Chapter 1: A Step into the Past

The streets of Konoha were full of life—children running around, vendors calling out their wares in loud voices. The air was rich with the scent of freshly baked bread and spices, but none of that interested Hyougen. His gray eyes remained fixed on the ground ahead, his hands absentmindedly playing with a small pouch slung over his shoulder.

"Oi, Hyougen!"

He lifted his head at the familiar voice. The old man from the toy shop was waving at him, holding up a worn wooden chessboard.

"Thank you for the chessboard! It's truly wonderful!"

Hyougen offered a faint smile and nodded. "It was nothing, Mr. Jin."

He continued walking, but his mind was elsewhere.

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Memories of the Past

"A time traveler..." hyuegen muttered as he weaved through the alleyways.

It had been two years since that incident—two years since he recovered the memories of his past life. Memories of a teenage orphan from the blue planet, a boy who had endured a harsh existence. His parents had died in a war when he was only ten, leaving him to rely on the kindness of distant relatives. They had supported him for a few years, but eventually, he chose to live on his own.

At first, it was overwhelming—trying to process these foreign memories, questioning his true identity. But in the end, he accepted them. These memories weren't a burden; they were an advantage. Especially since he now possessed knowledge of Naruto—the future, the fates of those around him, and most importantly, the tragic destiny of his own clan.

Because now, he was a member of the Uchiha Clan.

The pride, the nobility, the strength he had only read about were now his reality.

From that day two years ago, hyougen had devoted himself to two goals: strengthening his body and mastering chakra control. Morning and night, he ran through the forests surrounding Konoha, climbing trees using chakra to maintain balance. Falling was part of the process, but each time, he got back up.

Walking on water had been the hardest challenge. He could still recall the times he nearly drowned in the small lakes nearby, the nights he spent training until his body gave out from exhaustion. But now, after two relentless years, he could run across water as if it were solid ground.

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The Hokage's Inauguration

Today, Hyougen found himself in the village square. The atmosphere was festive—people gathered, laughing, talking excitedly. Today was the inauguration of Minato Namikaze as the Fourth Hokage.

As he moved through the crowd, he caught sight of familiar faces: Asuma Sarutobi, Kurenai Yuhi, even Moonlight Hayate. Right now, they were just young Genin. Hyougen paid them no mind. To him, they were merely side characters in a much larger story.

He raised his gaze toward the grand platform. Minato finally appeared, his smile lighting up the square. He raised a hand, waving at the cheering crowd.

Hyougen , standing silently at the edge, watched with a calm expression.

"The night of the Nine-Tails' attack... it's coming soon."

He knew time was running out. He had to be prepared.

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A Quiet Departure

As the speech concluded and the celebrations began, Hyougen slipped away from the square unnoticed.

He had plans. Goals.

This was his chance to rewrite everything.