Just Transmigrated, Currently in Konoha

When Luo Xiao-Zuo woke up from his dream, a voice echoed in his ears:

"Almighty push, feel the pain."

"Almighty push, feel the pain."

The voice was low and gravelly, as if it were emanating from his own mouth.

What was going on?

At the same time, a woman's roar came from behind another version of himself:

"Wait! Pain!"

That was what she shouted.

Who was Pain? Was she talking about me?

Moreover, he felt like he had just heard this voice! It seemed to be Tsunade, the Fifth Hokage of Konoha, Tsunade Senju?

What had happened?

Luo Xiao-Zuo shuddered and "opened" his eyes, two images appearing before him.

In one image, very close to "himself," he was standing with his head bowed in a dimly lit "room," muttering about "carrying rice."

To his left stood a cold-tempered woman with purple hair and a paper flower in her hair, named Konan. She was looking at him with worried eyes, her beautiful face etched with an indelible sorrow.

In the other image, which felt more distant, he was controlling Deva Path Pain, arms spread wide, floating in the air. Deva Path was synchronized with him, saying the exact same words while gathering Chakra, rising higher and higher, the aura radiating from his body growing increasingly intense.

The Fifth Hokage, Tsunade, was chasing after him, leaping from one rooftop to another. As she pursued, she shouted in shock and anger: "Pain!"

Surrounding them was Konoha, billowing with black smoke, looking far from peaceful.

"Almighty push, feel the pain."

"Almighty push, feel the pain."

The voice in his ears continued. As Deva Path Pain rose higher, Konoha looked smaller and smaller. From his perspective, it looked like a pile of children's toys—tiny and childish. It made one feel as if a gentle push could destroy it, and that destroying it would be no great loss.

No great loss, my foot! It's fine to push Konoha, but if I push it, I'll die!

Having finally figured out the situation, Luo Xiao-Zuo began to fight for control of the body.

Inside the paper tree, Nagato, who was gathering Chakra, shook his head. Memories that did not belong to him began to flood his mind, throwing his brain into chaos.

His original memories told him he was Nagato Uzumaki, and he was definitely going to "carry the rice" for Konoha! The other part of his memory told him he was Luo Xiao-Zuo, a programmer and eunuch-novelist from the Celestial Empire who had drunk only one bottle of beer last night before pathetically rolling under the table. He absolutely could not "carry the rice" for Konoha; if he did, he would die for sure.

Two consciousnesses fought silently for control of the body, and in this tug-of-war, Deva Path Pain began to bob up and down over Konoha, back and forth, as if performing an "elevator dance."

"Huh? What is he doing?"

Leaping to the rooftop closest to Deva Path Pain, Tsunade, filled with shock, anger, and panic, watched as Pain—arms spread wide in the air like a malfunctioning robot—danced up and down. The logic in her brain felt as if it had been pinned to the ground and was being ruthlessly trampled!

You son of a bitch, what are you doing in front of me? We're in the middle of a war, can't you be serious for once?

Tsunade desperately wanted to roar at the sky, but she truly didn't dare.

Just moments ago, it was her frantic shouting that had caused Deva Path's mental state to explode. The terrifying, ocean-like Chakra fluctuations radiating from Deva Path as he floated in the air reminded her of her grandfather, Hashirama Senju.

She couldn't be wrong about that feeling of impending doom; otherwise, she wouldn't have been unable to stop herself from chasing Deva Path like a dog for several blocks.

Thinking of this, Tsunade clenched her fists, glaring angrily at Pain, who was bobbing up and down over Konoha as if performing some strange dance. Kid, if you have the guts, get down here. I'll beat you to death with my eighty-one fists.

Meanwhile, on a mountain peak outside Konoha, inside the paper tree created by Konan's ninjutsu, the clash between the two consciousnesses within Nagato had reached a fever pitch. The consciousness originally belonging to Nagato was on the defensive; although it permeated the entire body, it was rapidly disintegrating under the assault of the "Luo Xiao-Zuo" consciousness, collapsing at the first touch.

"I cannot forget the pain of Yahiko!"

Just as Luo Xiao-Zuo's consciousness, like a black tide, was about to drown Nagato's entire body, Nagato's Rinnegan suddenly widened. Before his eyes, he seemed to see Yahiko's face at the moment of his death once more.

The way he looked as his life reached its end, blood at the corner of his mouth, forcing a smile at him. Those dim, lifeless eyes, filled with the helplessness of shattered hope.

Yahiko's gradually cooling body leaned against his shoulder, breathing his last: "...You are the savior of this world... you should be able to..."

A savior? He didn't know.

At that time, he had despaired. He lifted his head, eyes wide, looking up at the heavens. All he saw in his Rinnegan was the cold, gray sky of Amegakure and the rain that fell from the sky, never-ending.

Yahiko leaned against his shoulder, having already lost his breath.

The rain, carrying a biting chill, dripped onto his face and melted into his heart, mixing with the blood trickling from Yahiko's chest, flowing incessantly, dripping onto the ground. That bright red blood and the cold rain condensed in his chest into a pain that could never be let go.

"I! Am! God!"

Nagato's Rinnegan suddenly erupted with a piercing, intimidating light. The corpse of Yahiko floating above Konoha—Deva Path—stopped its "dance" and shot into the sky. A blinding white light erupted from his body, making the clear sky over Konoha look as if a second sun had risen.

"Shinra Tensei!"

"Almighty push, feel the pain."

The white light illuminated the sky. Deva Path's black silhouette stood within it, hands raised high like a god. An overwhelming, terrifying aura descended from the sky, imprinting deep fear and disbelief into the eyes of everyone looking up at him.

"Shinra Tensei!"

Tsunade and Luo Xiao-Zuo, one inside Konoha and one outside, cursed "Holy shit!" almost simultaneously.

The white light, ignoring everything, had just ignited in the sky before it descended upon the ground in an instant, engulfing everything.

Before everyone's eyes, nothing could be seen; there was only a vast expanse of white.

Immediately following this was a deafening roar that rang in the ears, accompanied by the sound of the entire earth rolling and trembling.

"Yin Seal — Release!"

Amidst the earth-shattering catastrophe, Tsunade dared not leave anything to chance. She released all the Chakra she had accumulated in her Yin Seal at once, providing it without reservation to the Katsuyu scattered throughout Konoha.

Upon receiving the Chakra, these Katsuyu instantly grew in size, enveloping the surrounding Konoha ninja and villagers within their bodies.

"Rumble!"

The air trembled, and the earth groaned. As the Deva Path's "Super! Shinra Tensei" descended, a monstrous, earth-yellow "giant wave" surged across the ground of Konoha.

The giant wave, driven by a massive shockwave, spread in all directions. Wherever it passed, it destroyed everything in its path: houses were shattered, trees were toppled, soil flew into the air, and the screams of countless people were drowned out by the roar.

From beneath the feet of the Deva Path, at the very center of Konoha, a white zone began to expand, revealing the rock layers that had been buried deep beneath the village for who knows how many meters.

It was as if an invisible hand had wiped away everything on the surface of the rock layer.

Everything belonging to Konoha was easily erased by this great hand. Soil, plants, buildings, and streets were all reduced to fragmented debris, pushed by the shockwave like ocean waves, surging in all directions with a thunderous roar until they spilled right out of the gates of Konoha.

Looking down from the sky, the once-solid earth of Konoha seemed to have turned into a vast ocean, and the Shinra Tensei had stirred up a monstrous tsunami at the center of this sea.

Everything within sight was completely destroyed.

When the power of the Shinra Tensei finally subsided, the Konoha ninja crawled out from the bodies of the Katsuyu, trembling, only to find that the once-prosperous Konoha had been reduced to broken walls and ruins.

Amidst the swirling dust, pairs of trembling eyes gazed at the bleak scene before them, filled with profound disbelief.

The Konoha village, known as the strongest in the Shinobi World, had actually been destroyed right before their eyes.

In the midst of the ruins, the pink-haired eldest daughter, as if unable to bear this massive blow, felt her legs go weak and knelt to the ground.

Tears quickly filled her eyes, sliding down her face and splashing onto the ground, drop by drop...

"Naruto! Come back quickly!"

She suddenly let out a painful cry toward the sky, and as if in response to this call:

"Poof!"

A loud bang echoed across the flattened ground of Konoha, and amidst a rising cloud of smoke, several massive shadows emerged.

Standing atop these shadows, stepping on giant summoning creatures, wearing a deep red coat, and carrying a massive scroll, was Naruto Uzumaki, who had returned from his training at Mount Myoboku. This blonde gigolo, who had unlocked a new cheat, had finally returned to the Hidden Leaf Village.

And this was equivalent to telling our protagonist that his dear junior brother had come to send him to his grave.