Naruto Immersive Replay, The Curse of the Sharingan

He noticed that your face was as pale as paper, your lips were bloodless, and you exuded an aura of weakness and powerlessness.

Ban stepped forward, blocking the door you were trying to close, and asked in a low, hoarse voice, "Are you injured?"

His gaze was fixed on your face, as if trying to find the answer.

Seeing Ban's domineering actions, a strange ripple stirred in your heart.

But you still shook your head, trying to hide your discomfort.

How could Madara Uchiha easily believe that?

Without saying a word, he suddenly reached out and forcefully grabbed your wrist.

Even through the gloves, he could clearly feel that your body temperature was shockingly cold; the chill seemed to penetrate the gloves and reach straight to his heart.

Without the slightest hesitation, Madara mobilized his chakra and slowly channeled it into your body.

The warm chakra flowed through your body like a gentle stream, gradually dispelling the chill within you.

You can feel that warmth spreading little by little, and your originally cold body gradually regains its temperature, and your cold blood begins to flow again.

Even after your body temperature returned to normal, Ban's hand still did not let go.

He gripped your wrist tightly, and you could vaguely sense that Ban seemed to have different feelings for you.

"What, you don't want to let go of me?" Upon hearing your voice, Madara belatedly released her hand.

His fingertips caressed the area intentionally or unintentionally, as if savoring the sensation of that very moment.

"...No way, you're so narcissistic!" You looked at Ban's red-eared head, but what came out of your mouth was very unpleasant to hear.

"It seems the young clan leader cares a lot about his clansmen."

Ban realized you seemed to be praising him, and he became a little smug, but he was too happy too soon.

"So concerned that you disregard the difference between men and women and personally come to transfer chakra to your clansmen." There was a hint of sarcasm in your voice.

"I just happened to be passing by..." Madara said this with a hint of wanting to hide something obvious.

"Oh~" you pretended to understand, but Ban could tell you were joking.

You suddenly moved closer to Ban, who instinctively took a few steps back. "What are you doing now, woman!"

"Actually, you can just say you like me, Young Clan Leader. After all, I really like you!" Your voice was very soft, and only the two of you could hear it.

"You're being completely unreasonable!" Ban pushed you away, his chest heaving as if he were furious.

He left after saying that.

Inside the house, you stood there for a long time after Ban left.

Your hand gently caresses the wrist held by Ban, where his warmth still lingers.

As Ban walked back, your face kept appearing in his mind.

The words "nasty," "strange," and "indifferent" perfectly describe one woman.

Nagi Uchiha speaks very incoherently, and there is always a world-weariness in her eyes that even she herself cannot perceive. To this day, even her strength remains a mystery.

Ban couldn't quite explain his feelings for her, but the rapid beating of his heart directly expressed his true thoughts.

It seems the only way is to improve his strength; he doesn't want to be suppressed by Uchiha Nagi forever.

Deep underground, darkness spreads endlessly.

Black Zetsu lurked here like a ghost.

Kaguya Otsutsuki, the sealed progenitor of chakra, is Black Zetsu's only concern and mission.

To rescue his mother, he needed a powerful and crucial piece, and Uchiha Madara was undoubtedly the most perfect choice he had found over the long years.

Ban is not only the reincarnation of Indra, but also the person with the greatest potential in a thousand years.

Black Zetsu secretly resolved that no matter the cost, he must gain Madara's trust and make him the key to achieving his plan.

Black Zetsu also realized Madara's naive love for Nagi Uchiha, which might become an excellent opportunity.

If we can use Uchiha Nagi to stimulate Madara, it might prompt him to awaken the Mangekyou Sharingan, thus allowing the plan to proceed more smoothly.

Thinking of this, Black Zetsu's figure hidden in the darkness seemed to exude a hint of smugness and anticipation.

The room was completely silent. You sat cross-legged on the tatami mat, and the air around you seemed to freeze, as if your soul was being pulled into some kind of realm.

"I never expected that you would encounter the reincarnation of Indra so soon." A white-haired woman with green eyes sat opposite you.

"What do you want to say, Uchiha Showa?" You looked at her coldly.

"How heartless of you," the woman said, feigning sadness, then moved closer. "Sometimes I wonder, are you really my reincarnation?"

"Your reincarnation?" You laughed arrogantly, half-covering your face.

The white-haired woman was suddenly grabbed by the neck. "It must feel terrible to be controlled by a reincarnated person, right?"

"You don't need to interfere with the fate of the reincarnated. I will be the chosen one, and the only one."

"Whether it's me or Madara Uchiha."

You opened your eyes without warning.

His left eye instantly turned emerald green, with shimmering light flowing within it, and the shikigami pattern in his pupil swirling rapidly in his eye socket.

Blood began to flow from his left eye socket, sliding down his fair cheek, making him look extremely strange at that moment.

In this brief yet long moment, several fragments flash through your mind.

You saw Madara's younger brother, Uchiha Gen, whose life was suddenly extinguished in the fierce battle against the Senju clan not long afterward, his young face forever frozen in that moment of bloodshed and chaos.

Madara Uchiha, who had awakened the power of the Six Paths, became awe-inspiring, yet his eyes revealed endless loneliness and vicissitudes.

The final scene shows Ban being attacked by a black creature when he is completely unprepared, his life hanging by a thread, his eyes filled with despair and resentment.

Although it's unclear what deeper meaning lies behind these images, and how things will unfold.

You slowly raise your hand and gently stroke your left eye, which has undergone changes. The green light and shimmering light gradually fade away, and it returns to normal.

The room fell into a deathly silence once more, as if the strange scene that had just unfolded had never happened.

Dark clouds loomed over both banks of the Naka River, as the flames of war between the two arch-rival clans, the Uchiha and Senju, reignited.

Inside the Uchiha clan compound, Madara Uchiha was alone in his room. The only sound was the rustling of ancient forbidden technique scrolls as he intently deciphered the obscure runes and incantations.

Suddenly, the door was flung open, and hurried footsteps shattered the tranquility.

Ban looked up in surprise, but before he could even ask a question, you rushed up to him, grabbed his hand without a word, and dragged him out the door.

He instinctively followed along, his gaze sweeping in the direction you were heading, a chill running through him—it seemed to be the location of a battlefield.

"What happened?" Ban couldn't help but ask. He had never seen you so flustered.

Your eyes held an unprecedented urgency, your steps quickened, and those fragments kept flashing through your mind: "Uchiha Gen in the Naka River."

The fifth brother, Uchiha Gen, was born weak and his mother, Aki, died in childbirth. Gen's growth was always accompanied by the careful care of the clan.

Gen Uchiha was treasured by his father and brothers and was strictly forbidden from going to the dangerous battlefield.

Ban was filled with doubt. How could Xuan appear on that bloody battlefield?

But he knew you were always a steady person and wouldn't joke like that, so he chose to believe you.

Uchiha Gen had already inquired about the war between Naka no Kagawa and the Senju.

His eldest brother went to the battlefield at the age of four, and his other brothers also joined the battle one after another.

He was already five years old, but his father and clansmen forbade him from participating in the war. He was a member of the Uchiha clan.

Today we must shine brightly on the battlefield and show them how foolish it is to not participate in the fight.

This time, the Senju greatly underestimated the strength of the Uchiha, both in terms of numbers and tactics.

Just as Uchiha Rei was about to order his subordinate ninjas to flank, he saw an unbelievable member.

Seeing that he hadn't made a move yet, Uchiha Yasuo urged him, "What are you waiting for? The Uchiha will surely win this battle."

Leng Xi shook her head, pointed at Uchiha Gen, and remained silent.

“What are those good-for-nothings in the clan’s territory good for! They can’t even keep an eye on a five-year-old child!” Kang Dao’s expression changed drastically. “You carry out the orders as normal, I’ll go and bring the Fifth Young Master back.”

"Fifth Young Master, it's dangerous over there!" Before Kang Dao could even get close, he discovered that a Senju ninja was attempting to attack Uchiha Gen.

At the critical moment, the ninja was pierced through the abdomen by the samurai's long sword.

Uchiha Gen, recovering from his shock, cried out, "Big...Big Brother!"

Xuan looked as if all her strength had been drained away, her face deathly pale.

He almost lost his brother.

Ban grabbed Xuan by the collar and placed him in Kang Dao's arms. "I'll trouble the Grand Elder to go back in person. I'll handle things here."

Kang Dao did not refuse. In terms of combat ability, the twelve-year-old young clan leader in front of him was already outstanding, not to mention that he had also awakened the Sharingan. In terms of strength, he was also the most outstanding one.

Chapter 8 - Prisoners

You can rest assured that the battlefield is in Madara's hands.

With his and your addition, the Uchiha's chances of winning increased, and they quickly ended part of the battle.

As the smoke of battle gradually dissipated, Ban was about to lead his people back when he suddenly noticed you staring at a spot with a furrowed brow.

Madara looked over and saw a child wearing the Thousand Hands Armor, who looked about the same age as Kiyo, with shaved head and was being attacked by five adult Uchiha ninjas.

The child's face was filled with terror, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Madara Uchiha immediately thought of the death of your younger brother, Soku Uchiha.

Su also lost her life on the battlefield; that is a deep pain in your heart.

He knows that you are recalling that painful past.

Ban stepped forward without hesitation and loudly ordered, "Take this child back to the tribe as a prisoner."

His voice was firm and unquestionable. The five ninjas were slightly taken aback, but the young clan leader's orders were paramount. They quickly put away their weapons and led the Senju child away.

Senju Itama thought he was going to die here, but suddenly an Uchiha appeared and spared his life.

Although he didn't know what kind of schemes he might have up his sleeve, Itama was still grateful to have survived.

I only hope that my father won't be furious because I was captured, and that my elder brothers...

You look at Ban, a complex emotion in your eyes that is hard to describe.

You walk side by side on the path of the Hui people.

"I promised you, that no matter which family's children are on the battlefield, they are all innocent." Madara's voice was low and gentle.

"Thank you," you replied softly, knowing that your resentment might cause trouble for the Uchiha clan, but Madara's understanding and support warmed your heart.

Ban lowered his eyes slightly, "In the end, I should be the one saying this. Without you, I'm afraid I would lose a younger brother."

At this moment, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on you, lengthening your shadows.

On the banks of the war-torn Naga River, their hearts seemed to grow even closer.

Back in your tribe, however, your mood did not lighten.

At night, Ban sat alone in the courtyard, gazing at the bright moon in the sky, his mind filled with countless thoughts.

He remembered the cruelty of the battlefield, Xuan's terrified eyes, and your moved expression.

"I must end this endless war and free my people from living in fear and slaughter," Ban vowed silently.

Meanwhile, you're tossing and turning in your own room.

Thinking of Madara's heroic figure on the battlefield and his kindness in sparing the Senju children, a ripple stirred in my heart.

"Perhaps, he really can change all of this."

"What! Itama has been captured on the orders of the young Uchiha clan leader!" Senju Butsuma slammed his fist on the table.

Hashirama and Tobirama exchanged a glance and then lowered their heads.

The ninjas below dared not respond to the clan leader's wrath.

Buddha stood up and took a few steps. "I should be glad that the Uchiha had a plan, otherwise I would have..." lost another child.

His next words surprised everyone: "If I were to abandon the interests of the Senju clan for the sake of Itama, then I would not be worthy of being the clan leader."