Uchiha Clan Zombie Ancestor?
I never asked for the Sharingan.
I never asked for the zombies.
When I was thrown into a world overrun by a zombie plague, I thought my strange system would make me a hero—like the protagonists in all those novels. A blue screen full of promise, the name "Uchiha" clinging to me, and the dream of a portal that leads to the world of Naruto.
But reality was different.
I watched my companions die, one by one. I froze in fear more times than I fought. Now, after six months of chaos, all I have left is a shaky iron wall, the memory of a friend devoured in front of me, and a bite on my ankle that's turning into a curse.
The Sharingan finally awakened—far too late. The portal system is demanding I open my first gate to the ninja world, while my body begins its transformation into a zombie within hours.
I'm no hero. I'm not lucky. But if I'm going to die, I won't let myself become a threat to others.
One hour left.
One portal.
One choice.
Do I open the gate and become an enigma in the world of Naruto—or do I wait until the darkness consumes me here?
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Note: English is not my native language, so please excuse any errors.