A Predetermined Fate
Koki stood quietly within the mysterious halo, her mind filled with countless thoughts, unable to find peace.
In short, the timeline of Hokage became chaotic due to the intrusion of this uninvited guest, which was noticed by Schicksal. Under the invisible constraints of the universe, everything will return to its original state.
"[This is the plot set by the creator.]" The system's voice rang in Koki's mind.
"Fate is so cruel and merciless; it always likes to shatter beautiful things into ashes," Koki couldn't help but sigh, recalling her experiences in this world, yet facing the threat of being mercilessly destroyed by fate.
"But weren't you the ones who brought me into this world? You even issued so many missions of redemption, and now you're blaming me for disrupting the flow of time?"
[The years have been long, and we have always struggled against fate; it is precisely for this reason that I was created.]
[The host can go to the Warring States period to avoid trouble and complete the mission. When you return, everything will be back to normal.] The system gently comforted Koki.
"..." Koki chuckled to himself. No wonder he was given the Mangekyo. With the fighting power of those 'old monsters' from the Warring States period, could he have survived without the Mangekyo?
He felt the system's explanation was somewhat far-fetched, but he also knew he had no other choice.
[The root cause lies precisely in the deviation of fate... Perhaps you are familiar with 'deviation value'?] The system continued to explain.
Upon hearing this familiar word, Koki paused for a moment, not expecting to hear this term even after leaving Blue Star.
"[This world is on the verge of collapse.]" The system's voice became serious.
[The force that causes subtle deviations from the predetermined course of all things, beneficial to their continued existence in the present world, is the Power of Correction.]
[This world is on the verge of destruction because it is gradually deviating from the destiny set by its creator; this destiny is not essential for the world's continuation.]
[Only by accumulating sufficient Power of Correction can this world break free from the shackles of destiny and become an autonomous and independent world.]
[The task the host was performing was precisely the correction; the current Correction Value has reached 80%, only 20% away.]
[If you do not agree, then everyone may return to the path of destiny and repeat their predetermined fate.]
"A predetermined fate?" Koki asked, puzzled.
Yes, everyone's destiny is woven from countless choices and events. When destiny gradually deviates from its original course, it plunges the world into chaos.
Koki thought about how these people's tragic fates followed them like shadows, a feeling of pity welled up in her heart. She couldn't help but sigh softly, truly unwilling to see them suffer any more torment.
"Okay, I'll agree. As long as the mission from the Warring States period is completed, is that alright?"
The system seemed to sense his determination. [Indeed, host, there's no need to worry. Once the Warring States mission is successful, everything will be alright.]
[Our deepest desire is to change this dark and hopeless world; however, the slightest deviation from the course of fate will lead to a reset or collapse. Only the host can save humanity from this transformation.]
Koki couldn't help but smile and said, "Am I that amazing?"
[The destiny of this world is like a lurking beast, attempting to drag fate back to its predetermined course. If you lose the hearts of the people, you will be at its mercy.]
"Oh." Koki didn't really understand, so she nodded perfunctorily, pursed her lips, and continued to ask, "Then when do we start this mission?"
[Two months later.] The system replied.
Why not now?
[Based on precise calculations, the host will complete the entire journey of redemption in two months.]
How could you calculate that?
"Okay, how long will it take?" Koki had many people on her mind and didn't want to be away for too long.
[Host need not worry, I will find a suitable time and identity, and return in about two or three months.]
The system's voice sounded again, which reassured Koki slightly. "Okay." He nodded in agreement.
[Upon completion of the mission, the host will enjoy true freedom and unparalleled power. The host is currently temporarily blind, but will regain sight once the power is fully integrated.]
"Freedom... I hope so."
"I'll be going now."
The system's voice gradually faded away, leaving Koki alone, lost in thought.
In the quiet room, Koki's eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and slowly, he opened his sleeping eyes.
Her bright and lively eyes reflected the sunlight streaming through the window, with countless glittering stars twinkling within them; yet, her pupils revealed an endless sense of bewilderment.
Just as the system said, Koki can no longer see at all. All he sees is darkness, as if shrouded in a thick black curtain, with no light able to penetrate it.
No matter how hard he tried to open or close his eyes, searching for even the slightest glimmer of light, it was all in vain; only endless darkness followed him relentlessly.
Koki lay quietly on the bed, silently enduring the sudden invasion of darkness.
At first, he did feel a sense of bewilderment. This sudden loss of sight was so unfamiliar, as if it had taken him into another world.
But soon, he calmed down, because panic and fear wouldn't solve anything, and he told himself that his vision would soon return.
So, Koki slowly sat up, leaned against the edge of the bed, raised her head slightly, and let the warmth of the sunlight bathe her face.
Although he could not witness the dazzling light, he could hear the various sounds in the room, the birds singing outside the window, and the rustling of the wind through the treetops.
He stretched out his fingers and gently stroked the delicate texture of the bed sheet, feeling the soft fabric glide smoothly under his fingertips.
This is in my own room.
"Click." The door was gently pushed open.
"Elder brother!"
Koki turned her head and smiled, calling out cheerfully, "Itachi."
Itachi sat on the edge of the bed by the window, looking anxiously at his brother who was leaning against the headboard, already awake but with empty eyes. He gripped his brother's left hand even tighter and sighed dejectedly.
Sensing her younger brother's worry, Koki held his hand tightly and gently comforted him, "It's really okay. Look, I'm awake now. I just can't see for the time being. I'll be fine soon."
"Bang!" The door was suddenly pushed open.
Mikoto moved quickly, her figure flashing in like lightning, followed closely by another figure— Orochimaru.
"Mom?" Koki glanced at her blankly, her eyes empty, her face slightly pale, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, making her look exceptionally innocent.
"Mom's here," Mikoto replied softly, then turned to Orochimaru, her tone respectful. "Thank you for your help, Lord Orochimaru."
"Orochimaru?" Koki frowned. Why had her mother brought him here?
Upon hearing this, Orochimaru's alluring eyes stared intently at Koki on the bed, his tongue lightly licking his lips, like a cunning beast eyeing its prey.
"It's been a long time, Koki- kun."