Madara Uchiha, Extremely Interested in Seisui, A Love Story About Obito's Stand-in

In the northernmost part of the Land of Frost, a peninsula nation, within the vast valley known as the Graveyard of Mountains, Madara Uchiha sat with his eyes closed in deep thought.

Relying on the countless White Zetsu's shapeshifting abilities, comparable to the Wood Clone Jutsu, and their power to freely lurk beneath the earth, Madara Uchiha remained within his domain yet grasped intelligence from all corners of the shinobi world.

Obito Uchiha was a prey he had long set his sights on.

And Seisui, who had risen as a dark horse, had also entered his field of vision due to his ties with Obito and his Uchiha lineage, catching Madara's intense interest with his outstanding performance.

As a lonely specter of a bygone era, Madara Uchiha watched the shinobi world through the eyes of the White Zetsu, much like a housebound old man flipping through TV channels to kill time.

As the Ninja Asura, he had no interest in watching Kage-level skirmishes—mere child's play in his eyes, too dull even for a lullaby. He'd rather read the letters Izuna and Hashirama had once written him.

But lately, the Uchiha Program on Leaf Village Television had become Madara's prime focus, turning him into a die-hard fan. Aside from eating, using the bathroom, and sleeping, he spent his days glued to the White Zetsu-brand TV, watching intently.

Among the broadcasts, Seisui beating down Uchiha Yashiro and Obito's segments had reignited his passion from a sluggish existence, jolting him awake from his idle, drifting state and setting his mind racing once more.

Originally, Madara had planned to bide his time, slowly planting White Zetsu in mid-tier positions across the Five Great Nations, setting up a scheme during the Third Shinobi World War to corrupt that little pawn Obito and cultivate a Spokesperson.

Madara loathed his aged, decrepit body. If not for the need to scheme for the future, unable to conquer the shinobi world through sheer power, he might have already ended himself...

But after seeing Seisui...

Madara had to admit, his thoughts were unsettled.

In the eyes of this Strongest Clan Head of All Generations of the Uchiha Clan, Seisui's talent was terrifying.

At such a young age, he possessed Dojutsu comparable to an ordinary Three Tomoe, a considerable level of Chakra, and mastery over Water Release that was nothing short of miraculous—proof of his exceptional ninjutsu talent.

His mind was sharp too. At eleven, he could toy with Uchiha Yashiro, nearly thirty, and easily recruit a Death Warrior.

Most importantly, in Madara's view, Seisui strongly resembled Uchiha Izuna—both in his handsome features and in the way he won over his clansmen. The two were almost identical.

It even made the aged Madara see double, conjuring the image of the brother who had united the Uchiha's hearts, remained utterly loyal to him, and ultimately offered his own eyes...

The best brother in the world.

If he could recruit Seisui, Madara even considered finding a way not to treat him as a mere pawn, but to grant him a good ending after the final Infinite Tsukuyomi.

Compared to Obito, who seemed too pure, Seisui was far too tempting.

Wasn't this just a young Izuna reborn!

If Seisui would agree to assist him, Madara wouldn't even spare Obito a glance.

Moreover, Madara truly didn't want to see Seisui "stray from the path." He was clearly modeled after his brother Izuna, so why was he veering toward that bastard Tobirama Senju's direction!

This was intolerable!

"That vile Tobirama Senju, a damned, disgusting wretch..." Madara cursed without reason, his expression growing grave as he thought.

This matter wasn't so simple.

If corrupting someone like Obito, with his simple mind, felt boring to Madara—exploiting an extreme personality and buried darkness to trick a fool—what difficulty was there?

But...

In his heart, Seisui was a figure akin to Uchiha Izuna.

Madara recalled: had he ever successfully deceived Uchiha Izuna, from childhood to adulthood?

The more he remembered, the more sorrowful Madara's expression became. Unlike the typical Uchiha brothers, Izuna had been the one looking after him, the elder brother. Even if weaker in power, he had always been Madara's emotional pillar.

Madara Uchiha and Hashirama Senju, Izuna Uchiha and Tobirama Senju...

Between these two pairs of brothers, the elder brothers' personalities ranged from cold to passionate, but the younger brothers were strikingly alike—both serving as the external brains of their elder siblings, standing behind them to strategize and charge into battle.

Madara seemed somewhat cunning, able to corrupt Obito, but in truth, it was just a clash of mediocrities, six of one, half a dozen of the other.

Without Izuna, he couldn't even take a single clansman during the Village Defection—that alone revealed many issues.

After a long pause, the grave-faced Madara let out a low laugh, his smile brimming with fighting spirit and excitement.

Competing with a younger brother—nothing was more thrilling, especially a cute young version!

Madara, who had never successfully deceived Izuna in his lifetime, felt a burning desire to conquer...

"I'll prepare two plans. Obito Uchiha, keep him as a backup. If that little Seisui truly approaches Izuna's intellect, then things won't succeed so easily..."

Madara thought cautiously. This was the final gamble of his life.

If he won, he'd be the ultimate victor of the shinobi world.

If he lost, even the Rinnegan he had painstakingly awakened would become dust of the era.

"Setsuna Uchiha... that waste, parading around with my name, ruining my original plan..."

"Obito Uchiha, influenced by his brainless Hawk Faction, will surely fall into darkness, but the force isn't enough. I need him to feel the beauty of the world before destroying everything he has. Extreme pain yields enough power to serve me."

"But that little girl he likes has her eyes on Seisui. Obito can't compete, but the power born from jealousy still isn't enough..."

"Hmph, this is just like Izuna—always so likable... Ah, Izuna left no descendants. I've truly failed him..."

Madara shook his head sadly, raised his hand, and grabbed a White Zetsu standing guard: "Obito Uchiha wants love, so I'll create one for him."

The White Zetsu howled as its chest was stained with pitch-black Chakra, collapsing to its knees.

"Let me think... There's a Uchiha clanswoman named Rin, an orphan with no talent as a shinobi." As a loyal viewer of the Uchiha TV channel, Madara recalled a girl unknown to many Uchiha, and sneered:

"Excellent, Obito. Let me fulfill your love for you. As for the price... it will be your life."

White Zetsu's form shifted, transforming into the likeness of Rin Uchiha, but her originally plain features became more striking, with a hint of Rin Nohara in her brows and eyes.

Madara Uchiha waved his hand. "Go. Win over Obito Uchiha's heart."

Then he sank back into thought, a gleam of excitement born from serious contemplation in his eyes.

He was thinking—how should he go about winning over Seisui?

The idea of seducing a younger brother version of himself... it really got him excited!

"Heh heh heh heh heh..." The valley echoed with Madara Uchiha's low, delighted laughter.

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Just as Madara Uchiha was lost in thought.

Seisui jolted awake from his dream, a rare loss of composure, all because of the electronic sound ringing in his mind!

Detected Madara Uchiha's intense possessiveness toward the host. Binding as target for confrontation!

Hehehe... update completed on schedule!

Can't wait for the weekend, work is exhausting ORZ...