The Parallel Ninja World.
In the forest outside Konoha.
These woods were less than three kilometers from Konoha's barrier.
The enormous puppet eagle landed.
Kabuto Yakushi took out a scroll, and the giant eagle vanished in a puff of white smoke.
Sasuke Uchiha stood on a thick tree trunk.
His scarlet Three-Tomoe Sharingan stared fixedly at the brightly lit Konoha in the distance.
"I'm going to the Uchiha."
Sasuke's voice was cold as ice.
Blue Lightning Release chakra flickered faintly around him, distorting the air surrounding his body.
It was pure killing intent.
He had grown up in that bright, hopeful Empire and had never known what it meant for his clan to face a crisis.
But ever since that Sunagakure Jonin had revealed information about this world...
Sasuke had been on the verge of losing his mind.
The Uchiha's situation in this world had to be dire.
He could hardly wait to charge into the Uchiha Grounds, grab this world's Fugaku Uchiha, and demand answers.
Why were they still putting up with this?
Why didn't they chop up that old bastard Sarutobi Hiruzen and feed him to the dogs?
"Calm down."
"If you charge straight in now..."
"You'll accomplish nothing except alerting Konoha High Command."
"Don't forget."
"It's year 56 of Konoha."
"This world's Konoha never had His Majesty Chiba purge those rats."
"That hypocritical old fox Sarutobi Hiruzen is still the Hokage."
"And Danzo's Root is still lurking in the shadows, baring its fangs."
At that point...
Shikamaru raised a hand and pointed toward Konoha.
"Do you really think..."
"The Uchiha Grounds are some unguarded backyard right now?"
"The moment you set foot in the Uchiha Grounds, you'll alert the Anbu. Root might even come after you!"
At Shikamaru's words...
Sasuke gritted his teeth, his clenched fists cracking.