After all, someone like this was a venomous snake lurking in the shadows. There was no telling when he might turn around and bite you!
"Toneri, with your breadth of vision, you should understand that things never quite go as one wishes. They cannot remain splendid and perfect forever. Cracks will always appear somewhere, in some place. If I fail, it will only prove one thing: Sasuke's wind is about to rise~"
Orochimaru fell silent briefly at those words, then spoke with a sigh, anticipation flickering in his eyes.
Yes, how could he not understand? Sasuke was growing far too quickly, and his current body truly would not hold out much longer.
But reincarnating into Sasuke's body was an obsession of his. As for whether he would succeed, even he genuinely could not be certain. ...
But did that matter?
Success and failure had always gone hand in hand. One wrong step could change the outcome.
Orochimaru had his own considerations, ones ordinary people could not understand.
"As expected of you, Mr. Orochimaru." Otsutsuki Toneri frowned slightly before relaxing his brow, giving Orochimaru a long look.
This man truly had a frightening breadth of vision. Such things were easy to say, but how many people could actually do them and accept the outcome?
"If you had a good bloodline, Mr. Orochimaru, I imagine you would make an excellent opponent." Otsutsuki Toneri could not help chuckling. Orochimaru really was a pity.
Intellect, vision, ambition-he lacked none of them. Yet he lacked the most important thing: strength! Born an insignificant commoner, he could only bring his own strength to its current level.
"Hehehe... Don't tease me, Toneri. Such is fate, I suppose." Orochimaru paused at those words, then shook his head.
He did not find it particularly regrettable. What interested him most