In a forest along a certain country's border, a rogue ninja was fighting a ninja wearing an Akatsuki cloak.
The rogue ninja was fairly capable, at least strong enough to qualify as an A-rank rogue ninja.
An A-rank rogue ninja did not sound as formidable as an S-Rank Rogue Ninja-and in fact, was not-but across the shinobi world, that still made him a ninja with some real ability.
After all, S-rank rogue ninjas were not cabbages by the roadside, something you could stumble across anywhere.
Facing the rogue ninja's relentless attacks, Obito showed no fear whatsoever. He walked toward his opponent as casually as if he were taking a stroll.
"Damn it, what the hell kind of ninjutsu is this? Why don't my attacks do anything to him?"
"Stop struggling. Any resistance is futile before me."
Watching the masked figure close in on him step by step, the rogue ninja abandoned any thought of fighting back. He turned and ran.
But the moment he turned around, the Masked Man who had just been behind him appeared right in front of him.
He turned another way, only for the man to appear there too.
He felt as though he was going mad. No matter which way he ran, the Masked Man came slowly toward him from every direction.
And there was nothing he could do but watch helplessly as the man drew closer, one step at a time.
"Asobiwa~ Kokokomadeta! (The game ends here!)"
As Obito pressed a hand onto the man's head, his Sharingan activated.
"Aaargh!"
The genjutsu took effect, and the man beneath his hand instantly lost consciousness.
When Obito released him, the man bowed to him with utmost respect.
"All right, go join the Akatsuki. I've already told you how. Remember, don't expose the connection between us."
"Yes."