Land of Rain, Amegakure.
This was a unique and mysterious place, shrouded in drizzle year-round, as though time itself slowed here. The Land of Rain occupied an exceptionally strategic location at the intersection of the Land of Fire, Land of Wind, and Land of Earth, making it the center of conflict in the ninja world.
Whenever a great ninja war erupted, this land became a vortex of flames, enduring endless devastation and pain.
The smoke of battle filled the air. Ninja struggled between life and death, while civilians found survival increasingly difficult amid the chaos of war.
The villagers here often lived in fear and unease, unable to compare with the prosperity of the Five Great Nations. They longed for peace, yet lacked the power to change their fate, and could only silently endure it all beneath the rain.
Akatsuki's headquarters was spacious, but the air was thick with tension.
Several Akatsuki members stood in a line, their expressions varied, seemingly preparing for some important plan.
At this point, Akatsuki had yet to attain the strength it would possess in the future. Present were Hidan, Kakuzu, Konan, Orochimaru, Biwa Juzo, and their leader, Pain.
Pain frowned slightly, his tone steady and firm. "Intelligence indicates that Uchiha Feng is not a true ninja. His relationship with Konoha's upper ranks is rather cold, and he seems to be someone who puts his clan first. More troublesome still, the Two-Tails is now in his hands. We must find him as soon as possible and obtain the Two-Tails."
After hearing this, Hidan wore an arrogant grin and said excitedly, "Let Kakuzu and me go! A little brat like that will be easy for us to handle!"
Just then, a man dressed in a black cloak patterned with red clouds slowly stepped out from the