Rising Shadows: Uchiha's Wrath

The most striking change in the attribute column this time was the addition of the Ten-Tailed Chakra—or at least an incomplete version of it. This power, forged from the fusion of the One-Tail through Nine-Tail chakras, was a legacy of the previous system. If Kaito could gather all the chakra of the tailed beasts and fully integrate them, he could reach the level of the Six Paths.

He considered this carefully, his thoughts measured. Once I acquire Indra's Chakra, I can merge it with the Asura Chakra already within me. That'll give me the foundation for Six Paths power.

But there was more to the equation. If I combine the Immortal Chakra and the Ten-Tailed Chakra, I'd surpass anything in this realm. Even the Sage of the Six Paths himself couldn't rival that level of strength.

Kaito's resolve hardened. The dream of unifying the ninja world no longer felt like a distant fantasy—it was an inevitability. All the pieces were there; he just needed to put them together.

After absorbing the chakra of the Three-Tailed Beast, Kaito checked his status. His progress had accelerated, cutting down the time to merge Asura's Chakra by years. What once required six years now demanded only three or four.

Perfect timing. By the time the major events of the original story unfolded, he'd be ready to claim Indra's Chakra and set his plan into motion.

The next morning, Kaito left his hidden chamber with a quiet sense of purpose. After a simple meal, he made his way to a heavily fortified cave.

"Lord Mizukage!" The guards straightened as he approached, their voices laced with respect.

"How is everything inside?" Kaito asked, his tone calm and direct.

"Everything is stable, Lord Mizukage," one guard replied. "The Fourth remains comatose."

Kaito gave a small nod of acknowledgment and entered the cave.

The air was damp, the faint sound of dripping water echoing through the dimly lit cavern. At its center, Yagura lay bound in iron chains. Once a symbol of power, he now looked fragile and beaten, a shadow of his former self. Kaito's gaze lingered on him, impassive. He wasn't here for sympathy.

Activating his Sharingan, Kaito entered Yagura's mind. In an instant, the sealed domain of the Three-Tailed Beast unfolded before him. The illusion Kaito had cast earlier dissolved, revealing the beast's colossal form stirring back to life.

"Sanbi," Kaito said evenly, his voice cutting through the silence.

The beast's eyes narrowed, its massive body shifting uneasily. "You again..." it growled, its arrogance tempered by wariness.

"Last time, I made my intentions clear," Kaito said, his tone steady. "You've seen what I'm capable of. There's no need for resistance."

The beast's pupils flickered, its silence a mix of anger and resignation. "What do you want from me this time?"

"Your chakra," Kaito replied without hesitation. "And your cooperation—for now."

Sanbi growled low, but it didn't move. "You humans always take," it muttered. "But I know when I'm outmatched. Do what you must."

Kaito formed a series of hand seals, his body outside mirroring the movements. He placed a hand on Yagura's stomach, releasing the seal. A flood of red chakra surged from Yagura's body, filling the air with a palpable intensity. Kaito directed it into a prepared container, the process taking several minutes.

When the last traces of the Three-Tailed Beast's chakra were extracted, Yagura's life force ebbed away, leaving him motionless. The illusion Kaito had cast kept him unaware of his impending death.

As Kaito stepped out of the cave, he addressed the guards without breaking stride. "Yagura is dead. Your assignment is complete. Dismissed."

The guards exchanged glances but didn't question him. They knew better.

Back in his chambers, Kaito placed the container holding Sanbi's chakra onto a shelf, his mind already assessing his next steps. Absorbing the chakra entirely would be tempting, but the system's warnings echoed in his mind: fully erasing a tailed beast would disrupt the natural balance and invite unwanted attention from the Pure Land.

I'll wait, he decided. No point in risking a confrontation until I've consolidated more power.

His gaze lingered on the container, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. The pieces were falling into place. Slowly but surely, he was building a future no one could oppose.