The Evil God Descends

Kamilla was completely enveloped in dense black-and-red energy, like a cocoon of light. The earth-shaking aura made Obito's expression turn grave.

This boss is pretty damn tough... If I screw this up, I'll look like an idiot. I'd better not get cocky. Laying low and building up my strength is still the way to go.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Three kunai with Explosive Tags attached flew toward Kamilla.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The energy cocoon shook violently under the explosions, then suddenly contracted. All fluctuations in its energy vanished.

A completely transformed Kamilla slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were as dazzling as rubies, with golden vertical pupils at their centers.

Her long brown hair had turned white, and her delicate features had changed dramatically. Her bright red lips made her look even more alluring. A pair of black, batlike wings stretched from her back, and two curved horns rose from her head...

She wore a black Gothic miniskirt, a backless top, and black leather boots.

Her snow-white back and smooth thighs glistened... The sight made Obito's vision swim. He felt as if he'd wandered into the wrong show. With an outfit like that, shouldn't she have a little whip to go with it?

The only flaw was that she was completely flat.

"Those who defile the gods must die!"

Kamilla vanished from Obito's sight in a flash. She was too fast!

Obito tried to track her movements with his Mangekyō Sharingan. There!

Obito spun around and threw a heavy punch, his fist wrapped in chakra flames, toward his rear right. It missed!

She was too fast! Kamilla seemed to have become the very embodiment of speed!

At that extreme speed, she didn't even cast a shadow!

"You're too slow!"

Her voice seemed to come from every direction.

"This is the power of a god! Mortal, you have defiled the gods. Die!"

Obito felt a gust of wind pass through his body... Clearly, she had already struck him once.

"Hmm?"

Kamilla could no longer be called Kamilla. Evil God was a more fitting name. But possessing Kamilla's body came with limitations: it could only hold out for five minutes before falling apart!

"Is this the power of space?"

"Mortal, submit to me, and I shall grant you eternal life," the Evil God said.

"What the hell are you? You really think you're a god?" Obito mocked.

If Obito had been a little panicked at first, most of his fear had faded by now. In the Naruto World, Kaguya had ruled until she was sealed away. After that came the Sage of Six Paths, then the Warring States period, and finally the age of the shinobi villages.

He didn't know when the Death God and the Evil God had appeared, but they shouldn't be stronger than Kaguya.

"Unforgivable!"

Obito stood still as he felt his body being attacked again and again. How could he turn this around?

He didn't know whether Ryujin Jakka could kill her once released, but its destruction would be too great. They were fighting close to a town, and if he released his Zanpakuto, the people there would probably be doomed.

If she kept attacking in her current state for five minutes, she'd be able to hurt him. At that point, he'd have no choice but to stop worrying about collateral damage...

"What's going on with this human?"

Seeing Obito stand there, arms folded and utterly composed, the Evil God began to panic...

A little over a thousand years ago, she had come to this planet aboard a meteorite.

Her people fed on blood, and every member awakened their bloodline power at the age of eighteen.

The power she awakened was extreme speed.

This world was far better than the one she had been born in. There was food everywhere! The fresh blood of chaste women was so sweet and delicious.

Then, one day, she met a white-haired woman who always called herself "this widow"!

After a brutal battle, her body was shattered, and her broken body and soul were sealed in various places.

Over the past thousand years, she had constantly tempted humans into sacrificing blood for her, restoring some of her strength. And that annoying white-haired woman was gone!

She had been getting ready to make it big, only to run into a freak the first time she descended! He could ignore attacks? He could hit her, but she couldn't hit him? Wasn't that just plain cheating?

She couldn't hold out much longer... Cracks had begun to spread across Kamilla's snow-white skin. Bright red blood flowed like molten lava.

"Four minutes!" Obito kept track of the time, and from the look of her, she was clearly nearing her limit.

"Damn it, I can't keep this up! Kamilla's body is still too weak. I can only use thirty percent of my power! If I could use that man as a vessel, I could unleash at least ninety percent!"

"Mortal, you have earned the right to tell me your name." The Evil God stopped attacking and stood some distance from Obito.

Obito immediately used his Mangekyō Sharingan to reset the cooldown on his Hollowfication... Now he wasn't worried at all.

"You're just a powerful person, that's all. Stop pretending to be a god," Obito said, refusing to back down.

"I will remember you! You are worthy of becoming my vessel. Stay alive!"

With a bang, Kamilla's body, now covered in cracks, suddenly burst apart and became a mass of blood that lunged at Obito!

"Damn, what a sneaky bastard..." Obito hurriedly tried to Hollowfy, but to his horror, it didn't work!

His tried-and-true Hollowfication couldn't evade the attack. Obito was enveloped by the blood, and his body felt bound. He could smell a sickly-sweet scent as he watched the blood gather on the left side of his neck.

"Mortal, I grant you an undying body! I'll take your shell!"

As soon as the voice faded, Obito regained control of his body. He touched his neck and felt a slight burning sensation.

"Damn it, I got way too cocky this time..."

Obito felt frustrated. In the six or seven years since he'd crossed over, everything had gone too smoothly. With his knowledge of the Naruto World's plot and its characters' personalities, plus the abilities he'd drawn from the cards, he'd been thriving.

He'd thought that as long as he didn't run into Kaguya, he could do whatever he wanted in this world!

He hadn't expected to get caught off guard. The Evil God was so strong, so the Death God must be powerful too—at the very least, on Kaguya's level.

He'd made the mistake of assuming that just because Kaguya was the highest ruler of the shinobi world in the anime, she had to be the strongest. Maybe the others just preferred to keep a low profile!

"I need to draw more cards! I have to get stronger as soon as possible!" Obito reflected on his mistake, recognized it, and resolved to correct it. Then he could keep moving forward!

What if he drew Pangu? Who cared about the Evil God or the Death God? One world-splitting strike from him, and they'd both be finished!

After indulging in a little wishful thinking, Obito regained his confidence. He used Kamui to return to Konoha. It was time to pick Tsunade up after work.

In an unknown valley, there was an inconspicuous cave. The Evil God's head had been sealed there... No, she lived there in seclusion!

A girl who looked to be only around ten tossed the wooden doll in her hands, now shattered into pieces, into a trash heap. The name Kamilla could just barely be made out among the doll's fragments. Every doll in the heap had a name. They belonged to the God Messengers who had died over the past thousand years.

Hmm... I was too impulsive. I used up half the energy I'd accumulated over a thousand years... But there's a kind of energy in his body. If I can get my hands on his body and obtain that power, I'll surely surpass the version of me from a thousand years ago and become a true god!