One Piece: Take the Uchiha Clan to the Grand Line

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"Whoa, that's HUGE—!!"

Shisui stared at the massive Susanoo towering in the sky, completely stunned.

Among the Uchiha clan, only two stood out as masters of Susanoo: Uchiha Kitaro and Shisui himself. But compared to Kitaro's, his own Susanoo wasn't even a fifth of its size.

Even Uchiha Itachi, who had unlocked his Mangekyō Sharingan only a year ago, could barely reach Susanoo's third stage, standing at just over 20 meters tall. In contrast, Kitaro's Susanoo was a towering 1,000 meters.

"What did Kitaro eat for breakfast?! Steroids?!"

They clearly remembered that when they first arrived in this new world, Kitaro's Susanoo was around 200 meters tall. During the Marineford War, it expanded to 500 meters. And now? A full kilometer!

It had only been a year and a half since then. Such explosive growth wasn't just "progress"—this was a complete mutation.

Kakashi and Guy stood frozen, dumbfounded. "What the hell are we even looking at?" They had never seen anything like it.

Uchiha Kitaro, controlling the massive Susanoo, calmly floated toward Tendo Pain.

"Now, I have a small request," Kitaro said with an eerie calmness. "Could you tell me where my teacher, Orochimaru, is? And, if possible, could you kindly invite him over?"

Pain remained silent, his expression unreadable.

"Nagato!" Konan called out in alarm, urging him to respond. She didn't dare resist. The sheer power Kitaro had just displayed was far beyond what she could handle.

After a pause, Pain finally spoke. "Understood."

"Thank you." Kitaro smiled politely, his tone almost formal. He dismissed the towering Susanoo, reverting to his regular self. His calm and composed demeanor now seemed as though none of the previous destruction had ever happened.

Pain clenched his fists tightly, staring at Kitaro. He had never encountered such overwhelming power before.

Speed, strength—everything about this boy surpassed him. Pain had fought many opponents, but none were as terrifying as this monster.

And the most humiliating part? This monster had come to Amegakure just to find Orochimaru—and in doing so, had turned the entire village into rubble.

Humiliation. Pure humiliation.

Pain took a deep breath. He still had one trump card left: summoning the Gedo Statue. But after witnessing Kitaro's strength, he wasn't confident even that would work.

He couldn't afford to die here. Not yet. He still had to bring his vision of peace to the world.

Reluctantly, Pain used Akatsuki's internal communication method to contact Orochimaru.

At that moment, Orochimaru was deeply engrossed in an experiment when he sensed the call.

"What is it? Another mission?"

"No, someone claiming to be your disciple, Uchiha Kitaro, is looking for you."

"What?!" Orochimaru's eyes widened, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Where is he?!"

"He's in Amegakure."

"Excellent! I'll head there immediately!"

Orochimaru didn't waste a second. His own immortality technique was complete, and he viewed Kitaro as the perfect vessel for his ambitions.

During his time mentoring Kitaro, Orochimaru had realized that this disciple was a prodigy among prodigies.

Kitaro's talent was terrifying. Any technique Orochimaru taught him, he mastered instantly. In mere moments, Kitaro surpassed anything Orochimaru had ever seen, outshining every genius, every so-called monster.

From that moment, Orochimaru had coveted Kitaro as the ultimate vessel.

Even after defecting from Konoha, he kept close tabs on Kitaro.

But a year and a half ago, Kitaro—and the entire Uchiha clan—vanished without a trace. Orochimaru scoured the world but found nothing.

Now, with his immortality technique perfected and his ultimate disciple delivered straight to his doorstep, he wouldn't let this opportunity slip away.

"Pain, Orochimaru is on his way here," Pain informed Kitaro.

"Thank you," Kitaro replied with a nod.

"…Why?" Pain hesitated before asking. "Why are you this powerful?"

Had he not seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that such strength was even possible. The young man before him, barely sixteen or seventeen, wielded power beyond the limits of any ninja.

Pain had always called himself a god. But today, he understood what a true god looked like.

"Why?" Kitaro pondered for a moment. "No special reason, really. I just wanted to get stronger. So, I went out and collected anything that could make me stronger. And, well… this is where I ended up."

The truth was, Kitaro's knowledge of the storyline played a big part. He knew what techniques were essentially cheat codes in this world.

The Uchiha clan's Sharingan, the Third Tsuchikage's Light-Weight Rock Technique, the Fourth Raikage's Lightning Chakra Mode, the Fourth Hokage's Flying Thunder God Technique, Sage Mode, the Eight Gates, the power of demons, the Breath of the Sun technique, Haki, the Tremor-Tremor Fruit…

Every one of these was a cheat-level power. And Kitaro? He had collected all of them.

Most people were lucky to have one cheat. Kitaro had a whole arsenal.

Even Nagato's Rinnegan, though immensely powerful, was no match for the overwhelming combination of Kitaro's abilities.

Why? Because a small cheat can't compete with a walking collection of all the cheats.

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