Obito: I Will Create a World with Rin!

Inside a pitch-black cave.

Obito's mind went blank at Black Zetsu's final words. His body trembled, as if his neck had been gripped by an invisible hand, his breathing growing heavy.

"Impossible!"

Obito roared, his voice distorted by rage and disbelief.

"How could Madara save them! Wasn't he supposed to guide me, to have me change this false world with my own hands?!"

Black Zetsu let Obito grab his collar, its yin-yang face showing no decrease in its smile. To Obito, this smile was filled with mockery.

"Madara saved them with his own hands. He not only suppressed the Nine-Tails but also stopped Namikaze Minato from using the Dead Demon Consuming Seal. He even taught Minato how to perfectly split the Nine-Tails in two, saving Kushina Uzumaki."

Black Zetsu's tone was gentle, each word piercing Obito's heart like a needle.

"Kushina now carries the Nine-Tails' yin chakra. As for that newborn infant... hehe, the yang chakra Nine-Tails is now safely nestled inside him."

Obito's single eye flickered, the red tomoe spinning violently. His chest heaved, unable to accept this reality.

For "Madara's" ideal, to bring "true peace" to this world, he had personally orchestrated the Nine-Tails Incident. He thought he controlled everything, that he was the director of this tragedy. Now, Black Zetsu told him that the "Madara" he worshipped had not only failed to make him a hero but had become the biggest obstacle to his actions?

Moreover, he had undone all his efforts so easily, at the last moment.

"Why?" Obito's voice was hoarse, filled with confusion and pain.

"Why did he do this? Didn't he... didn't he tell me that one needed to create despair deep enough for people to crave a world of the Infinite Tsukuyomi?"

Black Zetsu broke free from Obito's grip, slowly retreating to a safe distance.

"Perhaps Madara felt the despair you created... wasn't deep enough?" it asked with a hint of playfulness.

"Not deep enough?" Obito stumbled back, swaying as if the entire Kamui dimension was collapsing before his eyes.

"I sacrificed so much! I personally took Kushina from the delivery site, I summoned the Nine-Tails, I guided it to attack Konoha! I even defeated Teacher Minato... It was Madara, it was you, who guided me to do this!"

A mix of emotions surged through Obito—anger, grievance, and confusion—swallowing him like a raging tide. He even felt an unprecedented sense of being toyed with.

He had always firmly believed that Madara was his strongest backing, his only ally in achieving his ideals. Now, this ally had personally destroyed his "masterpiece" at his critical moment. This made Obito feel betrayed and manipulated.

"Heh," Black Zetsu chuckled, its tone indifferent, as if it saw through everything.

"Madara never promised to follow your script. He only told you to use power to change this world."

"Besides, he just wanted you to collect the tailed beasts to achieve the Eye of the Moon plan."

Black Zetsu paused, its eyes darting, adding fuel to the fire.

"But clearly, you failed."

"That was Teacher Minato!" Obito gritted his teeth, his scarlet Sharingan bloodshot.

"I didn't fail! I just..."

"Just got soft?" Black Zetsu's tone sharpened, directly exposing Obito's lie.

"Or perhaps, you ultimately didn't completely abandon your past bonds? When you were about to kill Namikaze Minato, you hesitated."

"Otherwise, how could Madara have arrived just in time and saved them?"

Black Zetsu pressed on, its words like poisoned arrows, precisely striking Obito's most hidden thoughts. Obito couldn't refute it. At the last moment, he had indeed hesitated for a fleeting moment. Killing his teacher, the teacher of Rin... even if it was just a false bond, it wasn't easy. Moreover, Teacher Minato was powerful, even managing a comeback at the last moment.

Obito threw his head back and let out a desperate, furious roar that echoed through the vast Kamui dimension.

"Madara..." he whispered the name, filled with the pain of betrayal and the humiliation of being toyed with.

"What do you take me for..."

"A pawn," Black Zetsu replied, its voice flat, almost cruel.

"You were always a piece in Madara's plan. Now, your value has been realized."

"Value?" Obito clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms.

"My value is to watch their family of three live happily ever after? To watch my enemy live and welcome a new future?!"

"Oh, no," Black Zetsu shook its head.

"Madara's intention was for you to change this rotten world with him, and in return, he would revive Rin, letting her live again in a peaceful world!"

"Rin, really? Did Madara say that?"

"Yes, as long as you follow Madara's footsteps, you will have everything you desire!"

"Konoha is stable now," Black Zetsu's tone shifted, as if changing the subject.

"The chaos you created by releasing the Nine-Tails has now been guided by Madara into the outcome he loves most."

"Although Namikaze Minato survived, his power is now challenged. Shimura Danzo and Fugaku Uchiha have both become his advisors. Do you think he can still firmly control Konoha like the Third Hokage used to?"

Obito stood frozen. Black Zetsu's words were like a knife, peeling away layers of his innermost flesh, exposing hidden wounds to the air. The cracks he had painstakingly created had become an opportunity for Konoha's unity, and the "Madara" he trusted had pushed him into the abyss, only to suddenly offer a glimmer of hope within it. Madara was truly malicious!

Only now did he understand what "Madara" meant by "more interesting."

"You thought you had thrown Konoha into chaos, but in reality, you were merely paving the way for Madara's grand play," Black Zetsu said slowly.

"Now, the internal conflicts within Konoha have surfaced. The Uchiha clan, under Fugaku's leadership, is vying for power. That old guy Danzo will be waiting for his chance in the shadows. Even if Namikaze Minato survives, without political experience, he will be overwhelmed."

"And your actions during the Nine-Tails Incident have instead heightened Konoha's vigilance towards the Uchiha. Even if Fugaku takes the position of Hokage advisor, he will only bear greater pressure and scrutiny."

"Your existence has actually put the Uchiha clan in a better position, forming an alliance closely with the Fourth Hokage. You, Obito, are merely a pawn used by Lord Madara to advance the relationship between Minato Namikaze and Fugaku Uchiha..."

Every word struck Obito's heart like a colossal tidal wave. His body began to tremble, an extreme reaction driven by rage, humiliation, and despair. He felt like a clown, believing he was in control, only to discover he had been toyed with all along.

His ideals, his hatred, his pain... all so cheap in the face of "Lord Madara."

"I won't..." Obito suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot Sharingan glaring directly at Black Zetsu.

"I will no longer be used by anyone!"

"I will go alone, to seek revenge and fulfill my promise to revive Rin, to give her a world of safety!"

Black Zetsu wore a knowing smile.

"So, what do you intend to do, Obito? Your Nine-Tails Incident plan has utterly failed. Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki are both alive. Konoha has not fallen into complete chaos as you imagined."

It leaned closer to Obito and whispered, "Your 'revenge' now looks like nothing more than a joke."

Obito's body stiffened. Revenge... everything he did was for Rin, to end this world of falsehoods. Now, Black Zetsu claimed it was a joke.

He couldn't accept it.

"I won't let it become a joke!" Obito's voice was filled with resolve.

"Lord Madara... since he wants to watch the show, then I'll put on an even bigger one for him!"

He abruptly turned and rushed towards the cave's exit.

Black Zetsu watched Obito leave, the mocking smile on its face gradually fading. Its main body detached completely from the ground, hovering in the air.

"My Lord, Obito he..."

"No need to concern yourself," Lin Feng's voice echoed in Black Zetsu's mind, tinged with a hint of amusement.

"He's just a beast that has lost its way. Let him cause trouble. Only by constantly hitting walls will he truly realize that my path is the only truth."

Lin Feng had already returned to the Mizukage Building in Kirigakure Village via a Flying Raijin tag. He stood on the rooftop, the sea breeze rustling his loose black hair.

A system prompt sounded in his mind once more.

[Ding! Detected that core character 'Obito Uchiha' has a significant deviation in his perception of the host's identity. Loyalty judgment has shifted from 'fanatical follower' to 'deep questioning' and has generated 'will to resist'!]

[Successfully subverted the core interaction mode between 'Uchiha Madara' and 'Obito Uchiha' in the original Naruto!]

[Role-playing mission 'Director of the Nine-Tails Incident' series hidden achievement unlocked!]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the rewards:]

[1. Dojutsu Proficiency +15%! Rinnegan Control Max Level!]

[2. Special Ability - Chakra: Scale: When the host's chakra is depleted, they can instantly convert half of their life force into an equivalent amount of chakra, restoring their own state.]

[3. Epic Item - Resurrection Coin x3: Can fully revive those under Impure World Reincarnation, restoring them to their peak condition based on their current state.]

Lin Feng received the system's feedback, a satisfied smile gracing his face.

"Life force converted into chakra?"

He closed his eyes, sensing the newly acquired ability within him. This meant he possessed nearly inexhaustible chakra, as long as his body could withstand the drain on his life force.

This was far more potent than Hashirama's Sage Body.

As for the "Resurrection Coins"...

It wasn't time to use them yet.

Lin Feng looked towards Kirigakure Village. Currently, under Kisame's leadership, Kirigakure Village was developing methodically according to his "Five-Year Industrial Revitalization Plan." The power of bloodline limit clans was being channeled into civilian construction, and the economy was booming.

What he intended to do was transform the ninja world into an entirely new one. A world with rules set by him, a power system controlled by him.

And Obito... he was merely a whetstone in his hand.

"Black Zetsu," Lin Feng's voice echoed in Black Zetsu's mind.

"Tell Nagato he can cooperate with Obito's actions to a certain extent. Since Obito is in such a hurry to change the world, give him a little help to kickstart the next chapter of the story!"

"Yes, Lord Madara," Black Zetsu's voice held a hint of excitement. It relished this feeling of manipulating hearts and stirring up the world.

"Also," Lin Feng's tone deepened.

"Relay a message to Danzo for me. Tell him that although Minato Namikaze is not dead, this is precisely the best opportunity. Konoha, while seemingly stable, is actually rife with undercurrents."

"Have him continue his assistance and closely monitor the movements of the Hyuga clan."

"The Hyuga clan?" Black Zetsu sounded puzzled.

"Yes, the Hyuga clan," Lin Feng said coldly.

"The Fourth Hokage's wife survived, and that little girl Hinata Hyuga is only about four years old now. She's still safely within the Hyuga compound, undisturbed." Lin Feng mused internally.

He recalled that in the original story, when Naruto was four, Kumogakure Village had attempted to kidnap Hinata Hyuga to obtain the Byakugan. At that time, the Fourth Hokage was not Minato Namikaze.

Now, with Minato Namikaze, the "living hero," holding the position of Hokage, would Kumogakure Village still dare to act rashly?

"Lord Madara, what do you mean?" Black Zetsu asked, confused.

"Let Konoha experience for itself the price of 'peace'," Lin Feng's lips curved into a slight arc.

"If Kumogakure Village truly covets bloodline limits and decides to make a move on Konoha, and our Fourth Hokage Minato Namikaze has to contend with the Daimyo and the council... that scene will surely be very interesting."

Black Zetsu's face showed understanding. It understood Lin Feng's meaning. This was what Lin Feng called "adding fuel to the fire."

He not only wanted to disrupt Konoha internally but also to exert pressure on Konoha from the outside, making Namikaze Minato, the Hokage who was "rescued" back, personally experience how difficult it was to maintain the "peace" he envisioned.

This situation of internal and external troubles was precisely the best opportunity for Danzo and Fugaku to further expand their influence.

Lin Feng intended to plunge the entire Konoha leadership into an unsolvable vicious cycle.

"I have another task for you," Lin Feng said to Black Zetsu.

"Find someone for me. His name is—Orochimaru."

Black Zetsu's form suddenly froze. Orochimaru? That madman who researched forbidden jutsu?

"Lord Madara, what do you need him for?" Black Zetsu vaguely felt that Lin Feng's goals were becoming increasingly profound.

"His research is very interesting," Lin Feng's voice was calm, but it couldn't hide a hint of curiosity.

"Especially that... Impure World Reincarnation jutsu."

Black Zetsu's pupils contracted. Impure World Reincarnation. That was the Second Hokage Senju Tobirama's forbidden jutsu, capable of binding the souls of the dead to the living world.

"I know he should still be in Konoha now, but he will leave Konoha soon. Keep an eye on him. He has something I need."

Lin Feng thought of something; he needed more fun to bring more bloodshed to the ninja world, and Orochimaru was undoubtedly the best person to exploit.

My dear Lord Orochimaru, I hope you can live a little longer.

Black Zetsu accepted the order, its form sinking into the ground again, disappearing.

Lin Feng stood alone on the rooftop of a tall building. The wind blew his robes, making them flutter. His gaze was deep, looking towards Konoha.

Now, his game had begun to unfold. What surprises could Obito unleash in his rage, Konoha struggling in internal strife, and the Akatsuki organization also moving in the right direction under Nagato's guidance.

He, Uchiha Madara, had never sought simple destruction. Instead...

He wanted to reshape this sorrowful world.

He wanted to make everyone understand that in the face of absolute power, advanced civilization, and superior systems, the concept of the Five Great Nations was time to exit the historical stage. Although it might take a considerable amount of time, the wheels of history rolled forward, and it would eventually be realized!

"Uzumaki Naruto..." Lin Feng whispered to himself. He thought of the infant in the swaddling clothes, with half of the Nine-Tails dormant within him.

"You child of destiny, don't disappoint me."

He withdrew his gaze and looked towards the distant Land of Lightning. In that place, there was another dangerous and powerful Tailed Beast Jinchuriki.

The Eight-Tails Jinchuriki.

Lin Feng's lips curled into a playful smile.

Perhaps, he should go and see if those "juniors" were properly completing the tasks he had set for them.

The space around his body began to distort again, and a vortex-like blurred area gradually expanded. Lin Feng's figure was about to disappear again.

Just as he was about to completely disappear into the spatial vortex, a tall man, carrying a strange large sword, appeared at the edge of the rooftop.

"Lord Madara, where are you going?" Kisame's voice carried its usual hoarseness and excitement.