Chapter 1: Madara Uchiha

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In Hamamatsu City, within the picturesque Shizuoka Prefecture of Japan, the sky stretched overhead in a vibrant blue, reminiscent of a fresh wash of color. Our scene is set outside a grand mansion.

Within this intriguing setting, a peculiar realization struck Kenya, a transmigrator. After a brief moment of adjustment, he came to terms with the unusual circumstances, gradually accepting that he now adorned attire from another era.

Before Kenya could even begin to comprehend the nature of this new world, a familiar voice resonated within his mind, echoing like a gentle bell chime.

[ Ding! ]

Kenya recognized this voice, one that bore resemblance to the countless stories of adventure he had read, particularly those involving the concept of a "system." The surprise sparkled in Kenya's eyes as he exclaimed, "System!"

Regardless of the world he had been transported to, the presence of a powerful guiding force akin to a "cheats" system provided him with a sense of reassurance, like a dependable anchor amidst the uncertainty of his newfound circumstances.

[ The template system has been activated, and the current world is identified as 'Jujutsu Kaisen.' ]

[ Currently there is a chance to draw a template one time, would you like to draw it now? ]

"Jujutsu Kaisen?!" Kenya's mind raced, recalling that he had watched the first season of this popular anime in his previous life. The vivid memories of the charismatic Gojo Satoru, seemingly 'invincible' as he graced the screen, left a lasting impression on him.

However, a stark realization dawned upon Kenya, mingled with a sense of imminent danger. In this world, Cursed Spirits and Curse Users posed significant threats to humanity. Unlike the powerful characters from the anime, Kenya was just an ordinary transmigrationer, bereft of any Cursed Energy.

In the face of these formidable foes—Cursed Spirits or Curse Users—he had no means to defend himself, no ability to resist their overwhelming might. The situation looked dire, and Kenya felt a wave of vulnerability engulf him.

Relying on the characters and plot from the Anime, an ordinary person like Kenya would find it challenging to make a significant impact. To make matters more complicated, he'd only seen the first season of the anime, and his memory of some plot details had faded. Moreover, there were many developments in the manga that he remained oblivious to.

Without the system's guidance, Kenya felt a sense of uncertainty, unsure of what the future might hold. As for the present moment...

Having received a notification from the system and understanding its capabilities, Kenya took a deep breath and focused his thoughts. "Draw!" he silently recited, placing his hope in the system's potential strength.

With closed eyes, Kenya's mind resonated with the system's mechanically cold voice, and a flurry of images flooded his consciousness. It was as if the system was extracting from a vast array of character templates.

Among these images, he recognized many familiar faces. There was the embodiment of sheer power, Saitama, the invincible One Punch Man. There stood Goku, who had ascended to a super Saiyan level, a symbol of tremendous might. The familiarity of these characters brought a glimmer of reassurance amidst the uncertainty of his situation.

Eventually, the flurry of images stabilized, settling upon a tall and imposing figure distinct from those previously mentioned. This figure was adorned in a striking ensemble, consisting of red laminated armor reminiscent of the Warring States period, along with a snug black battle suit underneath. A blazing fan adorned his back, completing the formidable appearance.

The man's posture exuded confidence, arms folded, and his jet-black hair cascading behind him. His eyes, filled with ripples of wisdom and indifference, materialized before Kenya, projecting an aura of dominance.

[ Ding! Congratulations to the Host for acquiring the "Uchiha Madara" template! ]

[ Template Progression: 35%! ]

Startled by the system's announcement, Kenya found himself suddenly immersed in the persona of Uchiha Madara, a character renowned for being overlooked by all except the legendary "God of Ninja," Senju Hashirama. From this unique vantage point, Kenya experienced Madara's life firsthand.

As the story progressed, Kenya's immersion reached a pivotal moment. Madara having finally acquired cells from Hashirama, he successfully evolved his Mangekyō Sharingan into the legendary Rinnegan.

For Kenya, the sensation of actually being in that moment couldn't be supplanted by mere memories. It was a profound transformation of his mental state, a rapid metamorphosis from the perspective of an ordinary transmigrater.

Slowly, Kenya opened his eyes, revealing an expression of indifference that seemed to carry a weight of ancient wisdom.

Then—

Within his eye, a small Tomoe emerged, spiraling gracefully. In its wake, the second Tomoe materialized, following in seamless succession. Almost instantly, the third Tomoe appeared, completing the formation.

These three Tomoe were meticulously arranged within Kenya's scarlet eyes, exuding a palpable aura of foreboding. But this was only the beginning.

A surge of power coursed through his eyes, propelling the three Tomoe into a rapid whirl. The sensation was intense, like a tempest within his very being.

Finally, the whirl of Tomoe patterns aligned in perfect succession, forming the iconic configuration—

Mangekyō Sharingan!

The intensity and pressure emanating from those eyes are so overwhelming that they cause a pounding sensation in people's chests, along with a mysterious and inescapable power that's difficult to fathom.

If a Jujutsu Sorcerer were to witness this, they'd likely believe the figure before them isn't just a human but at least a Special-Grade Curse - that's how daunting it is!

What's even more chilling is that it's not just the commanding and transcendent power of those eyes alone. There's a blend of physical prowess, strength, heightened senses, mastery of ninjutsu, taijutsu, and a reservoir of chakra within the body, unparalleled even among Kage-level individuals.

Kenya's fists tightened, realizing that with a mere whim, he could effortlessly kill a human, curse spirit or a sorcerer.

It's essential to emphasize the sheer destructive force at play here. In the world of anime 'Jujutsu Kaisen', barring the "strongest" Gojo Satoru, no one else has ever demonstrated power at his level.

Those who can attain such incredible strength are incredibly rare. Even with Ryōmen Sukuna and other enigmatic beings, there's unlikely to be a multitude capable of reaching this pinnacle of power!

"Heh...haha..."

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Thinking about all this, Kenya's mouth gradually formed a wider smile, and the happiness he felt was evident. In the end, he looked up and laughed.

The sound echoed through the unfamiliar mansion and reached the nearby forest, startling the birds into flight.

He used to be an ordinary person, always concerned about his own safety. Now, he had become an incredibly powerful individual, with very few opponents in the world who could challenge him.

Considering this transformation, Kenya wondered what he would have done if he hadn't experienced all that he had. But now, every aspect of his situation brought genuine happiness and satisfaction, from the depths of his heart.

After a long while, Kenya's laughter finally subsided. The single straight Tomoe pattern in his Eye vanished, returning to the familiar three Tomoe.

He glanced at the mansion nearby, emanating Cursed Energy.

"Then, it's up to you to help me truly gauge the full extent of my strength."