Ōtsutsuki Urashiki appeared, his head adorned with a pair of horns shaped like a forehead protector, pale skin, and pure Byakugan eyes. He wore a cream-colored robe, and what stood out most was the fish basket hanging at his waist and the fishing rod resting casually on his shoulder. Both the basket and rod were made of a glowing red energy, giving them a flashy and impressive look.
"So this is the attacker? A Byakugan? Is he part of the Hyuga Clan? But he can fly? I've never heard of any Hyuga member being able to fly." Seeing Ōtsutsuki Urashiki, the people of Iwagakure were all silently questioning themselves.
They couldn't help but look at Akira with suspicion.
Everyone knew that the Byakugan was exclusive to the Hyuga Clan, a prestigious family in Konoha. Now, this attacker had Byakugan eyes. It was hard not to think that this supposed rescue of Iwagakure was just an elaborate act staged by Konoha.
Akira ignored the doubts from Iwagakure's people. His attention was entirely focused on Ōtsutsuki Urashiki, his demeanor growing more serious.
"Didn't expect you to be so persistent," Urashiki said.
Suspended in mid-air, Urashiki scanned the crowd, and his gaze eventually landed on Sasuke—his old nemesis, who had traveled through time alongside him.
"Hey, who's this fishing guy?" Before Sasuke could speak, Akira interrupted, his tone mocking as he glanced at Urashiki. "Why don't you just go and fish somewhere else instead of standing so high up like you own the place?"
"Who are you?" Urashiki asked, giving Akira a cold glance. In truth, aside from Sasuke, Urashiki didn't regard anyone else in the ninja world as worth his attention.
The people of this world simply weren't that strong.
But when Urashiki's gaze landed on Akira, his brow furrowed slightly. "I didn't expect that in this era, there would be someone like you. Impressive, your chakra is very powerful. I like it," he said, eyes gleaming as if he was a predator who had found his next meal.
Suddenly, he flicked his fishing rod, and the hook shot straight toward Akira. The line seemed to extend infinitely.
"Careful! If his hook pierces you, it can steal your chakra!" Sasuke urgently shouted in warning.
Hearing Sasuke's words, Akira grew more serious. He raised his hand, and a grass sword appeared in it. With a swift flick of the blade, there was a crisp "clang" as he blocked the incoming hook.
However, the force was overwhelming, and Akira found himself stepping back several paces, stunned by the power.
The hook didn't look like a heavy weapon such as an axe. Yet the strength behind it was incredible.
It was clear that Urashiki's chakra was far more immense than his own.
It was like in those martial arts tales—if you had enough skill, even a leaf or flower could be a formidable weapon.
Seeing Akira deflect his attack, Urashiki's expression remained unchanged. He flicked the rod several times, the hook darting toward Akira at even greater speed, from unpredictable angles.
It was clear he was experienced in dealing with the Sharingan; the erratic movements of the hook made it impossible for Akira to predict its path.
Like a player using random dodging tactics in an online game.
The three tomoe of Akira's Sharingan spun, but even his enhanced vision couldn't predict the hook's trajectory. His heart sank.
If he couldn't predict the attack, then he'd have to abandon that strategy—sometimes the best defense was a strong offense.
In that moment, Akira found his resolve. Instead of focusing on the incoming hook, he aimed his grass sword directly at Urashiki.
"Pierce him, Divine Spear!"
With chakra surging through it, the grass sword's blade extended instantly, thrusting towards Urashiki's chest.
This legendary weapon, in Akira's opinion, was far superior to the swords of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of Kirigakure.
"Hm?" Seeing the blade suddenly extend several hundred meters towards him, Urashiki's expression shifted. He hadn't expected the sword to have such a function.
Quickly, he raised his fishing rod horizontally to block the attack.
With a "clang," the extended sword collided with Urashiki's rod, stopping its advance.
Because Urashiki blocked the attack, the hook aimed at Akira also missed its mark.
"Is that... Orochimaru's grass sword?" Sasuke, who had once trained under Orochimaru, instantly recognized the blade in Akira's hand. He was surprised. How had Orochimaru's sword ended up with him? Had Orochimaru been killed by Akira?
But there was no time for such thoughts. Seeing that the fight had begun, Sasuke drew his own sword and rushed towards Urashiki, his speed and power surpassing even Akira's.
The two grass swords weren't the same, but both Sasuke and Akira were beyond Kage-level in power. Together, they launched a fierce attack on Urashiki.
The intensity of their battle left the people of Iwagakure stunned.
Akira's power was expected; after all, he was one of the strongest in the ninja world. But Sasuke's display of strength was equally astonishing, even surpassing Akira's at times. It left the onlookers bewildered. How could this mysterious individual be so powerful?
Yet despite their combined strength, Akira and Sasuke were still unable to defeat Urashiki, shocking Iwagakure's people even further.
Initially, many in Iwagakure thought that Urashiki might be from the Hyuga Clan. But as the battle progressed, they realized just how powerful Urashiki was. It became apparent that this man with the Byakugan was no ordinary Hyuga.
They had never heard of anyone from the Hyuga Clan wielding this kind of power, and such a fierce battle couldn't possibly be a mere performance orchestrated by Konoha.
The clash continued, with Akira and Sasuke relentlessly attacking. Eventually, Urashiki began to grow irritated. With a mighty swing of his rod, a massive surge of chakra erupted, forcing Akira and Sasuke back.
"Enough. You two... it's time for me to get serious," Urashiki declared, his voice tinged with annoyance.
Closing his eyes briefly, Urashiki then reopened them, revealing a pair of Rinnegan that glowed with a striking blue hue.
"Rinnegan!? Another Rinnegan user in the ninja world!?" The people of Iwagakure cried out in disbelief.
The color was different from Pain's, but the six concentric circles were unmistakable—it was the Rinnegan. The man attacking Iwagakure had awakened the power of the Rinnegan!
Terrifying. Now there were two pairs of Rinnegan in the ninja world.
Seeing this, Rōshi and the other contenders for the Tsuchikage felt a sudden disinterest in their competition.
Why? Because these individuals wielded power that was far beyond their own.
While others fought at this level, here they were, still squabbling over a mere title of Tsuchikage.
Suddenly, their ambitions felt rather trivial.
As for the people of Iwagakure, their thoughts were momentarily interrupted as they turned back to the battle. Seeing Urashiki's blue Rinnegan now activated, Sasuke too wasted no time. His immense chakra flared, his hair rising as his own Rinnegan activated—along with his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.
The sight left Iwagakure's people utterly stunned.
What was going on? When did the Rinnegan become so common?
This friend of Akira's also had the Rinnegan? Though it was only in one eye and decorated with fancy tomoe, it was unmistakably the Rinnegan.
Naturally, all eyes turned to Akira.
Urashiki and Sasuke had both activated their Rinnegan. So, what about Akira?
"Seriously, is everyone and their ghost awakening Rinnegan now?" Akira muttered, feeling a little embarrassed under everyone's gaze.
It seemed he'd be losing face if he didn't join in.
With a sigh, he exposed his left eye, revealing a six-tomoe Sharingan. However, that was all he could do. He didn't have the Rinnegan.
Shaking his head in resignation, Akira's Sharingan spun, transforming into the Mangekyō form.
"A mere Mangekyō?" Urashiki scoffed, clearly unimpressed.
To him, if it wasn't the Rinnegan, it wasn't even worth acknowledging.
"This guy..." Akira sighed internally, a hint of helplessness mixed with amusement. When did the Mangekyō Sharingan become so undervalued?
Then again, considering Urashiki's immense power, it wasn't surprising that he looked down on the Mangekyō.
"Extract!"
Feeling a surge of anger, Akira focused on Urashiki, his left eye's Mangekyō Sharingan preparing to unleash its ability.
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Note: If you are interested, you can read up to chapter 300+ at patreon.com/Emik01.
The ability that Akira could draw was random, something beyond his control. Fortunately, the cooldown time for this ocular technique was short—just five seconds.
This allowed him to continuously draw abilities, which was precisely why, during his previous battle with the Six Paths of Pain, Akira had been able to alternate between using Shinra Tensei, Bansho Ten'in, Chibaku Tensei, and even summoning the Gedo Statue.
It was like rolling dice; getting a double six wasn't easy. But if you kept rolling every five seconds, there was bound to be a successful attempt at some point.
Facing Urashiki Otsutsuki, Akira felt a surge of curiosity. What kind of ability would he draw this time? After all, this was an Otsutsuki! The very name brought excitement.
It was like sneaking into a billionaire's mansion and stealing a random item. Compared to taking something from an ordinary home, it was bound to be far more thrilling.
The drawn abilities could be anything—ninjutsu, taijutsu, genjutsu, secret techniques, and even kekkei genkai.
As the power of his ocular technique activated, Akira's expression suddenly froze in astonishment, leaving him in a daze. What luck was this? Was fate being kind to him today?
If only there were a lottery in the world of Naruto. Akira thought he would definitely go and buy a ticket—with his luck today, he'd surely win big.
"Akira?" Sasuke, holding his Kusunagi sword at the ready, looked at Akira in confusion. Everyone was prepared to make their move, yet Akira seemed frozen in place.
"You both have the Rinnegan, but I don't. That's a bit embarrassing, isn't it?" Akira said, snapping out of his stupor and glancing at Sasuke.
Sasuke couldn't help but laugh at that. What was this? Was Akira upset about not having a Rinnegan?
The Rinnegan wasn't something one could just wish for, after all. Akira was only fifteen—perhaps his mindset was still a little immature.
Sasuke opened his mouth, ready to offer some words of comfort.
A shinobi who possessed the Mangekyo Sharingan was certainly Kage-level, but a Kage-level shinobi didn't necessarily need the Mangekyo. Similarly, having a Rinnegan meant being beyond Kage-level, but not having one didn't mean one lacked power.
Sure, Nagato had the Rinnegan, but the toll it took on him was immense, leaving him a skeletal shell of his former self. Akira might not have a Rinnegan, but his power was already beyond Kage-level, so there was no need for him to be fixated on it.
But before Sasuke could voice these comforting words, Akira spoke again, effectively silencing him.
"Alright, since you both have the Rinnegan, I might as well open mine and join the fun," Akira declared casually.
Yes, his recent draw was indeed the Rinnegan—specifically, Urashiki's Rinnegan. Lady Luck was truly on his side today.
Since he now possessed a Rinnegan experience, it would be a waste not to try it out.
Strong! Akira silently praised himself. Both of his ocular abilities, whether drawing or bestowing powers, were exceptionally useful.
Following Akira's words, everyone fell into stunned silence, unable to believe what they were hearing. Even the shinobi from Iwagakure were at a loss, exchanging confused glances.
Was this real? Two mysterious opponents had already activated their Rinnegans, and now Akira claimed he could as well?
Impossible, right? Son Goku's Jinchūriki, Roshi, shook his head. "I've never heard of Akira having a Rinnegan."
"Same here," Han, the Five-Tails' Jinchūriki, agreed. "This just can't be."
"I've never heard of any Uchiha being able to awaken the Rinnegan," Kurotsuchi chimed in, equally skeptical.
The people of Iwagakure were left in utter disbelief. Akira Uchiha was now talking about awakening a Rinnegan?
"You too have the Rinnegan?" Sasuke swallowed his initial comforting words and stared at Akira, dumbfounded.
It didn't make sense. As someone who knew the script ahead of time, Sasuke was well aware of the requirements to awaken the Rinnegan. Akira shouldn't meet those requirements—so how did he obtain it?
While the others were still struggling to make sense of what was happening, Akira decided to put his words into action.
Closing his eyes, Akira then opened them again under everyone's watchful gazes. A pair of crimson Rinnegans with six tomoe appeared, their resemblance to Kaguya Otsutsuki's Rinne Sharingan unmistakable.
With his newly awakened six-tomoe Rinnegan, Akira's lips curled into a smile. Such immense power, beyond words.
The Rinnegan and Sharingan were fundamentally different. However, the tomoe-patterned Rinnegan allowed him to access the powers of both.
With the crimson Rinnegan now awakened, Akira felt the extraordinary strength coursing through him.
No wonder so many sought the Rinnegan. The power was truly incredible.
He was grateful that his chakra had reached a level far surpassing that of a Kage. Without that massive reserve, wielding the full power of the Rinnegan would be impossible.
Otherwise, even possessing a Rinnegan wouldn't have made much difference; like Nagato, the strain would have drained him to a near-skeletal state.
"My Rinnegan is different from Urashiki's blue one," Akira thought as he observed Urashiki. It left him feeling even more astounded.
Why was his Rinnegan different? Was it because their unique natures caused variations in their Rinnegans?
No—the ability he drew should be identical.
Which could only mean one thing—Urashiki simultaneously possessed both a blue Rinnegan and the crimson six-tomoe Rinnegan.
Recalling what the life simulation had revealed earlier, about Urashiki even having a golden Rinnegan form, Akira shivered involuntarily.
Was this the power of the Otsutsuki Clan?
The Rinnegan was already terrifying, yet Urashiki had multiple forms of it? If that were true, then even the final boss of the Shinobi World, Kaguya Otsutsuki, might pale in comparison.
"He's really awakened the Rinnegan—and a six-tomoe version at that," Sasuke was shaken. How did Akira achieve this? It defied all logic.
"This is... unreal," Urashiki's face grew grim. He had dismissed the Mangekyo Sharingan as beneath his notice, but the Rinnegan was a different story.
The power of a six-tomoe Rinnegan was something Urashiki knew well—after all, it was his own ability that had been drawn.
"Three—three people, all with Rinnegans!?"
"Since when did Rinnegans become so common? How are there so many of them?"
"Including the Akatsuki leader, there are at least four Rinnegan users in the Shinobi World!"
"This is unbelievable. How deep does the hidden strength of this world go? Are there even more Rinnegan wielders out there?"
Everyone from Iwagakure was thoroughly stunned, unable to comprehend the scene before them.
With a hardened expression, Urashiki swung his fishing rod, sending dozens of crimson fishing hooks flying towards Akira and Sasuke.
Sasuke and Akira brandished their Kusunagi swords, effortlessly deflecting the incoming hooks.
"We managed to block them—the Rinnegan really is powerful," Akira thought. Before, those hooks would have forced him back.
But with the Rinnegan activated, he was able to block them with ease.
So this was the power boost brought by the Rinnegan. Chakra was like the fuel in a tank, and the Rinnegan was like an engine with massive horsepower. While the Rinnegan consumed a lot of chakra, the power output was exponentially greater.
To operate such an engine, a Kage-level chakra reserve was essential.
Nagato, for instance, had been like a motorcycle running with a car's engine. The consequence was obvious—his chakra reserve was almost drained dry.
As for Akira? His chakra reserves were like a car's gas tank, perfectly suited for the Rinnegan's power.
"Sure, the Rinnegan consumes far more chakra, but the power it provides is incredible!" Akira thought, easily deflecting Urashiki's hooks. A black space portal opened beside him, and with a swift thrust of his sword, he aimed into the portal.
Almost instantaneously, a small black portal opened behind Urashiki, and the bright blade emerged, heading straight for Urashiki's back.
This was Yomotsu Hirasaka—the special ocular ability of the crimson Rinnegan.
Urashiki barely managed to dodge, avoiding a fatal wound, but his shoulder wasn't spared, and the Kusunagi blade left a bleeding cut.
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Note: If you are interested, you can read up to chapter 300+ at patreon.com/Emik01.
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