[Complete] I'm probably a god

Write round eyes.

The very powerful pupil technique held by the Uchiha clan.

As a rare type of Blood Successor Limit, even within the clan, there are only a handful of people who can open their eyes and raise the level of Sharingan step by step.

But it is undeniable that Sharingan is indeed very powerful.

In addition to the insight eye that can see clearly the chakra veins, see through all the subtle movements and seals of the opponent, and the hypnotic eye that releases illusion to control the opponent, it can also copy and see through the three techniques of ninja, body, and phantom that are not limited by blood successors.

Hara Ze really likes Sharingan.

Although he fell into an illusion because of Sharingan, and was in a bad mood because of the content of the illusion, this did not prevent him from liking Sharingan.

He felt that this kind of eyes, unique to this world, was really too beautiful.

This is a rare talent, and among those who have Sharingan, there must be someone who is quite different from the mediocre.

Then he met Uchiha Madara.

……

"Really, hurry up, if you're late, that guy at Hashirama is going to make trouble again." The black-haired boy jumped among the trees, urging in his words, but he couldn't hide his excitement.

You could hear him in a good mood.

"Well, let me tell you, Madara, why do you take me with you every time you go to Hashirama." Another black-haired boy followed behind him, seemingly helpless.

"Huh? What are you talking about? Zhujian brought his younger brother, so I will naturally bring you here!"

"Where's Quanna?"

"Quenna went to school."

"...Then why don't you go?"

Uchiha Madara said not at all modestly: "I know all the things taught in school, so why waste time?"

Those teachers may not be able to beat him.

What he said is right, Uchiha Madara is a well-known genius in the Uchiha clan. He has already opened Sharingan at this age, and if he grows up later, his future is unpredictable.

Hara Zema followed Uchiha Madara and landed beside a small river. There were already people standing on the other side of the river, and their backs were facing them at this time, so Uchiha Madara smiled maliciously, picked up the stones by the river and Throwing it over, hit the man in the back of the head.

"it hurts!!"

"Hahahaha! You are too defenseless Hashirama! If I were the enemy, you would have ascended to heaven!"

"What, is it Madara? I thought it was who it was. It scared me." Senshou Zhuma touched the back of his head, "Anyway, don't throw stones as soon as you come up, it hurts like hell."

"And now we don't have to be as vigilant as before. Everyone can live in peace and the war has stopped." He laughed.

"Huh? That's why you lost to me at Hashirama." Uchiha Madara said.

"That's just now!" After Senju Zhuma finished speaking, he noticed Harasawa Makoto who was following Uchiha Madara, "Really, you are here too!"

It is completely different from the attitude when facing Uchiha Madara.

"Blah brought me here."

Harasawa Shindou.

"Really, I've said it many times before, the war is over, and everyone is a family now, why don't you come to my side, I miss you very much."

"I refuse!" Uchiha Madara crossed his arms and rejected him before Hara Sawama spoke. "Really, Uchiha is really a member of my Uchiha family, how could he go with you!"

"Madara is too stingy." Senju Bashima looked depressed, and then said with a smile: "Then what shall we compete with today?"

"It's not difficult for me to do nothing. How about a race on a cliff, although I will definitely win."

"Yes, but it's too early for you to say that!" Qianshou Zhujian said.

Uchiha Madara looked at Hara Zema: "Really, how about it, are you coming too?"

"No, I'll just watch from the sidelines."

"You haven't been motivated at all since before." Uchiha Madara looked at him helplessly, then stretched out his hands to mess up his hair, "Be a little more energetic, if it was the war-torn days before, you would still Don't know what to do."

"If you want to save your life, you will still do your best."

He has experienced that kind of day many times.

"However," Uchiha Madara smiled at Harasawa, "Even so, I will definitely protect you."

Then Hara Sawama sat by the river and watched Madara Uchiha and Senjujuma match, comparing almost everything, and then fell to the ground exhausted, laughing loudly.

Nothing to worry about.

Yuan Zezhen looked at them with complicated eyes, and finally stood up and walked over.

"Madara, it's almost time, it's time to go back." He said, "You skipped school, maybe Quanna will help you hide it, but if you go back too late, you won't be able to hide it."

Uchiha Madara turned over and sat up all of a sudden: "Didn't you also skip class?"

"I was pulled out by you." Yuan Zezhen said, "Really, why do you always pull me no matter what you do."

Senshou Bashirama: "Really, do you want to come to my house for dinner in the future? Tobima also..."

Uchiha Madara: "I refuse!!"

Hara Zezhen and Uchiha Madara went home together, and Uchiha Tajima was not able to hide the matter of skipping class, and was severely criticized.

No, it's better to say that it was Uchiha Madara who was criticized, because even Uchiha Tajima knew that Harasawa must have been pulled over.

"Don't keep fooling around with him, really."

Hara Zezhen responded, but he still couldn't refuse when he faced Uchiha Madara.

"Father, my brother should have gone out to train alone! He is still very stable!"

Uchiha Izumi is probably the best in the world.

"Brother Zhen, after dinner, can you teach me your shuriken technique?" He looked at Yuan Zezhen again.

"You can, but you have to rest for a while before exercising after eating."

"Quenna, I can teach you too."

"But I want Brother Zhen to teach."

Uchiha Tajima: "I'm going out to have a drink with my old friends. You, even if you are young, you should rest early."

"Really, you are optimistic about them."

"Father, shouldn't it be me who sees it? I'm the older one!"

"You?" Uchiha Tajima glanced at Uchiha Madara, shook his head, and turned directly to go out.

No matter how you look at it, it is a very ordinary family daily life. Although there are noises, it is full of ordinary happiness.

Hara Ze really lives in Uchiha Madara's house, and the room is next to Uchiha Madara.

After saying goodnight to Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Quanna, he entered the room, but he didn't mean to rest, but looked at the night outside the window, as if waiting for something.

The next moment, the night outside the window turned into day.

It's not that the night ushered in the dawn, but it turned into day in an instant, just like a scene switch without the slightest transition.

There was no surprise on Yuan Zezhen's face, as if he knew it would turn out like this.

Then there was a knock on his door, and Uchiha Madara's voice sounded.

"Really! Are you awake, clean up! We just got a message from the front line, and we are going to help!"

Yuan Zezhen opened the door, and standing at the door was Uchiha Madara who had grown significantly taller than before.

His voice was no longer that of a teenager, as if he had changed overnight.

Yuan Zezhen: "I understand, I will prepare immediately."

He skillfully put on the ninja battle uniform, tied up the ninja bag, and when he went out, he already looked like a standard ninja.

"Where's Quanna?"

"Quanna and father have already rushed over, hurry up!"

Hara Zezhen followed behind Uchiha Madara again, and then came to the battlefield.

The crisp sound of the cold iron being exchanged, the sound of weapons plunging into flesh, the shouts and wailing, and the sound of people falling to the ground made people a little confused.

Uchiha Madara quickly formed a seal: "The art of fire escape and fireball!"

A huge fireball immediately hits the enemy ahead.

This is the basic fire escape ninjutsu of the Uchiha clan. Although it is not very lethal, such a sudden move also makes the ninjas on the opposite side retreat a few steps.

"It's from the Qianshou family." Yuan Zezhen said beside him.

"I know." Uchiha Madara jumped to the side of the boy who was kneeling on the ground, "Izuna, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just a small injury, and it will recover soon." Uchiha Izumi said, gritted his teeth and fought, and the black Gouyu was circulating in the scarlet writing wheel eyes.

"How is the battle now?"

"Thousands of hands are very difficult to deal with."

Uchiha Madara frowned, he stood there, and the rest of the Uchiha tribe subconsciously stood behind him.

He is smart and powerful, so he naturally became the leader of the clan, and in the future he will become the successor of Uchiha Tajima and the patriarch of the Uchiha clan.

Uchiha Madara raised his eyes to Senjujuma standing opposite him, his black pupils were dark.

"Madara." Senju Bashima called out.

"Stop talking nonsense, Hashirama, fight if you want." Uchiha Madara pulled out Kunai from the ninja bag.

"Really, you and Quanna should be careful."

"Okay." Hara Zezhen replied, throwing a kunai with his backhand and knocking down the shuriken that was originally attacking Uchiha Izuna. After the collision, the kunai changed its trajectory and directly plunged into the chest of the attacker.

"Brother Zhen, why don't you use Sharingan?" Quan Nai said, "With Brother Zhen's strength, if you use Sharingan, this is not a problem at all!"

"It's not necessary yet." Yuan Zezhen held Kunai in a defensive posture. "And that would consume too much Chakra. I mainly rely on physical skills. You don't know."

In the end, the battle between Uchiha and Senju was still inconclusive.

Because Madara Uchiha and Senjujuma, who are also leaders, are evenly matched, no, maybe Senjujuma is even better, but he doesn't want to push his former friends to a dead end at all, so he keeps putting in his efforts.

He has not given up persuading Uchiha Madara.

Today is also war.

Hara Zema helped Uchiha Quanna to walk into the village, and looked at Uchiha Madara walking in front not far away.

Both sides did not want the tribe to continue to decrease, so they both retreated.

Uchiha died a lot of people again this time.

This is war. In order to fill up the combat power, even children have to take up weapons and go to the battlefield. This world has no time for them to grow up. Even if they are lucky enough to grow up, they will die in the battle in the end. Can't get it back.

It's just such a gray, hopeless world where the struggle never ends.

Can't see the road ahead, can't see the expected ending, just numb, watching the companions around me get hurt and reduced every day, and finally it's my turn.

It was night again, and Uchiha Madara called Hara Sawama to his room.

The shadow of the candlelight was projected on the wall, swaying, and the young man who could already be called a man said in a low voice, "...Really, do you think my approach is correct?"

Yuan Zezhen didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

"I feel that this world is wrong, that endless fighting brings only blood and death."

The chain of resentment is constantly circulating, too many clansmen have died at each other's hands, and Senju and Uchiha have developed into the immortals they are today.

Uchiha Madara hugged Hara Zema, and put his forehead on Hara Zema's shoulder.

"Really, what do you think I should do?"

I still remember the ideals I sketched by the river when I was a child, and what I feel in my heart is only confusion.

He can't show weakness, can't fall down, because there are still people who depend on him behind him.

It has always been like this, even in Uchiha Izuna's eyes, his brother is still powerful.

Yuan Zezhen was silent for a while, and said, "Just do what you think is right."

It's not reality here.

It is the dream of a man struggling between beautiful ideals and cruel reality.

——This is Uchiha Madara's dream.