Impure World Reincarnation: Complete Release, the Progenitor of Chakra, Kaguya, Descends!

There was no smoke, no slaughter.

Drip. Water dripped down. Kabuto stood there, panting, surrounded by the dilapidated orphanage in the Hidden Leaf. A peeling wooden sign hung above the entrance, while several blurry children ran through the yard.

A gentle woman wearing round glasses turned around, a medical kit in her hands. It was Yakushi Nonō.

"Who are you?" Her eyes were filled with complete unfamiliarity.

Those three words had pushed Kabuto into the abyss countless times. It was because of that look that he had stolen Orochimaru's flesh and blood, seized other people's ninjutsu, stitched the cells of all kinds of powerful beings onto himself, and desperately tried to prove his existence to the world.

Kabuto instinctively wanted to run, to use the Chakra Scalpel to tear apart this illusion.

But to his horror, he discovered that no matter how he ran, as long as he did not answer that question, the scene around him would collapse with a crash before resetting to this moment once more.

Nonō still stood there, gentle yet unfamiliar. "Who are you?"

After who knew how many thousands, tens of thousands of loops, Kabuto finally grew tired.

The snake markings on his face gradually faded, and the grotesque lumps of stitched flesh on his abdomen vanished with them. He did not use any ninjutsu. He merely stood there woodenly.

"Who am I..." Kabuto muttered softly, reaching up to touch the glasses on the bridge of his nose. Orochimaru had not given these to him. They were the only keepsake the director had left him.

"I'm not Orochimaru's replacement, nor am I anyone's shadow." Kabuto's knees buckled, and he fell to the ground. Tears splashed into the dirt without warning. "My name is Kabuto Yakushi. I'm an orphan picked up from the battlefield. I'm