Uha had once been just an ordinary salaryman on Earth.
Then one day, out of nowhere, he got bound to a ridiculous thing called the [Anime Villain System].
The moment the binding was complete, the system gave him no choice.
He was immediately thrown into a random anime world, and the first world he landed in was -Bleach.
But that wasn't the end of it.
The system even stripped away his humanity.
He was forced to become a weak, low-level Hollow in the outer fringes of Hueco Mundo.
Hueco Mundo a brutal world where only the strong survived. Battles and bloodshed were endless, and it was common for higher-level Hollows to devour the weaker ones.
Thankfully, he had the system's help.
Over the course of thirty years, Uha clawed his way through this savage world, killing and devouring his way up the food chain until he evolved into the highest class of Hollow-a Vasto Lorde.
In the entire Bleach universe, beings of this level numbered fewer than four.
But even as a Vasto Lorde, he had only taken one step closer to human form. His shape and mind were still far removed from anything truly human.
To fully transcend, he had to undergo Resurrección.
Resurrección when a Hollow gains the power of a Soul Reaper.
This transformation shatters the Hollow's mask, reveals their human-like form, and grants them a unique weapon akin to a Zanpakutō.
And for Uha, achieving Resurrección had taken another sixty years.
With that power, he could finally dominate Hueco Mundo without fear.
But just when he was getting used to his new form, the system suddenly launched another random world transfer.
This time, the transition took ten whole years.
After ninety years of slaughter in Hueco Mundo, Uha had grown utterly sick of violence.
So he prayed desperately that the next anime world would be something peaceful. Something like Natsume's Book of Friends, School Babysitters, or Into the Forest of Fireflies' Light.
He was craving warmth and healing, not more death.
Instead…
He landed in the world of Naruto.
It wasn't that he disliked it he was a fan, after all.
But come on, this was a world of constant war and explosive battles!
His panic earlier hadn't been because of Hanzō it was because his arrival couldn't have been timed worse. Right in the middle of one of the bloodiest episodes in the Naruto timeline.
"...Sigh."
Uha let out a quiet breath, subtly glancing at the two teenagers behind him.
And yeah... the body of Yahiko, already cold.
What a tragedy.
If it hadn't been for his appearance, the other two might've died too.
Although hold on.
That wasn't quite right.
The original story didn't give much detail beyond this point, but a character like Nagato wouldn't just be allowed to die here.
Chances were…
That scheming rat Obito was probably hiding nearby, waiting for the perfect moment to swoop in, "save" Nagato, and plant the seeds of manipulation for future plans.
Uha stayed silent for too long.
Hanzō grew impatient, his tone turning icy. "You there! I'll say it one more time if you have no connection to those two, then I suggest you leave quietly. Otherwise, you'll be the next to suffer my wrath!"
Had it not been for Uha's absurd arrival, Hanzō, the so-called "Demigod," wouldn't have bothered speaking politely to a teenage boy.
Sure, Nagato had the Rinnegan. That was understandable.
But this kid? There was no way he was also some powerhouse... right?
Uha came back to his senses, eyes narrowing. "And if I refuse to leave? What will you do about it? You call yourself the peak of the shinobi world the mighty Demigod? Then let's see just how far your strength can really go."
"You insolent brat! Body Flicker Technique!"
Hanzō's fury erupted. With a whoosh, he vanished.
In the next instant, he reappeared at Uha's side, chakra surging through the scythe in his hands.
"Taijutsu: Dual Strike Chain Scythe!"
With a low growl, Hanzō's weapon slashed toward Uha's head.
But Uha remained calm.
He simply raised one finger.
Clang!!
The sound of metal striking metal rang out.
The scythe hit its mark but didn't leave so much as a scratch.
Not even a cut in the skin.
"What… What?!"
Hanzō's pupils constricted in shock. "Impossible! What are you?!"
Still, his instincts remained sharp. He quickly leapt back.
But Uha didn't chase him.
In truth, Hanzō wasn't weak. That last strike could've been deadly to a normal person.
But Uha... wasn't human.
He was a Hollow one of the strongest to ever exist.
And his entire body was encased in a layer of spiritual armor known as Hierro.
Condensed from pure spiritual pressure, this skin was harder than any steel.
Ordinary attacks couldn't break through.
"That's all you've got?"
Uha looked at the retreating Hanzō, his voice full of disdain. "If the so-called Demigod is only capable of this, then I must say I'm sorely disappointed."
"You arrogant little punk!"
Hanzō roared, forming hand seals. "Summoning Jutsu: Salamander!"
A massive puff of smoke erupted, and a monstrous beast appeared.
It opened its mouth, spewing thick purple poison mist across the battlefield.
At the same time, Hanzō's hands moved swiftly again.
"Fire Style: Explosive Flame Array!"
Dozens of explosive tags lit up beneath Uha's feet.
Layer after layer engulfed him, wrapping his body completely.
This time, the number of tags was ten times what he'd used against Nagato.
BOOM! BOOM BOOM BOOM!!
Explosions rocked the ground, shockwaves splitting the air.
The power was overwhelming.
When the smoke cleared, Uha was in pieces. His body was mangled, bloodied, a horrific mess.
But Hanzō wasn't done.
Using the cover of the poison mist, he appeared behind Uha once more.
"Kenjutsu: Issen!"
With all his chakra concentrated into the strike, he aimed to finish it.
Without his Hierro active, Uha was nearly sliced in half.
Standing tall and proud, Hanzō sneered. "That's the price for underestimating me. But you should be proud, green-eyed brat. Not many could force a Demigod to fight seriously."
So what if your skin was tough?
With ten times the explosion, let's see how long that lasts!
And with my ultimate technique Kenjutsu: Issen you're finished.
Just as he turned to go after Nagato
A calm voice echoed behind him.
"Well, well. You truly are the peak of the shinobi world. The Demigod himself."
"I didn't think you'd actually manage to break through my Hierro. I acknowledge your strength."
"But now... it's my turn."
Hanzō turned stiffly.
Uha stood there, his injuries healing at a rate visible to the naked eye.
"Impossible!!" Hanzō gasped, utterly horrified. "Why aren't you dead?! That level of regeneration... it rivals the legendary God of Shinobi himself!!"
But this was simply one of Uha's innate abilities.
High-Speed Regeneration a rare gift possessed only by top-tier Hollows.
With the exception of his head, every part of Uha's body could heal at incredible speed.
In less than half a second, his wounds were gone.
Uha reached for the sword at his waist and spoke quietly.
"Seal..."
"Black-Winged Demon!"
Hiss...
The downpour intensified and mingled within it were drops of bright green rain.
A surge of spiritual pressure exploded outward, wild and ferocious.
Uha's form began to change.
His sword disappeared. The green tear streaks beneath his eyes deepened slightly.
The half-mask on the side of his face completed itself, becoming a full skeletal helm.
Twin horns curved skyward like a dark crown.
And from his back emerged a pair of massive black wings bat-like and menacing.
This was his unique Resurrección.
The Hollow's true form
Resurrección: The Black-Winged Demon.