The Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju; Do Not Let Power Devour Your True Heart. That evening.
Beneath Konoha, in a highly classified laboratory layered with barriers.
The air was slightly cool, filled with the faint smell of medicine and the dusty scent of old scrolls.
Chiyo stood in the center, dressed in casual clothes. Only the red-and-white Uchiha Clan Crest on his chest stood out sharply beneath the dim lights.
Orochimaru was busy at the operating table nearby. On the floor before him was a complex and sinister ritual array.
At the center of the array lay a specially prepared White Zetsu body with extremely low vitality, serving as the sacrifice.
"Are you ready, Orochimaru?"
Chiyo's voice was calm, giving no hint of emotion.
"Any time, Chiyo-kun."
Orochimaru licked his lips, his golden snake eyes gleaming with hunger for knowledge and the unknown.
"Impure World Reincarnation... What a fascinating technique. Especially when summoning this particular person."
He was referring to the technique's creator, the man about to be brought back.
"Begin."
Chiyo nodded, his gaze falling upon the ritual array.
Orochimaru said no more. His hands formed seals as Chakra surged forth and flowed into the array.
The markings lit up one after another with a ghostly blue glow. The White Zetsu body at the center began to tremble and twist violently, as though an invisible force were reshaping it.
Dust-like matter materialized from thin air, wrapping around White Zetsu and gradually forming a human figure.
When the light faded, a figure stood clearly in the center of the array.
Silver hair spiked like a hedgehog's quills, red ancient layered armor, a stern and cold face, and eyes sharp as blades.
It was the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju!
Tobirama abruptly opened his eyes and swiftly scanned his surroundings, immediately sensing the