Masked Menace

Throughout heaven and earth, I Otsutsuki Toneri am the honored one.

A/N: Naruto is owned by Masashi Kishimoto.

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[Day ??]

I think I lost count on the days I have reincarnated into this world. No matter.

My routine had become: wake up, training in anything I want to improve upon, breakfast, decend down to the earth in my necromancer getup, buy businesses and shops under an alias, go bounty hunting for money in order to own as many businesses under my alias known as "Byakuya", go back to the moon, have dinner, chat with Naruko chan via dream decend, give my waifu sweet dreams. And do it all over again, with a few deviations mixed in my schedule.

When I'll be picking her up from konoha to the moon, she would have been head over heels over me, and would come with me willingly.

I'm still debating whether I should do so before she graduates from the academy or after. Even if there would be a lot of indoctrinating, I'm confident that she would choose me over a military enterprise. She is too kind for the cruel life of a ninja, maybe naive and gullible as well.

Whisking her away before she graduates would make it hard for konoha to give her the status of a missing nin. There is a reason why no villages declared anyone that is not a ninja of their village a missing nin.

First and foremost reason is a degree of honor, second is a matter of reputation. If any of the five villages declare a random person a missing nin of their village, people wouldn't be so trusting of them if word gets out.

Less trust equals less business. For konoha that prided itself on the nice guy image, their reputation is their bread and butter.

At this point in time, she had just entered the academy. If I remember correctly, the Uchiha massacre hadn't happened yet. When the thought struck me, plans in my head began to form and my legs are already walking towards the giant tenseigan.

Linking myself with the orb of infinite power. I used it to project my mind eye down towards the general direction where I left the wooden magatama marker I gave to Naruko.

I wouldn't just gave her a plain wood carving that had only some sentimental value. The Magatama I gifted her is a tracker with seals burned inside the wooden trinket. It just gives me the location of where the item is located at.

As long as my Naruko wears it around her neck like an amulet, I will be able to find her with the tracker.

From there I started searching for the iconic fan symbol of the Uchiha clan.

■[Uchiha district: Night time]■

On the first glance, the uchiha compound seems to be peaceful and quiet on the first glance. The moon is hanging high in the night sky, illuminating the compound in it's soft silvery light.

A few adults were heading home after a long day of work, others were drinking at the local bar to relief their stress.

But little did the descendants of indra knew, when they woke up tomorrow their destiny would have changed and the world they lived in will not be the same in their eyes.

■[time skip: After putting a new plan into motion.]■

After my business with the Uchiha is concluded for now, I returned to my humble abode. As for what I did, that will be a surprise for later.

As for now. I am trying to develop my own cursed technique. I was given the limitless technique from my benefactor in a package with all the extras attached. That makes me the first person in this world that has access to cursed energy and cursed techniques.

Even though I've been given the "limitless", it is not a innate technique that I have awakened. If my hypothesis is correct, then I will be able to awaken an additional cursed technique and enrich my arsenal of abilities.

Writing down formulas and mathematical equations on the sandy surface on the outer shell of the moon. I am studying to gain a better understanding of the limitless. If I want to develop my own cursed technique, then I first need to understand the ins and outs of the cursed technique I already possess.

It's a tedious process, but in order to become as strong as possible to be not overwhelmed by this world, I can't rely on the power of Gojo and my deluded Otsutsuki bloodline alone.

My access to the power of the tenseigan is mediocre at best. Which means, no tenseigan chakra mode and truth seeking orbs. I am not planning to rely on it either. Instead seeing the tenseigan as a weapon or the symbol of the Otsutsuki clan(on the moon), I only see a giant battery that lights up the inside of the hollowed moon and nothing else. My ancestors would probably puke blood if they are still alive to hear me say that.

I remember in that one fanfiction the main character made a sealing array on the moon to cloak the earth from the real Otsutsuki clan. Unfortunately I don't possess that decree of seal prowess. I could've asked for it from by benefactor, but I didn't want to risk it at the time.

Speaking of my benefactor. I don't know when he will give me my first task for the wishes I made.

■[land of grass: in a certain village]■

People are screaming, blood and gore are spilled everywhere. The once mundane village is swept over by carnage and violence. Surrounding a shabby looking hut with it's entrance covered by a mere cloth, several grass shinobi looked at the cloaked figure donning a ominous looking bronze mask was standing before the hut with hate and fear in their eyes.

"How low humans can fall, to treat one another like mere livestocks." The cloaked figure spoke in it's enigmatic voice, it's malice clear as day. Causing the surrounding grass shinobis to shiver.

One of them lost their nerves and charged at the cloaked individual with reckless abandon. When in striking distance, the masked figures image blurred and in the next second it dodged the grass ninja's kunai and had it's puppet like hand on the shinobi's chest. "Don't complain if you are about to be slaughtered like cattle." The masked individual spoke in it's distorted voice.

*Paff*

Blood exploded out from the grass nin's back and he died instantly on the spot.

Another one tried to launch a sneak attacks from the figures blindspot, but his strike was evaded by the masked individual in an unnaturally fluid motion. Before he knew, the hand of a puppet had grabbed the side of his face and with a quick twist, his neck was snapped and he died instantly.

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