What Did You Do?

The silent night sky and the cold moonlight illuminated the pale profile of Yuan.

Uchiha Yuan withdrew his gaze indifferently, as calm as if nothing in this world could ever shake his heart again.

"Actually, I once participated in a few clan meetings..."

Yuan's voice was as soft as a murmur to himself, yet it carried clearly through the silent environment into Obito's ears.

"But unfortunately, there are many fools in this world, and very few who are truly intelligent."

His tone carried disdain as he continued with a soft sigh: "Majority rule, in the end, is nothing more than letting the ignorant masses decide upon a foolish course of action."

Having said that, his gaze shifted once more toward the full moon.

The moonlight reflected in his eyes, and his Mangekyo Sharingan refracted a strange and eerie light, continuously exuding a deep, peculiar ocular power.

It was as if he were whispering to the moonlight, yet Obito could not understand at all what Yuan was doing at this moment.

On the surface, this Uchiha Yuan appeared to be venting the deepest emotions of his heart into his ocular power.

But the power being emitted was not focused; instead, it was scattered aimlessly into the void, as if he were wasting the precious power of his Mangekyo.

Could it be that he was simply venting his dissatisfaction upon learning that the night of the clan's annihilation was approaching?

Suddenly, Yuan sighed softly, his tone carrying a faint trace of regret.

"The moonlight, the Infinite Tsukuyomi... what a pity."

Hearing these words, Obito felt a surge of shock and vigilance.

Infinite Tsukuyomi?

"The so-called love of the Uchiha clan is, in the end, paranoid and selfish; no one is exempt from this."

"Even Shisui, who is regarded as the paragon of gentleness, could not escape this fate."

When Shisui was mentioned, a rare, imperceptible trace of regret and mockery flickered in the depths of his eyes...

"Before Shisui met his end, I had a proper conversation with him. It is a pity that he did not appreciate it, and instead thought I was a madman, crazier than anyone else in the clan."

Hidden in the shadows, Obito felt a slight stir in his heart and suddenly became curious.

What exactly had been said to Uchiha Shisui to make someone like him view it as the ramblings of a madman?

Yuan seemed to have anticipated the doubt in Obito's heart; the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he chuckled a few times, and began to speak to himself once more.

"Hehehe, I simply told him everything that was about to happen in the future... unfortunately, not only did Shisui not believe me, he thought I had lost my mind."

As soon as he finished speaking, he withdrew his smile, his voice returning to a flat and indifferent tone.

"However, that was exactly my intention. I only wanted Shisui to hear these words in advance, to plant a sufficiently profound concept in his heart."

"Concept?"

Obito's confusion deepened, unable to grasp the true meaning behind Yuan's words.

Yuan, however, seemed not to notice Obito's current questioning, and continued to speak calmly...

"Only until the moment his life ended would Shisui truly recall the words I had once spoken to him."

"By then, the once-empty concept would have thoroughly solidified into an indelible truth deep within his heart."

"Concept solidification?"

Obito's inner confusion grew, as if he were gradually sinking into an elusive fog.

Yet, he could vaguely sense that this "concept" had some connection to the abilities of his own Mangekyo Sharingan.

Yuan shook his head slightly, a trace of indescribable contempt and pity rising in his eyes.

"What a pity, even if Uchiha Obito were standing here listening right now, he wouldn't be able to understand what I mean at all... after all, he is simply too stupid."

After all, he is a "Sage of Two," so one shouldn't expect him to understand too much.

Beneath the mask, the corner of Obito's mouth twitched slightly...

I thank you so much...

Yuan no longer paid attention to these details; his gaze was fixed once again on the night sky, his eyes as deep as an endless abyss, as he slowly uttered a sentence heavy with a sense of destiny...

"The ninja world will eventually be destroyed."

This sentence was like a whisper in the deep darkness; Yuan's voice was low and indifferent, yet it carried an indescribable power of seduction.

Every word seemed to be carved into the air, penetrating directly into the deepest part of the heart of Uchiha Obito, who was hidden in the darkness.

Destruction...

This word carried a strange magic, as if it possessed infinite weight, instantly tearing through Obito's originally calm nerves.

His heart jolted violently, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Genjutsu!

Obito's heart became suddenly alert, and he quickly gathered the ocular power in his Sharingan, intending to break through this genjutsu that had invaded his mind silently and without a trace.

However, at this moment, Yuan still stood under the moonlight, looking calmly at the darkening night sky, continuing to speak in an incredibly calm tone...

"Under cognitive bias, concepts will undergo severe shifts, thereby leading to erroneous judgments and behaviors."

"Cognition, so-called, is a series of psychological processes including an individual's perception, understanding, memory, and reasoning regarding the external world."

"It encompasses the entirety of human ability to acquire, process, and apply information. Cognition is the foundation of mental activity; it determines the reality we perceive..."

These words were like a silent incantation, each syllable drilling clearly into Obito's ears.

They formed a strange opposition to his own ocular jutsu, disrupting his thoughts and making a genjutsu that should have been simple to break become incredibly thorny.

At the same time, the moonlight began to distort, shifting into a heart-palpitating crimson.

A blood moon hung in the sky, eerie to the extreme.

Through the Sharingan beneath his mask, Obito clearly sensed this faint genjutsu rapidly intensifying, causing his nerves to tighten to their breaking point.

Soon, he seemed to see the Uchiha clan compound.

The bodies of Uchiha clansmen lay in pools of blood, the gore gushing from their chests like fountains, flowing into blindingly scarlet streams...

They converged into a massive river of blood, reflecting against the night sky and gradually intertwining with that crimson moon.

As the lives of his clansmen ebbed away, the Mangekyo Sharingan of Yuan began to recklessly unleash an unprecedented level of ocular power, that faint, ominous aura gradually becoming thicker and more intense.

Yuan watched that expanse of crimson with indifference, his face devoid of any emotional fluctuation, as if everything happening before him was merely a scene he had long foreseen.

His gaze, deep as an abyss, remained fixed quietly in his direction.

It seemed to pierce through both reality and illusion...

Yuan tilted his head slightly, the bottomless Mangekyo patterns in his eyes spinning incessantly, and said in a low, detached voice...

"When cognition completely collapses, reality crumbles along with it. Everything done is, in the end, merely a mistake born from a massive cognitive bias."

Having said this, Yuan turned to look at the sky: "Shisui's greatest wish before he died was for the village and the clan to coexist in peace..."

With that, Yuan spoke slowly, his expression blank: "Tonight, his wish has been fulfilled..."

After a long silence, Uchiha Obito finally could not help but appear: "What have you done?"