The two years following Ren's awakening of the Jogan were a period of deceptive calm. To the village of Konoha, he was the crown jewel of the Uchiha clan—a prodigy whose talent eclipsed even that of the legendary Itachi. He maintained his rank as the undisputed #1 at the Academy, effortlessly outclassing Sasuke and Naruto in every test, whether it was shurikenjutsu, history, or chakra manipulation.
But while Sasuke spent his evenings brooding about how to catch up to Ren, and Naruto trained until his hands bled to earn Ren's acknowledgment, Ren himself was focused on a much higher plane of existence.
He was now seven years old. His body, nourished by the 'Perfect Sage Body' and 'Tail-Beast Vitality,' was lean and dense with powerful muscle. His chakra reserves had swelled to the level of an Elite Chunin, and his control was so refined that he could suppress his signature to the point of being invisible even to sensory-type Jonin.
But his greatest weapon was his eyes.
Ren sat cross-legged on the floor of his private room in the Uchiha compound. The room was sparse—a bed, a desk, and a few training scrolls. He didn't need comforts. He only needed clarity.
"Jogan, activate," he whispered.
The world shifted. The physical walls of his room didn't disappear, but they became translucent, like smoke. The solid ground beneath him revealed the deep roots of the ancient trees and the hidden tunnels used by the village's underground messenger system.
With **Jogan (Incomplete Stage 1)**, Ren's vision was no longer bound by the laws of optics. He wasn't just "seeing"; he was perceiving the fundamental essence of reality. He zoomed his vision through the Uchiha district, past the busy markets where shopkeepers were closing up for the night, and toward the center of the village.
His target was the Hokage Tower.
He pushed his vision through the heavy stone fortifications, through the barrier seals that would have incinerated a Sharingan user's mind, and into the secret basement levels.
There, in a room lit by dim flickering lanterns and warded by silence seals, two men sat across from each other.
The Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, looked older than Ren remembered. The stress of the "cold war" with the Uchiha was etching deep lines into his face. Across from him sat the man Ren wanted to kill more than anyone in this world: Danzo Shimura.
Danzo's right arm was heavily bandaged, and his right eye was covered by a medicinal wrap. He looked like an old man clinging to life, but through the Jogan, Ren saw the truth.
Ren's breath hitched. *There they are.*
Within Danzo's arm, Ren saw multiple clusters of foreign chakra. They weren't natural. They were stolen. And in the man's right eye socket, beneath the bandages, sat a Sharingan that pulsed with a familiar, agonizing rhythm.
**[Analysis: Stolen Bloodline Signature detected.]**
**[Match confirmed: Kaori Uchiha (Host's Mother).]**
**[Inventory: Instant Mastery Token (x0)]**
The rage that Ren had been suppressing for years flared up like a supernova. The temperature in his room dropped as his 'Infinite Chakra' reacted to his murderous intent. He wanted to leap from his window, sprint across the rooftops, and tear Danzo's throat out with his bare hands.
But he forced himself to stay still. He was seven. Danzo was protected by an army of ROOT agents. A direct attack now would be suicide.
"Listen to me, Hiruzen," Danzo's voice rasped, echoing through the Jogan's sensory link. "The Uchiha are no longer just a 'concern'. They are a cancer. Fugaku is losing control. The hardliners are meeting in secret every night. If we do not act, the streets of Konoha will run red with the blood of our own people."
Hiruzen sighed, a cloud of tobacco smoke obscuring his face. "Violence is not the only path, Danzo. Shisui has approached me. He believes he can use his Mangekyō—Kotoamatsukami—to subtly rewrite Fugaku's intent. We can achieve peace without a single death."
"Peace bought with a lie is no peace at all!" Danzo slammed his cane against the floor. "And what if Shisui fails? What if he decides to use that power on *us*? No one man should possess the power to rewrite a God's mind. The Uchiha cannot be trusted with such a weapon. We must neutralize Shisui and the clan before the moon turns full again."
Ren watched as Hiruzen hesitated. The Third Hokage was a man of the 'Will of Fire,' but he was also a man of compromise. And Danzo knew exactly how to weaponize that compromise.
"I will think on it," Hiruzen said finally. "But do not move against them without my order, Danzo. Is that clear?"
Danzo bowed his head, but his eyes—the visible one and the stolen one—gleamed with a dark, triumphant light. "As you wish, Hokage-sama."
Ren deactivated the Jogan, his eyes returning to black. He was trembling, but not from fear. It was the thrill of the hunt.
He now knew the timeline. The "Night of the Massacre" was approaching faster than the canon suggested. Danzo was pushing the pace because he was afraid of Ren. He was afraid of a five-year-old... no, seven-year-old who could already beat Itachi.
**[Ding! New Quest Triggered: The Architect of Shadows.]**
**[Objective: Intercept the 'Kotoamatsukami' plot and secure Shisui Uchiha.]**
**[Reward: +30,000 Points & Bloodline Purity Essence!]**
Ren stood up and walked to his window, looking out over the village. The lights of Konoha were beautiful, but he knew that beneath that beauty was a rot that started at the very top.
"You think you're the one pulling the strings, Danzo," Ren whispered to the wind. "But you're just a puppet in a world you don't understand. I'm going to take everything you've stolen. Starting with Shisui."
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**Author's Note:**
Ren's Jogan is proving to be the ultimate counter to Danzo's shadows! But with Shisui's fate hanging in the balance, can one 7-year-old really stop the Foundation's elite?
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