Shinobi World No. 1.
Spring, Year 46 of Konoha.
The underground altar at the Jashin Cult headquarters, Land of Rain.
Dark red light slowly swirled at the center of the altar, like a sleeping heart. The Evil God's body, composed of shadows and murky purplish-red light, floated above the altar. An unsettling light flickered in the deity's swirling eyes. The deity's voice echoed through the void, neither male nor female, carrying irrepressible excitement.
"My friend, Obito's descent into darkness after the devastating loss of Rin is about to unfold. Aren't you going to watch?"
Toyotomi Yinglang stood below the altar, his moon-white Kariginu particularly striking in the dark red light. He raised his head and looked at the Evil God's distorted figure, a faint curve rising at the corner of his mouth.
"When, exactly?"
"Soon. Within a few months."
The Evil God's body rippled slightly.
"Black Zetsu has everything arranged."
Toyotomi Yinglang nodded.
"Let's go. Let's take a look."
His figure vanished from before the altar.
A hidden underground cave on the border of the Land of Rain.
Black Zetsu emerged from the shadows, his topaz-like eyes flickering slightly. Beside him, the Evil God's body floated in midair, shadows interwoven with murky purplish-red light. Toyotomi Yinglang stood in the center of the cave, his hands behind his back and his gaze resting on Black Zetsu.
"Tell me the situation."
Black Zetsu's shadows rippled slightly.
"Not long ago, one of Kakashi's eyes was slashed by a blade. In his fury, Obito awakened the two-tomoe Sharingan."
Toyotomi Yinglang frowned slightly.
"And then?"
"Then-half of Obito's body was crushed by rocks and earth. He gave one of his Sharingan to Kakashi. Rin Nohara performed the surgery."
Black Zetsu's voice was calm, but carried a hint of barely concealed satisfaction.
"Now, Obito is