Obito: I'll Create a World Where Rin Exists!

Inside the pitch-black cave.

Black Zetsu's final words blasted Obito's mind blank. His body trembled, as if an invisible hand had seized his throat, and his breathing grew ragged.

"Impossible!"

Obito roared, his voice twisted with anger and disbelief.

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

Black Zetsu let Obito clutch his collar, the smile on its divided face undiminished. To Obito, that smile was full of mockery.

"Lord Madara saved them with his own hands. He not only subdued 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 and save Kushina Uzumaki."

Black Zetsu spoke gently, every word piercing Obito's heart like a needle.

"What Kushina has inside her now is the Nine-Tails' Yin Release Chakra. And that newborn baby... heh heh, the Yang Release Nine-Tails is resting safe and sound inside his belly."

Obito's single eye flickered uncertainly. The red Tomoe spun wildly as his chest heaved. He couldn't accept it.

For the sake of "Lord Madara's" ideal, for the sake of bringing "true peace" to this world, he had personally orchestrated the Nine-Tails Incident. He had thought he was in control of everything, the director of this tragedy. Now Black Zetsu was telling him that the "Lord Madara" he worshipped had not only failed to make him a hero, but had become the greatest obstacle to his actions?

And he had so easily undone all of Obito's efforts at the very last moment.

"Why?" Obito's voice was hoarse, full of confusion and pain.

"Why would he do that? Didn't he... didn't he tell me I had to create despair deep enough to make people long for a world under Infinite Tsukuyomi?"

Black Zetsu slipped free of Obito's grip and slowly retreated, keeping a safe distance.

"Perhaps Lord Madara felt the despair you created... wasn't deep enough?" There was a hint of amusement in its voice.

"Not deep enough?" Obito stumbled back a step, swaying as if the entire Kamui Dimension were collapsing before his eyes.

"I gave up so much! I personally took Kushina from the place where she was giving birth, summoned the Nine-Tails, and directed it to attack Konoha! I even defeated Minato-sensei... It was Lord Madara—you—who guided me to do all of this!"

Obito's heart was a mess of emotions: anger, grievance, and confusion surged together like a raging tide, swallowing him whole. For the first time, he felt utterly deceived.

He had always believed Lord Madara was his strongest support, the only ally who could help him realize his ideals. Yet now, at the most critical moment, that ally had personally destroyed his "masterpiece." Obito felt betrayed and toyed with.

"Heh." Black Zetsu chuckled, its voice cold with an air of knowing everything.

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

"Besides, he only asked you to gather the Tailed Beasts and carry out the Eye of the Moon Plan."

Black Zetsu paused, its eyes rolling as it added fuel to the fire.

"But you clearly failed."

"That was Minato-sensei!" Obito gritted his teeth, his Crimson Sharingan bloodshot.

"It's not that I failed! I just..."

"Just went soft?" Black Zetsu's tone sharpened, cutting straight through Obito's lie.

"Or perhaps you never truly abandoned your old bonds? When it came time to kill Namikaze Minato, you hesitated."

"Otherwise, why would Lord Madara have arrived at just the right moment and saved them?"

Black Zetsu pressed him at every turn, its words like poisoned arrows, striking Obito's most secret thoughts with precision. Obito couldn't refute them. At the last moment, he really had hesitated for an instant. Killing his own teacher, Rin's teacher... Even if those bonds were false, it wasn't easy. And Minato-sensei was powerful—he had even turned the tables at the last moment.

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

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

"What did you take me for...?"

"A pawn." Black Zetsu answered, its voice so flat it was almost cruel.

"You've always been one part of Lord Madara's plan. Now your value has become clear."

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

"My value is watching that family of three live happily together? Watching my enemy live on and welcome a new future?!"

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

"Lord Madara means for you to change this rotten world together with him. In return, he'll revive Rin and let her live again in a peaceful world!"

"Rin, really? Is that what Lord Madara said?"

"Yes. As long as you follow Lord Madara, you'll have everything you want!"

"Konoha is quite stable now," Black Zetsu continued, abruptly changing the subject.

"The chaos you created by releasing the Nine-Tails has now been gently guided by Lord Madara into the very outcome he likes best."

"Although Namikaze Minato survived, his authority is already under challenge. Shimura Danzo and Fugaku Uchiha have both become his assistants. Do you think he can control Konoha as firmly as the Third Hokage did?"

Obito stood motionless. Black Zetsu's words were like a knife, peeling back the flesh of his heart layer by layer, exposing the hidden wounds beneath. The cracks he had worked so hard to create had become an opportunity for Konoha to unite, while the "Lord Madara" he trusted had pushed him into the abyss—only to suddenly offer him a glimmer of hope down there. Madara was truly vile!

Only now did he understand what "even more interesting" had meant when "Lord Madara" said it.

"You thought you'd thrown Konoha into chaos, but in reality, you merely set the stage for Lord Madara's grand performance," Black Zetsu said slowly.

"Now, the conflicts within Konoha have come to the surface. The Uchiha Clan, led by Fugaku, is fighting for power. That old man Danzo will be waiting for his chance in the shadows. Even if Namikaze Minato doesn't die, his lack of political experience will leave him overwhelmed."

"And your actions during the Nine-Tails Incident have only made Konoha more wary of the Uchiha than ever. Even if Fugaku takes the position of Hokage Assistant, he'll only face greater pressure and suspicion."

"Your existence has actually put the Uchiha Clan in a better position. They've forged an alliance by relying closely on the Fourth Hokage. You, Obito, are nothing more than a pawn Lord Madara used to advance the relationship between Namikaze Minato and Fugaku Uchiha..."

Every word sent a tremendous wave crashing through Obito's heart. His body began to tremble, an extreme reaction to the fury, humiliation, and despair consuming him. He felt like a clown who had thought himself a master strategist, only to discover he'd been manipulated all along.

His ideals, his hatred, his pain... In "Lord Madara's" eyes, they were all so cheap.

"I won't..." Obito suddenly lifted his head, his bloodshot, crimson eye fixed on Black Zetsu.

"I won't let anyone use me again!"

"I'll go alone, get my revenge, and fulfill my promise to revive Rin and give her a safe world!"

A knowing smile appeared on Black Zetsu's face.

"Then what will you do, Obito? Your Nine-Tails Incident plan has failed completely. Namikaze Minato and Kushina Uzumaki are both alive. And Konoha hasn't descended into the total chaos you imagined."

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

Obito's body stiffened. Revenge... everything he had done was for Rin, to put an end to this world full of lies. Now Black Zetsu was saying it was all a joke.

He couldn't accept that.

"I won't let it become a joke!" Obito's voice was full of determination.

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

He spun around and charged toward the cave's exit.

Black Zetsu watched Obito leave, its mocking smile gradually fading. Its main body fully detached from the ground and floated in the air.

"Master, Obito..."

"Leave him be." Lin Feng's voice sounded beside Black Zetsu, tinged with faint amusement.

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

Lin Feng had returned to the Mizukage Building in Kirigakure using the Flying Thunder God Mark. He stood on the rooftop as the sea breeze swept through his loose black hair.

The system notification sounded in his mind once more.

[Ding! Detected a major shift in core character 'Obito Uchiha's' understanding of the host's identity. Loyalty assessment changed from 'fanatical devotion' to 'deep suspicion,' and he has developed 'a will to rebel'!]

[Successfully overturned the original Naruto's core interaction between 'Uchiha Madara' and 'Obito Uchiha'!]

[Hidden achievement for role-playing mission 'The Director of the Nine-Tails Incident' series completed!]

[Congratulations, host. You have received the following rewards:]

[1. Eye power proficiency +15%! Rinnegan mastery maxed out!]

[2. Special ability—Chakra Balance: When the host's Chakra is depleted, he can instantly convert half of his life force into an equal amount of Chakra and restore his condition.]

[3. Epic item—Resurrection Coin x3: Can fully revive Impure World Reincarnation subjects, restoring them from their current state to their peak.]

Lin Feng absorbed the system's feedback, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

"Convert life force into Chakra?"

He closed his eyes and sensed the newly acquired ability within him. This meant he practically had an inexhaustible supply of Chakra, as long as his body could withstand the cost of using his life force.

This was much more powerful than Hashirama's Sage Body.

As for the "Resurrection Coins"...

It wasn't time to use them yet.

Lin Feng looked toward Kirigakure. Under Kisame's leadership, the village was steadily progressing according to the "Five-Year Industrial Revitalization Plan" he had drawn up. The Kekkei Genkai clans had been guided toward improving people's lives, and the economy was thriving.

His goal was to turn the Ninja World into an entirely new world. A world with rules he created and a system of power he controlled.

And Obito... was nothing more than a whetstone in his hand.

"Black Zetsu." Lin Feng's voice sounded beside it.

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

"Yes, Lord Madara." Black Zetsu's voice was tinged with excitement. It loved toying with people's hearts and stirring up the world.

"Also." Lin Feng's tone grew serious.

"Pass a message to Danzo for me. Tell him that although Namikaze Minato didn't die, this is actually the best opportunity. Konoha seems stable now, but under the surface, currents are stirring."

"Tell him to continue serving as an assistant and keep a close eye on the Hyuga Clan."

"The Hyuga Clan?" Black Zetsu asked, puzzled.

"Yes, the Hyuga Clan." Lin Feng spoke coldly.

"The Fourth Hokage's wife survived, and little Hinata Hyuga is only about four years old now, isn't she? She's still safe and sound in the Hyuga Clan, completely undisturbed." Lin Feng thought to himself.

He remembered that in the original story, when Naruto was four, Kumogakure had tried to kidnap Hinata Hyuga to obtain the Byakugan. And at that time, the Fourth Hokage wasn't Namikaze Minato.

Now, with Namikaze Minato, the "living hero," sitting in the Hokage Position, would Kumogakure still dare to act recklessly?

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

"Let Konoha experience for itself the price of 'peace.'" Lin Feng's lips curled into a smile.

"If Kumogakure really covets a Kekkei Genkai and decides to strike in Konoha, while our Fourth Hokage, Namikaze Minato, has to contend with the daimyo and the council... that would make for quite a spectacle."

Black Zetsu's face showed that it understood. It knew what Lin Feng meant. This was the "extra push" he had mentioned.

He didn't just want to stir up trouble inside Konoha; he also wanted to put pressure on it from the outside and make Namikaze Minato, the Hokage who had been "saved," experience firsthand how difficult it was to maintain the "peace" he had envisioned.

And this situation, with threats both within and without, was the perfect opportunity for Danzo and Fugaku to expand their influence further.

Lin Feng intended to trap the entire Konoha High Command in an inescapable vicious cycle.

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

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

Black Zetsu's body suddenly froze. Orochimaru? The madman of Forbidden Jutsu Research?

"Lord Madara, why are you looking for him?" Black Zetsu had a vague sense that Lin Feng's ambitions were growing ever more far-reaching.

"His research is quite interesting." Lin Feng's voice was calm, though a hint of curiosity slipped through.

"Especially that... Impure World Reincarnation technique."

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

"I know he should still be in Konoha now, but he'll leave before long. Keep an eye on him. He has something I need."

Lin Feng thought of something. He needed more amusements to bring greater bloodshed to the Ninja World, and Orochimaru was undoubtedly the best person to make use of.

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

Black Zetsu accepted the order, sank back into the ground, and disappeared.

Lin Feng stood alone on the rooftop. The wind caught his robes, making them snap. His deep gaze stretched toward Konoha in the distance.

His game had now begun to take shape. What surprises Obito might unleash in his fury, Konoha struggling amid internal strife, and the Akatsuki moving toward its proper course under Nagato's guidance...

He, Uchiha Madara, had never wanted simple destruction. What he wanted was...

To reshape this pitiful world.

He would make everyone understand that in the face of absolute power, advanced civilization, and a superior system, the concept of the Five Great Nations had reached the end of its place in history. It might take a very long time, but history rolled onward, and one day, it would come to pass!

"Uzumaki Naruto..." Lin Feng murmured. He thought of the baby in the swaddling clothes, with half of the Nine-Tails sleeping inside him.

"You, child of destiny, had better not disappoint me."

He turned his gaze from Konoha and looked toward the distant Land of Lightning. Another dangerous and powerful Jinchuriki of a Tailed Beast was there.

The Eight-Tails Jinchuriki.

Lin Feng's lips curled with amusement.

Perhaps he should go see whether those "youngsters" were carrying out the task he'd assigned them properly.

The space around him began to distort again, and a blurred, spiral-shaped region slowly widened. Lin Feng's figure was about to disappear once more.

Just before he vanished completely into the spatial vortex, a tall man carrying a bizarre greatsword appeared at the edge of the rooftop.

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