A month later.
Torrential rain poured down, black flames soared into the sky.
"This is the last time, Sasuke."
Though Wuye could not hear the voice, from ten kilometers away, he still caught the shape of Itachi Uchiha's lips as he spoke those words with his Byakugan.
He did not move too close, because he needed to confirm what White Zetsu and Obito were doing, and whether they would appear.
But he did not see the black-and-white Zetsu that resembled a pitcher plant from his memories. There was only a White Zetsu.
It carried away the unconscious Sasuke and Itachi Uchiha together.
Wuye tracked it from afar until he saw White Zetsu burrow underground. Then the masked Obito appeared.
Not long after.
"You're awake..."
Facing the awakened Sasuke, Obito stood in the shadows, silently putting on airs.
"Ah!"
Sasuke abruptly sat up, drenched in sweat. "You... who are you...?"
The masked Obito lowered his voice and said solemnly, "Uchiha... Madara."
Sasuke's eyes widened slightly. "The legendary ancestor of the Uchiha Clan? Madara Uchiha?"
The masked Obito said nothing, continuing to put on airs.
"Did you bring me here? Where's Itachi? Are you with him?" Sasuke demanded in quick succession.
The masked Obito stepped out of the shadows and into his line of sight.
Sasuke's left eye suddenly spun, taking on the shape of Itachi Uchiha's Mangekyō Sharingan.
"Amaterasu!"
The flames of Amaterasu instantly blazed across the masked Obito's body.
"Ah..."
Obito gave a token cry, then used the ultimate clothing-shedding technique to escape the "strongest physical attack."
"I never expected Itachi to be so wary of me. Even in death, he left a Transcription Seal in your eye to deal with me..." Obito said.
Sasuke clutched his bleeding left eye, panting heavily. "What... what exactly is going on?!"
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