Naruto: The Rise Of Uchiha

"That's probably not possible," Uchiha Fugaku muttered, shaking his head.

Though he was intrigued by the possibility of evolving the Corpse Bone Vein into the Co-Killing Gray Bones, a rational analysis told him it was unlikely. Even if he melted all the corpses of the Kaguya clan in his possession, he doubted it would be enough to achieve such a feat.

The reasoning was simple: the highest combat power of any singular bloodline limit seen so far could only reach the super-shadow level. Achieving the Six Paths level with just one bloodline limit was unprecedented.

Even the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan of Uchiha Madara and the Wood Release Kekkei Genkai of Senju Hashirama, both legendary powers, capped at the super-shadow level.

"But," Fugaku thought, "if I push the Corpse Bone Vein to its peak, I might reach the same bloodline threshold as Madara and Hashirama."

He exhaled slowly, a glimmer of determination in his eyes.

Although he couldn't reach the Six Paths level, if he fully mastered the Corpse Bone Vein and created powerful ninjutsu to accompany it, he could achieve super-shadow-level combat strength.

Super-shadow-level power alone would be enough to dominate the ninja world unless Otsutsuki Kaguya or her clansmen returned to life.

"And who knows," Fugaku mused, "maybe there is a way to evolve the Corpse Bone Vein further."

The thought reignited his ambition. Madara had fused Hashirama's cells to awaken the Rinnegan, and the combination of bloodlines from the Moon and Earth had once created the Samsara Eye. These examples reminded him that perhaps some unknown bloodline combination could unlock the next stage of evolution for the Corpse Bone Vein.

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"Fugaku, are you free?"

Uchiha Mikoto's soft voice called out as Fugaku stepped out of his secret room.

"Not particularly. What's on your mind?" Fugaku replied, a curious look on his face.

"I was planning to take little Sasuke to the park nearby. He'd be thrilled if you joined us," Mikoto said with a warm smile.

Fugaku raised an eyebrow. "The park, huh? Or is this another one of your schemes to find him a future daughter-in-law?"

Mikoto laughed, feigning surprise. "Oh no! How could you tell?"

Fugaku chuckled. "Alright, let's go. It sounds like a pleasant outing."

A short while later, the three of them left the Uchiha compound and headed to a nearby park. The so-called park was a modest open area with a few basic play structures and equipment.

The place was bustling with children, most of whom were around Sasuke's age.

"Go on, Sasuke," Mikoto encouraged, gently nudging her son forward.

Sasuke hesitated, glancing nervously at Fugaku as though seeking approval.

"It's fine, go play," Fugaku said with a nod, a rare smile on his face.

Relieved, Sasuke's expression brightened slightly, though he maintained his usual cool demeanor as he walked toward the group of children.

"This kid," Fugaku muttered, shaking his head. "With that cold attitude, how's he supposed to make any friends?"

"You're wrong about that," Mikoto teased, her tone playful. "Sasuke is quite popular here, especially with the girls."

Just as Mikoto finished speaking, several children noticed Sasuke approaching and ran toward him excitedly.

"Sasuke! You're here!"

"Sasuke, teach me how to throw shuriken like you!"

"Let's play together, Sasuke!"

Most of the children were girls, their enthusiasm making it clear that Sasuke was a favorite among them.

"So popular..." Fugaku murmured, genuinely surprised.

Mikoto beamed with pride. "Of course he is!"

She pointed out a couple of the girls surrounding Sasuke—a pink-haired girl and a blonde one.

"The one with pink hair is Haruno Sakura, and the blonde is Yamanaka Ino. They're considered the cutest girls around here."

"Ah..." Fugaku nodded noncommittally, remembering the last time Mikoto had tried to involve him in such matters.

While Mikoto watched Sasuke with pride, her gaze eventually shifted to a quieter corner of the park. There, sitting alone on a swing, was a boy around Sasuke's age.

The boy had golden hair and three whisker-like marks on each cheek. His expression was lonely, his eyes wistfully watching the other children play together.

No one approached him, and those who passed by seemed to deliberately avoid him.

"Fugaku, that boy..." Mikoto whispered, her tone tinged with recognition.

"Yes, it's him," Fugaku replied, his expression complicated.

From the moment they'd arrived at the park, Fugaku had noticed the boy sitting alone but chose not to comment.

Mikoto's heart ached as she looked at the boy. "When Kushina was pregnant..."

She trailed off, her voice thick with emotion. Kushina had been a close friend, and the boy was unmistakably her son.

"I should've been there for him," Mikoto said softly, guilt heavy in her voice.

But she knew the reality. The boy's unique circumstances—and what was sealed within him—had made him a pariah. Even Mikoto, bound by clan politics and obligations, had been unable to offer him the care he deserved.

"If it's the Hokage's stance you're worried about, don't let it stop you," Fugaku said gently.

Mikoto looked at him, her eyes filled with uncertainty.

"Do what you feel is right," Fugaku continued. "Don't underestimate the Uchiha clan—or me. We can bear the consequences."

(End of Chapter)

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