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After being reborn into the Naruto world, Kaito finds himself as a member of the Uchiha clan. With the night of extermination looming, Uchiha Kaito is left powerless, without a golden finger or system to guide him.

"How am I supposed to protect my clan?"

Just when all seems lost, Ding! The system finally awakens!

Ding! "Host’s Kekkei Genkai has reached a bottleneck!"
Ding! "Jonin-level chakra detected. Upgrading to Kage-level!"
Ding! "Fire Style: Fireball Technique (B) has reached a bottleneck. Advancing to Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique (A)!"
With the system now in play, Kaito must rise to protect his clan and change the tragic fate of the Uchiha.
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Naruto: Uchiha Destroys Konoha at the Start.

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The sun bled into the horizon, streaking the sky in molten reds and golds. At the edge of one of Konoha's training grounds, Itachi Uchiha stood alone, motionless.

Leaves rustled softly. Every sound tonight felt amplified, like the world was holding its breath.

He didn't turn. He didn't need to. He already knew someone was there.

A figure emerged from the treeline, slow and deliberate. He wore a spiraled orange mask—bizarre and unsettling. Only one eye was visible. The space around him seemed to bend, wrong in a way that made the air taste off.

Itachi's voice cut through the darkness, each word weighted with grim purpose. He stood rigid before the masked figure, his Sharingan glinting faintly in the moonlight.

Obito tilted his head slightly, the orange swirl of his mask catching what little light there was. Beneath it, a smirk twisted his lips.

"So you've finally chosen your path," he mused, the amusement evident in his tone.

Itachi gave a single sharp nod. "A clan so consumed by arrogance... they've become a threat to the very village they swore to protect."

A low chuckle escaped Obito's mask, the sound dripping with dark amusement. "I'll lend you my blade... on one condition."

"I know." Itachi didn't let him finish. "I'll join your organization afterward."

"Good." Obito's voice lost its mocking edge, turning deadly serious. "We understand each other then."

Without another word, Itachi turned on his heel, his cloak flaring as he strode toward the Uchiha district. Behind him, space itself warped and twisted as Obito vanished into nothingness

Chapter 4 The Meeting edited