An unknown world.
The sky was gray and overcast, with no sun in sight. Only the flames atop a distant mountain stained half the sky red.
There was no grass nearby, only bare trees, charred rocks, and ash filling the air.
When the wind blew, the ash swirled down, still warm as it settled on his skin.
The air reeked of sulfur, choking enough to tighten his throat.
Hum!
A doorway as deep and vast as a starry sky appeared out of thin air.
The door opened a crack, and a figure stepped through, landing on the scorched ground.
It was Uchiha Yoru, who had been searching different worlds for his clansmen.
As he emerged, the doorway shattered behind him, dissolving into motes of light.
Once Yoru steadied himself, he surveyed his surroundings.
His brow furrowed at the desolate landscape.
"The fifth world."
He muttered under his breath.
Ever since unlocking his Mangekyō Sharingan and awakening Amenotejikara, he had gained the ability to cross between worlds.
Although he had not visited many worlds over the past few years, the number Amenotejikara could access had kept increasing as he grew stronger.
There were at least forty or fifty of them.
But not all of those worlds were useful to him. Their levels of power varied considerably, and some even gave him a sense of danger.
A danger far greater than anything Imu had made him feel.
That was why he had not ventured blindly into other worlds over the years, mostly taking his time developing in the Hokage World and the Pirate World.
But now that Sasuke and the others had gone missing, he had no choice but to search the worlds one by one.
After searching four worlds without success, Yoru finally opened a doorway that gave him an intense