Konoha's defensive barrier had now been lifted, but disaster relief efforts were underway everywhere.
Although all the meteors had been stopped, the sonic booms had still injured many people.
The powerful thermal radiation from the moon's descent had set many wooden buildings ablaze.
Just moments ago, in the cemetery of the Uchiha Clan Compound, the little tree beside Obito's grandmother's grave had its leaves scorched yellow.
Just as smoke began rising from the leaves at the top of the tree and it was about to catch fire—
The tree suddenly began to deform, transforming into a teenage boy.
The boy had short hair and wore goggles on his forehead.
Smoke was already rising from the hair atop his head.
"Ah, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot..."
White Zetsu Obito repeatedly slapped at his head, finally putting out the flames in his hair.
But he had also ended up covered in soot.
"Whoa! Why are so many meteors falling from the sky?!"
White Zetsu Obito looked up just then and saw a mass of meteors crashing toward Konoha.
However, while those meteors were still in the air, Konoha's people had completely torn them apart.
Even the smaller meteorites that struck the barrier had caused barely a ripple.
"Huh? Why am I alive again?"
Only now did White Zetsu Obito realize that he had previously been able to clearly feel his consciousness rapidly fading away.
That was why he had hurriedly left his last words behind before his consciousness sank into silence.
Just now, it had been like having his head scalded in a dream, jolting him awake in an instant.
"Ah! No matter what, it's good that I survived!"
White Zetsu Obito clenched his fists, somewhat happy and excited.
Most of his personality had been formed from Obito's childhood memories.
So both