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The Third Shinobi World War ended quickly.
Countless heroes gave their lives to bring this war to a close.
Seeing this scene,
The expressions on the faces of those watching the video were complex.
This is war...
So many innocent people died...
"On that day, two heroes with Sharingan were born in Konoha Village..."
One was inscribed on a memorial stone, the other was known as Kakashi of the Sharingan.
"His name is also widely known in other countries!"
Just when everyone thought the video was over,
The camera suddenly shifts,
The screen high in the sky went black and then displayed a few lines of small text.
"You walked the path of light, while I fell into darkness..."
Seeing this scene,
The people watching the video were completely dumbfounded.
What's happening here?
Obito is still alive?
[Tobirama Senju: "@Uchiha clansmen, tell me, what is this? Look me in the eyes and answer me!"]
[Uchiha Fugaku: "..."]
[Uchiha Sasuke: "So, does that mean Obito is still alive right now...?"]
[Kakashi Hatake: "Obito, thank goodness! I didn't expect you to still be alive!!!"]
[Obito Uchiha: "Useless Kakashi, why didn't you protect Rin?!"]
Kakashi Hatake: "I...I...I..."
[Obito Uchiha: "It's all too late now!"]
The boy groggily opened his eyes.
What came into view was an old man.
The moment the old man appeared,
For some reason, Hashirama Senju...
This old man seems familiar...
But I just can't remember...
Who are you? Where is this place?
Obito looked terrified.
"Yes, this is the gap between the underworld and reality!"
The old man spoke calmly.
"your eyes……"
Obito quickly noticed Madara Uchiha's Sharingan.
"Grandpa, are you also from the Uchiha clan?"
Madara Uchiha remained silent and did not answer.
Obito, on the contrary, talked to himself.
"Where is this? And grandpa, are you some kind of Grim Reaper?"
Obito saw Madara Uchiha guarding that scythe.
He became even more certain of this idea.
Obito's face was filled with terror.
"Grandpa, I've been helping old men and women cross the street since I was little, and I've never done anything wrong in my life... Please, don't take me to hell!!"
Looking at the boy in front of him,
Sweat dripped from his forehead.
He was somewhat speechless, but for now he still had to keep up the charade.
“I saw you were injured, but you didn’t die. I just bandaged your wound.”
"So it was you who saved me? Thank you!"
"It's too early for you to apologize to me now. You can make it up to me properly another time."
Ban said meaningfully.
The words had barely left his mouth when
Obito wasn't particularly concerned.
After all, the old man in front of him
He looks to be over fifty years old. It's impossible that he'll still be alive in the future.
Several weeks have passed,
Obito continued his rehabilitation training.
He braced himself against the wall with one hand, inching forward...
When I'm tired and can't hold on any longer, I collapse to the ground and crawl on my chin...
"I have to get out of here... Kakashi, Rin... I'm still alive, wait for me!"
Seeing Obito's miserable state,
The people watching the video looked heartbroken; this boy was just too pitiful!
"This Obito guy is so pitiful..." Boruto's forehead was covered in sweat.
“That’s right, half of his body is completely crippled, and now he’s wriggling like a worm…” Inojin hesitated before continuing.
"Hey, Inojin, how dare you talk like that!"
Chocho Akimichi glared at Inojin.
Kakashi looked at Obito's miserable state with a pained expression.
"Obito, it's all my fault... I was too weak back then and failed to protect you and Rin..."
Kakashi felt extremely guilty and remorseful at that moment.
After Obito and Rin died,
He has nightmares every day and night.
Hands that are not properly washed
An unyielding boulder...
Time flies by quickly.
Obito is now different from before.
He's in much better condition now; at least he's learned to move around.
Meanwhile, half of his body, thanks to the use of Hashirama cells, has now fully recovered!
"I'm finally getting used to this body..."
"I'll be able to see Kakashi and the others soon..."
Obito's lips curled up in a smile, just as he was still feeling joyful.
Bai Jue's body poked his head out from the wall, anxiously reporting the situation.
"Lord Obito, something terrible has happened!!"
"What happened?"
"I was just gathering intelligence outside, and I saw that Rin and Kakashi are in very bad shape."
"It seems we're surrounded by Hidden Mist Village ninjas!" White Zetsu said anxiously.
Obito's expression turned tense.
He jumped out of bed quickly.
Just as they were about to leave the cave,
The cave entrance in the distance was blocked by a huge rock...
Obito, his face contorted with rage, threw several punches in quick succession.
The stone developed severe cracks, but it still didn't break...
Obito's right hand was severed, bleeding profusely...
Seeing this scene,
White Zetsu possessed Obito.
"Your body is still too weak. Wear my body..."
"Okay, thank you, White Zetsu..."
Obito said thank you.
He walked to the doorway again.
His body swayed slightly.
Then he swung his fist and quickly punched at me!
The light from the outside world shone down.
Everything hints at a new beginning...
A silkworm pupa is breaking open, transforming into a butterfly and slowly flying forward...
Obito has been reborn!
"White Zetsu Mask Celebrates New Life!"
The title suddenly shifts.
The faces of those watching the video tensed up.
Will Obito be able to rescue Kakashi and Rin next?
(Next up is the Dark Chapter, does anyone still watch it now? (ó﹏ò。))
(Please, everyone, could you please give me a little help? (ó﹏ò。))
Chapter 37 Tragedy Strikes... Obito Unleashes His Mangekyou Sharingan, Shocking Everyone Once Again!
Everyone looked at the scene from high above.
His face was full of surprise.
Obito wanted to see Kakashi as soon as possible.
He actually went so far as to overdraw his body's resources and desperately cultivate...
Something seems off about the relationship between Obito and Kakashi...
Sweat dripped from everyone's foreheads.
However, considering the traditions of Konoha Village,
The people's brows were furrowed.