In the 47th year of Konoha, a historian traveled back to Kagawa, a seven-year-old Uchiha tribesman.
There is no system, no plug-ins, and no cheats. Only a vague memory of the plot and an adult brain.
There are still nine years left before the night of genocide.
He had seen Shisui, the child who climbed on the fence to peek at him, who later became "Shunshen Shisui" and later jumped off the Nanga River. He had seen Obito, the crane tail with missing front teeth, who later became a "hero" and later put on a mask. He had seen Kakashi, the genius who was as cold as ice at the age of five, and who later lost everyone.
He also saw his father's silent back, his mother's needlework under the lamp, his cousin Yui's little hand, and his grandfather's words under the oil lamp: "Uchiha Madara is still alive."
He knows everyone's fate. But can he change?
Cannot.
All he can do is to find a third way in his own way in this era when family and village are wrestling with each other, ideals and reality are torn apart - not martyrdom, not revenge, but to let the Uchiha bloodline, even only a few of them, live to see the sun tomorrow.
This is a story without cheats. The protagonist is not strong, crazy, or pretentious. He was just practicing, observing, and weaving a web in the undercurrent of Konoha. The net contained Shisui, Obito, Kakashi, Lin, and the little girl who called him "brother".
Who will survive nine years later? Who must die?
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