People were like that. Once they encountered something beyond their understanding, they desperately searched for all kinds of explanations, trying to cling to their so-called "truth," unaware that truth itself was constantly changing.
Looking at Kabuto now, Shin could not even be bothered to explain. He could think whatever he wanted. Still, that strike just now had not been easy for Shin either. Deep within his eyes, a long sword overlapping illusion and reality slowly vanished.
After a while, Kabuto stood back up, his expression barely returning to normal. His Sage Mode naturally dissipated, and he picked up and put on his red robe again.
He said quietly, "God of Time and Space, what exactly are you trying to do?"
Shin chuckled. "I don't want to do anything. I merely came to see an old friend. But since you wanted to fight me, I naturally granted your wish and let you see that kind of future."
"..."
Kabuto fell silent. After a moment, he said, "I see. So you don't care that I used Impure World Reincarnation to summon Uchiha Madara."
Shin gave him a meaningful look and smiled inscrutably. "Care? Why would I care about something like that? In the end, your limits are only this much. Even if you inherited Orochimaru's cells, you are still ultimately a mortal."
Kabuto did not speak to refute him. He now held a faint sense of fear toward Shin. The less he said, the better.
Shin did not pay him any mind and instead looked up. "Obito, it's time for you to come down."
Kabuto adjusted his glasses and muttered, "That masked man is Obito Uchiha? No wonder. That explains everything. Still, I never expected him to be saved even under circumstances where he should have certainly died. What a surprise. No