Gaara had actually wanted to resist. After all, the person before him had destroyed his village, but...
He suddenly remembered something. Huh, had anyone in the village ever treated him kindly?
As he prepared to strike, in the instant before he would be reduced to a bloody mist, memories flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern. He carefully examined the past ten-odd years of his life.
He abruptly realized something.
Sunagakure did not seem worth dying for. His father had isolated him, treating him as a tool whose life and death he could control at will. The villagers feared him, always avoided him, and treated him like a monster.
Only his siblings were still willing to offer him some care, allowing him to socialize like a person.
With that thought, he abandoned the World Line in which he was reduced to a bloody mist and calmly accepted a completely different life instead.
"Do you intend to dispose of Iwagakure the way you destroyed Sunagakure?"
Gaara could not help asking.
"Not quite the same way. After all, I don't need the Shinigami's assistance, whereas without Shinigami, destroying any country would be unrealistic for them."
Lu You gave an objective assessment.
Although Sasori of the Red Sands claimed he could suppress and destroy a country, that only meant a tiny nation. The resources of a true great nation's shinobi village were far beyond anything they could shake.
Take Sunagakure, for example. Even if Sasori and Pakura joined forces, they could not overcome an army of several thousand Sunagakure shinobi.
"You alone?"
Gaara was shocked.
"Sometimes, being alone is actually more convenient. You're still young. You'll understand someday.
"Keep working hard and striving forward. Once you become a captain, you can continue benefiting this land."
Lu You smiled and beckoned, signaling for