Uchiha Kiyo rested for only one night before taking action once again the next day.
The execution of the two main perpetrators was just the beginning—it wasn't enough.
This realization settled deep within Uchiha Kiyo's heart as he remembered the hundreds of pairs of accusing eyes that had stared back at him. No, it wasn't enough.
This wasn't just murder. This was the annihilation of a clan. From the elderly in their twilight years to infants barely a year old—not a single soul had been spared.
This was genocide. A word that cannot capture the magnitude of the atrocity. It wasn't just the deaths of ninja; it was the extinguishing of generations—hundreds of thousands of lives lost.
The Uchiha clan wasn't just composed of shinobi. It also included countless civilians—merchants, artisans, scholars. They, too, carried the Uchiha bloodline. Danzo hadn't spared a single one of them.
On the countless culture tanks, Uchiha Kiyo had seen things that reminded him of that tragic night. Some of the Sharingan preserved inside had clearly awakened due to the trauma of genocide…
The Shimura clan had been wiped out. But what was next?
At that moment, Uchiha Kiyo sensed a shift within himself—something influenced by the natural laws, by the burden of his path. Even with his mindset—carefully tempered by years of caution and discipline—something in this world, or perhaps in himself, was tipping him further. In a different timeline, he might have held back. But here, he didn't feel the need to do so. The influence was palpable. Yet he did not resist.
The cause of the influence was clear: the shackled emotions carried by the eyes of the dead, the vast, heavy presence of all those Sharingan—each one echoing despair, hatred, or sorrow. Such emotions naturally resonated with his own. The pressure wasn't a step-by-step evolution like the usual Sharingan growth—it was a flood, and Uchiha Kiyo, already in sync with these eyes, was swept into it.
He made no effort to resist.
To him, it was only logical to eliminate every perpetrator behind the Uchiha massacre. Under the influence of those lingering emotions and hatred, Kiyo could feel the energy within his own Sharingan surging. This vengeance, if carried through to the end, might push his eyes to the next stage. The Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan might remain out of reach, but the Mangekyō itself—its clarity, power, and depth—could still be elevated.
More importantly, Uchiha Kiyo now had a real feeling—a sensation of his eyes evolving, of their capabilities expanding. When he evolved to the three-tomoe Sharingan, he had ideas, predictions. But ascending to the Mangekyō, a dojutsu rooted in grief and loss, involved tapping into forces beyond reason. Now, with the surge of this power, this resonance from hundreds of eyes, he had a rare opportunity to grasp that elusive next step.
This was his moment to vent.
As he emerged from the Forest of Death, Kiyo looked up and saw the looming Hokage Rock. With his keen vision, he spotted the corpse of Danzo still pinned high above.
If others hadn't seen the execution with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe that was a corpse. They'd assume it was an icicle, some kind of eerie sculpture…
But when he saw the large kanji for "Sin" etched between the Third Hokage's face and Danzo, Uchiha Kiyo's mood improved inexplicably.
Not everyone, however, shared that sentiment.
Inside the Hokage Office, Tsunade and Jiraiya stood bound by Kiyo's restraints, staring at Hokage Rock with a mix of pain and fury.
Despite all the Third Hokage's mistakes, he was their teacher. Regardless of his failures, their bond with him could not be severed. Now, thanks to Kiyo's ruthless public display, Sarutobi Hiruzen would forever be seen by future generations as a sinner.
And to the casual eye, the symbolism was damning: Danzo's corpse dangled beneath the Third Hokage's statue, while the giant "Sin" hung ominously between them. To those unable to clearly see Danzo's body, it would appear that the "Sin" was referring to Hiruzen. Even to those who did see, the implication remained: the Third Hokage shielded a traitor and was forever marked by that association.
The longer one looked, the more undeniable it became.
Jiraiya subtly inched away from Tsunade, noticing her clenched fists and simmering rage. He knew that temper well—it was about to erupt.
But while Konoha was still recovering from the shock of the previous day, none could've imagined that the very same man behind the bloodshed had already resumed his work…
The Koharu Clan.
Uchiha Kiyo didn't intend to annihilate this clan. Their sin was of a different kind. He arrived quietly, spreading his chakra like a mist over the entire compound, seeking out the target: Koharu Utatane.
He did not release his killing intent. Those who sensed the odd chakra couldn't detect its source. Their response was slow, their senses dulled.
When Kiyo entered the room, he found the old woman seated calmly. His gaze did not waver.
Koharu seemed to have known he would come. There was no surprise in her eyes.
In truth, her instinct told her to run, to fight for survival. But Uchiha Kiyo's strength, coupled with his mastery of space-time ninjutsu, rendered escape a fantasy. Resistance would only invite more suffering.
So she accepted it.
Perhaps in her final moments, she recalled her youthful dreams and ideals, remnants of her original intentions. A fitting end, perhaps—"When a man is about to die, his words are kind." But Kiyo did not care.
He condensed the Qi Yuan Slash and let it fly.
With one stroke, her head was severed. The technique dissipated as her life faded. Another Konoha elder was gone, her death as silent as the moon.
Kiyo had refined Qi Yuan Slash with such mastery that he now used it freely—either around his body as a blade or launched from a distance as a projectile.
He vanished from the Koharu estate without a trace.
Minutes later, the clan discovered her body. Panic gripped them. The Koharu clan had flourished for decades thanks to her influence. With their pillar gone, chaos erupted, and their future dimmed.
Uchiha Kiyo's next stop was Mitokado Homura.
Just like before, Kiyo ended the man's life. But unlike Koharu, Homura fought back. He resisted, casting jutsu in desperation. None of it mattered. Against Kiyo, it was like throwing pebbles at a tsunami.
Homura died, beheaded like the rest.
Thus, those responsible for the Uchiha genocide in Konoha were finally dead.
"No… one remains—the Third Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen. But that old man died during the Konoha Crush. His sins, however, shall not be forgotten. His clan shall bear them. They like passing down punishment, don't they?"
Uchiha Kiyo felt no guilt.
Danzo and the rest condemned the Uchiha because of Madara's legacy. They twisted suspicion into execution, blaming a whole clan for one man's sins. Now, Uchiha Kiyo would repay that injustice in full.
The Sarutobi clan—they, too, would fall.
"Hiruzen Sarutobi… Your clan will curse your name forever."
Kiyo paused. A thought formed. Perhaps he shouldn't annihilate them all. Maybe he should leave a few survivors—those who despised Hiruzen. Let them carry his shame for generations.
Heh… not bad.
He activated his levitation jutsu, slowly rising into the sky above the Sarutobi compound.
With deliberate hands, he began forming seals. In his palm, chakra swirled and condensed into a glowing orb—a Lava Fireball.
There was no rush. He didn't summon his lava giant. Instead, he poured chakra into the sphere, building it up slowly.
Tsunade and the others quickly sensed the disturbance.
The Sarutobi compound wasn't far from the Hokage Building. The gathering chakra was impossible to miss.
As the fireball expanded, it drew attention from all corners of Konoha.
"Look! Why are there two suns in the sky?!"
A villager, sweating under the rising heat, looked up in alarm.
"Wait—one of them is growing!"
"That's no sun—it's ninjutsu! Fire Release, maybe?"
A more informed ninja guessed its nature, though even his understanding was limited.
"Who's strong enough to create something like that?"
"I heard… when the Shimura clan was destroyed, a fireball fell from the sky behind Hokage Rock."
"Could it be… Uchiha Kiyo?"
"The one who killed Danzo yesterday?!"
The villagers murmured in fear, watching the glowing sphere grow from the size of a fist to something that dwarfed even the sun. In their vision, the sky was being devoured by flame.
The molten glow wasn't just heat—it looked like lava was flowing across its surface.
While the common folk whispered in terror, Tsunade and the remaining Konoha leaders stood outside the Hokage Building, their faces pale.
And still, Uchiha Kiyo poured chakra into the fireball above the Sarutobi clan.
"Too far! Uchiha Kiyo! This is"
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