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"What is this sound?"
Obito clearly heard unusual noises coming from Rin's house.
His heart thumped. Curiosity gripped him.
Quietly, he crept forward, steps light like a seasoned shinobi. There was a slight crack in the door. Just enough to see inside.
He shouldn't have looked. But he did.
And what he saw made his heart implode.
He peeked through a barely open window, and what he saw sent a shockwave through his core.
Rin, with depraved smile.
And Kurama, naked on bed , she is jumping on him.
Obito's mind went blank. His heart shattered into a thousand pieces. The necklace slipped from his fingers, unnoticed, clinking softly on the ground.
"Kurama S-Sensei … Rin..."
His voice trembled, but it barely left his throat.
Why?
Why is this happening?
There, right in front of his eyes, were Kurama and Rin. Tangled together.
Obito's breath caught. His face turned pale. His vision blurred.
Fist trembling, he slammed it into the ground.
THUD!
From inside, Rin's soft giggles floated out.
Obito's mind went blank.
Like a streak of shadow, he disappeared from the doorway.
Inside, Rin paused. "Huh? Lord Kurama, was there something outside just now?"
Kurama, ever calm, tilted his head. "Hmm? I didn't sense anything. This is your home, Rin. Why would anyone come by? Relax."
He grinned, eyes flashing.
Of course, he knew. He had sensed Obito the moment he approached. Kurama's smirk deepened.
"Now... things are getting interesting."
Outside Konoha, hidden deep within the forest, Obito lost control.
He smashed his fists into the bark of a giant tree — one easily ten meters wide.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Leaves rained down as his knuckles tore open. Blood smeared across the bark, each strike fueled by a mixture of rage, heartbreak, and humiliation.
The images wouldn't leave his mind. Rin's flushed cheeks. Her moans. The way she clung to Kurama. Her pleasure.
The way Kurama held her.
Those moments—Obito had fantasized about them for years. Those were his. Those were supposed to be his memories.
And yet...
"Damn it! How long has this been going on?!" Obito roared into the trees.
All this time, he had been the clown. The background character in someone else's love story.
Rin and Kurama… they were already that close?
"RIN!!!"
His howl echoed, feral and raw.
He pounded the tree one last time.
CRAAACK!
The thick trunk split down the center and fell with a thunderous crash.
Obito panted, eyes bloodshot. In his hand, he still clutched the necklace he had bought.
He stared at it.
The symbol of his hope. His love. His pride.
Now, it was nothing but a mockery.
Obito felt laughter bubbling in his chest.
Hehehe... hahaha...
The forest seemed to laugh with him.
"WHY?! Why did you betray me, Rin?!"
CRUNCH!
He crushed the necklace in his bloodied palm.
Fragments of silver and gem scattered like the remnants of his heart.
His love had become poison.
The betrayal twisted something inside him.
"Kurama, that bastard... he stole everything from me. EVERYTHING!"
Uchiha emotions are powerful — love, deeper than oceans. But hate? Hate burns like a star.
And now, Obito burned.
The Sharingan in his eye pulsed.
His thoughts spiraled.
"She was mine... Rin was mine!"
The pain became hatred. The hatred became clarity.
"It's not me who's wrong... it's the world."
Yes. The world. The one that gave him love and then yanked it away. That twisted world that let Kurama take Rin from him.
Obito dropped to his knees, eyes vacant, tears mixing with blood.
He clenched his fists.
He would become something greater. Something the world could no longer laugh at.
He would burn it all down if he had to.
The embers of a new path were lit.
He was no longer Obito Uchiha.
He was the one who would rewrite this cursed world.
Swish--
Obito's eyes snapped open, the crimson glow of his Sharingan intensifying. The once simple black pupils twisted, forming two swirling tomoe. Then, the tomoe began to rotate and evolve.
The twin tomoe twisted into a complex pattern — a whirling shape like a shuriken caught mid-spin.
Obito had awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan.
From a mere Two Tomoe Sharingan to this powerful, distorted eye — he had become the first among his peers to achieve such power.
A strange sensation tingled through his body. Obito blinked and looked at the fallen tree. He reached toward it — only to watch in stunned silence as his hand passed straight through the wood.
"What the hell?"
Obito gasped, stepping back. But instead of hitting the tree, he phased through it completely. The bark didn't resist; it was like walking through mist.
His eyes widened with realization.
"This... is this the power of Mangekyō Sharingan?"
Obito ran toward a small stream. As he peered into the reflection, his eyes locked on the intricate, jagged pattern of his new Sharingan.
He clenched his fists.
"I did it... I awakened the Mangekyō."
A growl formed in his throat.
"That bastard took everything from me. He stole her joy... her laughter... her everything."
"Kurama-sensei… Next time we meet, it's either you or me. One of us dies."
His voice dropped into a low, dangerous whisper.
A twisted grin played across Obito's lips.
"This power... it feels... right."
Obito remembered Rin's face. Her flushed cheeks. Her smile. Her soft voice — and the one man she gave herself to.
It shattered the Obito who once wanted to protect the village.
That Rin was not real anymore.
She belonged to Kurama now.
"This world is broken... false. That Rin... isn't my Rin."
He turned toward the horizon.
"I'll remake this world. I'll create a real Rin... a perfect one. One that belongs only to me."
His voice echoed through the trees like a dark prophecy.
A mocking voice rang out from the shadows.
"Tsk, tsk. Now that's an ambitious little plan."
Obito's eyes snapped to the direction of the voice.
"Who's there?"
From behind a tree stepped a bizarre creature — half black, half white, wrapped in plant-like armor.
"I'm someone... useful."
Obito narrowed his eyes. "Sneaking around, huh? You looking to die?"
The figure chuckled. "No, no. I'm not here to fight. I'm here to offer... opportunity."
"Opportunity?"
"Yes. Revenge. Power. And a world where you never have to lose Rin again."
Obito's eyes flared.
"You can do that?"
The creature — Zetsu — grinned.
"Indeed. You ever heard of the Infinite Tsukuyomi?"
"No."
"Well, let me paint you a picture. Imagine casting a genjutsu on the entire world. Every living being placed under a dream of their own making. A perfect world... one you control."
Zetsu's voice was seductive, oozing temptation.
"In your world, Rin's yours. Kurama's gone. Everything's just as you want it."
Obito's breathing grew heavier.
Zetsu took a step forward.
"To do that, we gather the nine Tailed Beasts. Revive the Ten Tails. Channel its power through the moon."
"The Eye of the Moon Plan," Zetsu concluded, voice low and conspiratorial.
Obito's mind raced. His heart pounded.
"That's... genius."
"I knew you'd see it that way."
"But first..." Obito growled. "I want to kill him."
Zetsu tilted his head. "Kurama?"
Obito nodded. "I have to kill him."
Zetsu chuckled darkly.
"Easy there, tiger. Even with your new shiny eyes, you're not on Kurama's level. Yet."
Obito clenched his fists.
"Power isn't everything," Zetsu continued. "It's strategy. Timing. You've got the eyes, now you need to master them. I can help."
Obito exhaled sharply, trying to suppress the rage that boiled within.
"You said you needed the Tailed Beasts. Right now, I know where most of them are."
"Oh?" Zetsu blinked. "Do tell."
"Konoha. All the major ones are there. Shukaku, Matatabi, Isobu... even Gyūki."
Zetsu whistled.
"You sure?"
Of course, he thought Kurama was executing tailed beasts for Konoha.
These tailed beasts are all in Konoha's hands.
In fact, this is not the case, these tailed beasts are all in the hands of Kurama.
Zetsu's grin widened.
"Oh, Obito... you're going to change the world."
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