"What? Obito Uchiha?"
When Tobirama the Wanderer heard Naruto mention the Konoha missing-nin, he was utterly shocked. His brows furrowed deeply, and his voice even became louder. It seemed that the appearance of the name Obito Uchiha had caused this once cold-blooded man to lose his composure and become like this.
Seeing Tobirama the Wanderer's expression, Naruto raised an eyebrow and realized that something was wrong. Simply mentioning Obito Uchiha's name was enough to elicit such a reaction from Tobirama the Wanderer.
"Senior, why are you reacting so strongly? Could it be that you also know this guy Obito Uchiha?"
Instead of answering Naruto's question, Tobirama the Wanderer continued to ask him what he wanted to know.
"Youngster, let me ask you, did you come to this world by accident, or did you come here because you were chasing that guy named Obito Uchiha? So, that Obito Uchiha, like you, came to this world while still alive."
Even Naruto, who might be a bit slow on the uptake, would realize something was wrong. Since Tobirama the Wanderer had said this, it seemed there was another Obito, Obito the Wanderer, existing in the Wanderer World. If the Obito they were chasing disappeared, could it be that he went to find that Obito the Wanderer? What would happen if the Obito from both worlds met?
Just thinking about it, Naruto felt that things would be very interesting. After all, if the Obito the Wanderer existed, what about the Rin the Wanderer? Would she also exist? Two Obito and one Rin, what would happen? It's hard to guess!
Unlike Naruto's mischievous humor, Tobirama the Wanderer, seeing Naruto's reaction, could more or less guess what was going on. He was reincarnated after death, but what about Obito the Wanderer? What was going on? He had just heard this brat say that the person he was chasing was Obito Uchiha. Hmm, what exactly is going on in this world?
Some people are reincarnated into this world after death, but some people retain their previous memories, while others do not. Some people are even born into this world while still alive.
Just as Tobirama the Wanderer was still pondering, Naruto interrupted him.
"Senior, I think the Obito we're chasing has already gone to find another version of himself in this world."
Upon hearing this, Tobirama the Wanderer's expression changed. What Naruto had just described was indeed a possibility. In this world, Obito the Wanderer was already a heinous villain, and the guys these two brats were chasing were missing-nin —what good could they possibly be? Things seemed to be spiraling out of control...
Little did they know, Obito was also having a hard time. He had been traveling with Black Zetsu for a long time, but still couldn't find the place they were looking for.
The wind and sand swirled, carrying fine pebbles that pelted against Spiral Mask, making a soft, rustling sound. Obito seemed oblivious. His right eye—his Sharingan— was spinning wildly, the red Tomoe leaving afterimages in the white of his eye, trying to detect even the slightest familiar Chakra fluctuation in the air. But all around him was the deathly silence of the desert, broken only by the rustling sound of Black Zetsu scraping against the ground, like some kind of slime slowly crawling across it.
"That feeling you described, that sense of destiny... it can't be fake, can it?"
Black Zetsu finally broke the silence, his dark eyes filled with deep confusion. If he didn't know Obito's nature, he would have thought Obito was deliberately making fun of him. How long had it been? He hadn't even seen a trace of him.
Obito's Sharingan gleamed beneath his hood. He clenched his fist, Chakra almost overflowing from his fingertips. "Impossible! That feeling... there's no mistake, it's like something incredibly important to me is calling to me, it seems to resonate with my every breath..."
There's another version of myself breathing somewhere in this world, every heartbeat of mine resonating with mine...
Suddenly, his body stiffened, even his Sharingan paused for a moment, and he stared intently at the western horizon.
Following his gaze, Black Zetsu saw only the dark red clouds left behind after the sunset and a few withered tree trunks, and nothing else.
"What's wrong?"
Black Zetsu pressed on, feeling that Obito had been acting strangely lately.
"My senses... have become stronger!"
Obito's voice trembled slightly.
"It's just to the west, very close..."
Before he finished speaking, he transformed into a black lightning bolt and rushed out. Black Zetsu hurriedly followed, his black robes fluttering in the wind. Because Black Zetsu could only maintain his slime form, he had to use the Mayfly Technique to keep up with Obito who was moving at full speed.
The two continued forward quickly until the fog appeared, at which point they stopped.
Black Zetsu stared blankly at the sudden appearance of the mist before him. It seemed that someone had deliberately set up a barrier, which was why he couldn't see what was inside.
" Obito, there seems to be a barrier here. Are you sure that thing is really inside it?"
"Yes, I feel it very strongly right now."
Obito nodded, very confidently, and said that there must be something he had been searching for in this mist. He touched the mist and found that it was like an invisible wall, keeping the two of them outside.
Obito quickly Hand Seals. Since he didn't know how to break this unknown barrier, he would just have to rely on brute force to create a miracle.
Fire Style: Blast Wave Wild Dance.
As soon as the flames burst from Obito's mouth, the space distorted under the power of the Mangekyou Sharingan's Kamui, causing the flames to burn even more wildly. They spun and crashed into the mist with a loud bang, followed by a series of crackling explosions. When the flames dissipated, a large hole appeared where the flames had struck, with sparks of light swirling around the entrance, demonstrating the ferocity of the attack.
Obito and Black Zetsu followed the small hole they had just entered, but once inside, they realized something was amiss. Within the mist lay a much wider, more desolate world, devoid of any sign of life. Before they had gone far, they both stopped in their tracks, their faces filled with shock, as if they had witnessed something extraordinary.
In the far, far distance, seemingly at the edge of one's field of vision, stood a colossal tree soaring into the sky, standing upright. It was a being that transcended the concept of a "tree," for normal trees do not pierce the clouds and stretch endlessly into the distance. It was like a black tower forgotten by time.
Standing silently in the distance, as if subjected to some ancient curse, its massive body unable to move...