a potentially huge threat to the Uchiha clan.

Now, the betrayal by the Kurosawa clan is also related to Senju Jiro, which ignites anger in your heart.

Let's deal with both old and new grudges together.

Rainwater slid down the brim of his hat and dripped onto the muddy ground beneath his feet.

You stand on the hill, overlooking the Thousand Hands territory shrouded in torrential rain.

Inside the clan's territory, Hashirama Senju lay on a warm bed, with young Itama beside him.

Hashirama ruffled Itama's hair and whispered, "Itama, goodnight."

Itama yawned and replied, "Goodnight, brother."

Just then, Tobirama lay down beside him, preparing to close his eyes.

Under the cover of the torrential rain, you silently infiltrated the Thousand Hands Clan's territory.

Tobirama Senju instantly sensed the aura of the bloodline limit that he loathed. He abruptly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with vigilance.

"Tobirama? Where are you going?" Hashirama asked, puzzled, as Tobirama got up.

But Tobirama ignored him and rushed out with a serious expression. Hashirama and Itama exchanged a glance and quickly followed.

You've found Senju Jiro's residence and are about to take action when you hear a shout from behind, "Who are you?"

Turn around and you'll see a boy with a signature watermelon-shaped haircut staring at you with a serious expression.

"Brother, stop talking! They're the enemy! And they're from the evil Uchiha clan!" Tobirama Senju said coldly, arms crossed.

You glanced at the three of them, and without the slightest hesitation, you leaped onto the roof of the Thousand Hands Clan's territory and turned to run away.

"Chase!" Tobirama said, then ran in your direction.

Hashira and Itama followed closely behind, their movements disturbing the Senju clan members, who came out of their houses to check on the situation.

You are blocked in your path by the Thousand Hands Clan in the empty courtyard. "Give up struggling, you are already surrounded by us," a Thousand Hands Clan member shouted triumphantly.

At this moment, the clan leader, Thousand Hands Buddha, also arrived. Upon seeing the black cloak you were wearing, a bad premonition suddenly welled up in his heart.

"The robes of a death squad member?" The scene of the ruthless Uchiha death squad members from five years ago flashed through his mind.

He remembered that the training of Uchiha assassins had been banned, so how could there still be any? Could they be survivors from back then?

Thinking of this, a murderous intent flashed in Senju Butsuma's eyes. He absolutely could not let this assassin return alive, otherwise it would bring great trouble to the Senju clan.

At Senju Butsuma's command, a group of ninjas attacked you.

Your strength far exceeds their expectations. You move freely through the crowd, your knife dancing like a blur of light, and you are not at a disadvantage at all, but rather in complete control.

Senju Butsuma's apprehension towards you grew even stronger. He turned to Senju Jiro beside him and said, "Jiro, go and help." Upon receiving the instruction, Senju Jiro immediately rushed to the battlefield.

This suits you perfectly; your purpose in coming here is to assassinate Senju Jiro.

Seeing his teacher fighting with the enemy, Tobirama rushed to help without thinking.

The battle intensified, and suddenly, the three tomoe in your eyes rapidly transformed into shikigami rune patterns, and your Mangekyou Sharingan was activated.

Upon seeing this, Senju Jiro sensed something was wrong and wanted to get away.

But your knife has already pierced him like lightning.

In the critical moment, in a panic, Senju Jiro pulled Tobirama in front of him, trying to get Tobirama to take the fatal blow for him.

"Tobirama!" Hashirama Senju and Butsuma Senju exclaimed almost simultaneously, a scene that surprised everyone.

Just when Tobirama thought he was doomed, you turned your blade and stabbed Senju Jiro.

"Why?" Senju Jiro, stabbed, stared wide-eyed, unable to believe his end would come to him.

Senju Tobirama stared at you in astonishment, but his cold, indifferent eyes seemed unsurprised.

Why didn't she kill herself?

While everyone was still stunned, you escaped the Thousand Hands Clan territory in a few leaps.

Hashirama Senju and Butsuma Senju were extremely anxious and quickly checked on Tobirama's situation.

Rainwater streamed down their hair, soaking their clothes, but they paid no heed to it at the moment.

"How are you feeling, Tobirama!" Hashirama Senju asked with concern, his voice trembling slightly and his eyes filled with worry.

Tobirama gently shook his head, trying to reassure his brother, "I'm fine."

Then, he turned his gaze to his father's Buddha statue, his eyes filled with inquiry, "Father, do you know who she is?"

Thousand-Handed Buddha frowned, his mind replaying your attack—that sharp, ruthless yet unspeakably hesitant figure.

"She does give me a familiar feeling, like the Uchiha assassins from that massacre five years ago."

The Buddha's voice was deep and solemn, as if the tragic past was being replayed before one's eyes.

Upon hearing this, Tobirama's brows immediately furrowed.

Chapter 7 - Cold Poison

In Tobirama Senju's understanding, assassins are brutally trained, absolutely obedient, and ruthless killing tools; in theory, there is no question of showing mercy.

But just a moment ago, he clearly felt death approaching, yet he miraculously survived.

The reason behind this left him deeply perplexed.

Seeing his younger brother lost in thought, Hashirama Senju gently patted Tobirama's shoulder, pulling him back from his reverie. "Tobirama? Have you discovered something?"

Tobirama Senju did not answer immediately, but listened silently to the sound of the rain, the rhythmic dripping sound like accompaniment to his thoughts.

After a long silence, he finally spoke, "Why did that assassin spare my life?"

His eyes revealed confusion and bewilderment, a question that loomed over his mind like a dark cloud.

When Hashirama heard this question, he fell silent.

He gazed in the direction you had left, his heart filled with the same doubts.

On the battlefield, they had faced countless enemies, but they had never encountered a situation as enigmatic as this.

There seemed to be many untold secrets hidden in the enemy's eyes, but he had no idea what they were.

Meanwhile, you dragged your weary body back to your tribe's territory.

His steps were heavy, each step as if he had used up all his strength.

The rain soaked your clothes, your hair was disheveled and stuck to your face, but your eyes remained firm and indifferent.

The thought of that white-haired, red-eyed child who was shielded by Senju Jiro fills you with grief and indignation.

The child's eyes were filled with fear and stubbornness, stirring a pang of pity in your heart.

The poisoning time for the former assassins had quietly arrived.

An indescribable pain spread from the depths of your body, as if countless ants were gnawing at your bone marrow.

You endured the excruciating pain, slowly squatted down against the wall, your hands tightly covering your chest, your nails digging deep into your palms, yet you were completely unaware.

Your breathing becomes rapid and heavy, each gasp feeling like a struggle against death.

He struggled into his room, enduring the pain, and took out a bottle of antidote from the drawer.

But your hands were trembling so badly that you couldn't open the bottle cap several times.

"Damn it!" you muttered under your breath, your heart filled with anger and helplessness.

Finally, the bottle cap was opened, and you drank the antidote in one gulp.

You collapse onto the bed, panting heavily, waiting for the pain to subside.

The rain outside the window kept falling, as if it would never stop.

As you gaze at the ceiling, your thoughts drift away.

He recalled his days as a suicide squad member, the endless killings, the grueling training, and the memories buried deep in his heart.

I don't know how much time passed, but my body finally stopped trembling and the pain gradually subsided.

You slowly sat up, your eyes growing even colder.

“Although your operation was successful, it has also aroused the vigilance of the Senju clan.” Uchiha Rei suddenly appeared from the doorway.

You coldly replied, "So what? I'm not afraid of them."

"We can't let our guard down; the Senju clan isn't so easy to deal with," Uchiha Reiku warned.

You were silent for a moment, then said, "I understand."

On the other side, Tobirama Senju was also training diligently.

He kept thinking about the Uchiha assassin who had spared him. He didn't understand her motives, but he knew that he had to become stronger to protect his family and clan.

"Tobirama, don't push yourself too hard," Hashirama said, looking at his younger brother with concern.

Tobirama Senju raised his head. "Brother, I can't let this happen again."

A message spread like wildfire throughout the Uchiha clan: the Senju clan had been assassinated the previous night, and Senju Jiro, known as the Senju strategist, had been killed by the assassin.

The Thousand Hands clan is now furious and is offering rewards for the capture of the mysterious assassin from last night.

The words you said to him last night, "There's a mission," flashed through Madara's mind instantly, and a strong premonition surged in his heart. He almost immediately guessed who the Senju clan was looking for.

Worry surged through his heart like a tidal wave, and without further hesitation, he hurried toward your residence.

Right now, you are curled up alone in your room.

You feel a chill all over your body, as if you are in an ice cellar.

The chill seeped into your bones, leaving you without the strength to even get up. You could only lean quietly against the wall, closing your eyes to recuperate.

Ban arrived at your door, but hesitated for a long time before reaching it.

He was conflicted; on one hand, he was eager to confirm your safety, but on the other hand, he was afraid to see you injured.

Finally, he slowly raised his hand and knocked on the door. The knocking sound echoed in the silent air, sounding particularly abrupt.

Hearing the knock on the door, you slightly opened your eyes, your gaze filled with confusion.

Forcing yourself to stand up despite your weakness, you walk towards the door. The moment you open the door, your eyes meet Ban's.

Madara Uchiha's eyes were full of concern and anxiety, while you just looked at him quietly without saying a word.