Obito's Madness

Kakashi himself could not explain why a spark to become Hokage had suddenly ignited within his heart.

He had originally thought those dreams from his youth were buried deep, far beyond his reach, and he had strived never to touch them again.

Not long ago, after seeing that naive yet hope-filled essay written by Uchiha Yuan.

Memories that had been sleeping in the mists of time surfaced vividly in his mind once more.

Deep within those memories, that sunny and persistent boy wearing goggles had shouted his determination to become Hokage more than once.

To protect the village, to protect his friends, and ultimately to die on the battlefield.

Only Kakashi remained, bearing the heavy weight of those memories as he continued to walk forward.

Amidst his swirling thoughts, Tsunade finally composed her chaotic emotions, and she silently set out on the journey back to Konoha with Jiraiya.

Kakashi recounted to them in detail the events that had transpired around the night of the Uchiha Clan massacre.

As Kakashi spoke in a low, calm voice, many details were laid out before Tsunade and Jiraiya.

Although Kakashi did not fully understand the cause and effect, Jiraiya and Tsunade were able to piece together a significant portion of the truth.

Danzo...

And the Third...

"I never imagined... the Uchiha Clan..."

Tsunade sighed softly, her tone laced with a hint of complexity.

Jiraiya remained silent for a long moment: "I never expected the backlash of the Uchiha to be so terrifying..."

What they found most inconceivable was that the mastermind behind this apocalyptic crisis was someone who had once been entirely unremarkable within the Uchiha Clan.

Uchiha Yuan had shown no brilliance during his time at the Ninja Academy, and he had not even awakened his Sharingan by the time he graduated.

Who could have guessed that this ordinary clansman, whom almost everyone had forgotten, would awaken the power of the Mangekyo Sharingan—a power the Shinobi World could barely comprehend—at such a critical moment?

He had pushed the near-zero probability of an asteroid impact on Earth to an almost inevitable certainty.

This eerie and immense power, which felt like the manipulation of fate itself, far exceeded the Shinobi World's understanding of genjutsu and Kekkei Genkai.

It left them both terrified, as a catastrophe capable of destroying the world loomed directly before them.

Since the era of Madara and Hashirama, no one had ever been able to push the entire Shinobi World to the brink of annihilation by their own hand.

Faced with such incomprehensible danger, no one was mentally prepared.

After a moment of silence, Jiraiya felt a faint worry regarding the long-hidden conflicts within Konoha.

For years, factional struggles had plagued the village, with some acting out of selfishness and tearing each other down.

Now that disaster had arrived, the old grudges would inevitably seize this opportunity to erupt completely.

The most pressing priority, however, remained how to stop this seemingly unsolvable apocalyptic catastrophe.

"Uchiha Yuan, do you have any impression of him at all?"

As a fellow traveler, Kakashi was also lost in deep thought.

"Just a classmate, I have almost no impression of him... I doubt even Obito would recognize him."

Such a transparent person, who had possessed no presence at all, was now capable of shaking the very foundations of the Shinobi World.

He was just an ordinary Uchiha clansman, as plain as could be, ignored his entire life.

Now, this ordinary man was using such a violent method to exact his revenge.

Tsunade remained silent; as a powerful medical ninja, she felt the limits of her power for the first time.

The Shinobi World was currently on the verge of destruction, merely waiting for the end to arrive.

Suddenly, Jiraiya burst into a loud laugh!

"There is no reason to give up just like that. There are countless innocent people in Konoha waiting for us to protect them. No matter how slim the hope, we must give it our all and do our absolute best to guard them."

These firm words finally eased the tension on Tsunade's face, and she sighed helplessly: "You really do know how to say the right things..."

Only Kakashi remained silent, saying nothing more.

In his heart, he knew that what Jiraiya had said was indeed just empty, pretty words...

Within the Akatsuki.

Obito took the pair of Sharingan belonging to Uchiha Yuan from his robes and stared at them in silence.

The blood-red eyes sat quietly in a glass jar, and Obito locked gazes with them for a moment...

A strong sense of unease suddenly welled up in his heart, as if something sinister was slowly influencing him.

It was strange...

For these past few days, Obito's thoughts had been in constant turmoil.

He thought of Kakashi, he thought of Rin, and he even thought of Uchiha Yuan—that bastard who had spoken so many strange things to him that day.

Yet, at times, he could not help but wonder...

If the Shinobi World were truly destroyed, then Rin would live in a world without strife or war. Wouldn't that be the perfect world of her dreams?

Rin would no longer be forced by fate to bear endless pain.

"Damn it..."

"It's all because this guy said a bunch of..."

"Obito... why did you take out this pair of Sharingan again?"

Black Zetsu's voice came from the side. Obito snapped back to reality, discovering that Black Zetsu was already standing behind him.

"What are you doing?"

Obito's hand remained tightly clenched around the glass bottle. He looked down at the Mangekyo Sharingan inside, remaining silent for a long while.

"Zetsu, tell me, if the Shinobi World were truly destroyed, wouldn't that be the realization of true peace?"

Destroy your head...

I still need to save Mother!

Black Zetsu quickly regained his composure and spoke coldly: "Obito, what are you doubting?"

Obito did not respond immediately, instead falling into deep thought.

He chuckled at himself in a low voice, a faint voice in his heart mocking him, feeling that this line of thought seemed wrong.

Many things...

Suddenly became blurred, losing the clarity they once held.

Black Zetsu keenly sensed Obito's hesitation, his voice suddenly turning cold and sharp: "Obito, destroy those eyes."

Obito's figure trembled slightly.

He lowered his head, his gaze cast downward, as if recalling some past buried deep within his heart.

For a moment, silence spread between the two, stifling and suffocating.

"No... there is no need."

His voice was low and hoarse, carrying a trace of struggle.

"These eyes... might be Rin's hope."

"What on earth are you babbling about..."

Seeing Obito in this state, Black Zetsu roared directly, full of agitation and unease.

At this very moment, Black Zetsu finally realized the terror of these eyes.

That silent yet incredibly powerful corrosive force was gradually altering Obito's will!

"What exactly are you trying to do?"

Black Zetsu demanded sharply, his voice laced with a near-hysterical fear.

"These eyes are eyes that see through the truth of the world... I will never allow you to destroy them."

At this moment, Obito seemed to have already grasped the fate of the entire Shinobi World.

A strange light flickered in his eyes, piercing straight into the heart.

Black Zetsu was on the verge of being driven mad.

He had not expected Obito to go insane at a time like this...

And he certainly had not expected Uchiha Yuan's Word Spirit methods to have such terrifying consequences.

"I am asking you what you intend to do next!"

Obito lowered his head in thought for a moment, then spoke slowly: "Naturally... to create a world that only has Rin."

He repeated it in a low voice, as if confirming it to himself, or perhaps pouring it out to another world.

"And also, the Shinobi World that remains after the destruction."

He's gone mad, this guy!