Top Management - Chapter 50

This is the world of Spirit Beasts where humans can forge contracts with Spirit Beasts or command them in battle, or har...

This is a time of great powers: The vast Persia, Sparta that was founded by force, Athens with its trade and business, Thebes the rising star, The ambitious Macedonia, The twin heroes of the Western Mediterranean, The rising Rome and so on.

This is an era of brilliant stars: Agesilaus II – the last king of Sparta, Epaminondas – the Rising General of Thebes, Philip II – the founder of Macedonian’s hegemon, Dionysius – the tyrant of Syracuse, Camillus – the Roman dictator and savior…

This is an era of contention among a hundred schools of thought: Plato – the great philosopher, Antisthenes – founder of cynicism, Pythagoras – school of number, Democritus – the encyclopedia scholar, Hippocrates – the father of western medicine, Aristophanes – the great dramatist…

What will the hero bring to the world when he comes to this age as a humble mercenary through rebirth?

Uchiha Yu traveled through and came to the crisis-ridden Naruto world.

Looking at the scarlet writing wheel in the mirror, Uchiha Yu nodded with satisfaction: “Well, everything is going well so far… smooth hammer!”

Looking at the calendar on the wall, Uchiha Yu felt the malice from this world…

In order to save his life on the night of the genocide, and even take food from the tiger’s mouth, Uchiha Yu decided to train Pokémon hard from today!

Uchiha Yume, use illusion!

A trainer: “Referee, Yu’s dream demon is illegal, it uses illusions!”

Uchiha Yu: “Humph, you absolutely cannot escape this technique!”

Deidara: “Explosions are art!”

Uchiha: “My Pangyan monster’s art is better than yours!”

- Description from novelbuddy

A Lovecraft- inspired darker, grittier One piece fanfic. A fanfic based on emotion and madness. A fanfic not for the faint hearted.----------------Regret. I have been drowning in it for far too long. I’ve regretted every choice I’ve made, every mistake I’ve carried, every moment of my past. I’ve regretted the present I live, the path I walk. Even my future, uncertain as it may be, has been tainted by regret.But not anymore. I refuse to live under its shadow. Yet, I know the truth—I don’t have the power to escape it completely.Am I not like a flicker of flame? So fragile, so fleeting—one puff, and I’m gone.Regret has burdened me, weighed me down to make me climb the towering wall of greatness. But I press on.It was all I could do. All I ever wanted to do.