Visiting Madara Uchiha

In the dark and quiet underground world.

"This is..."

A weak voice sounded.

Obito was lying on a bed, his mind still not fully awake. His eyes opened and closed.

What entered his eyes was a white-haired old face.

The old man leaned over and looked at Obito. He said slowly,

"This is the crack between the underworld and reality, the clansmen of Uchiha."

Obito blinked his eyes, then propped himself up with his hands and looked at the old man.

Half of the old man's face was covered by his hair, and the other half of his face was revealed with a scarlet three tomoeSharingan.

Obito immediately muttered, "Your eyes."

"Grandpa, are you also Uchiha?"

The old man saw Obito wake up, and his body straightened up slightly. "Well, it's up to you to guess."

Did he save me?

No, but.

Obito looked around, but because the light was too dim, he couldn't see anything. He muttered,

"You said that this is the crack between the underworld and reality.

Where is this place? It is too dark to see anything clearly.

And grandpa, who are you?

It can't be the god of death, right? The guy who will bring people to heaven and hell."

As he spoke, Obito caught a glimpse of the sickle that the old man was dragging on the ground, and he screamed.

"No, I don't want to die. Help!

I saw your sickle.

You are definitely the god of death, the god of death in charge of Uchiha family!

Since I was a child, I have always regarded helping difficult old people as my principle.

Although I have done a lot of bad things, I have also violated many rules.

But it should not be enough to offset all the good things.

Please don't take me to hell. Please."

Obito pressed his palms together and kept bowing to the old man.

However, because his movements were too big, his injuries were affected.

His face was twitching with pain.

Seeing that Obito still had the strength to beg for mercy, the old man nodded with satisfaction,

"The fact that you can still feel pain means that you are still alive.

However, your luck is pretty good to be able to survive."

When Obito heard that he was not dead, he immediately heaved a sigh of relief. The scene of being buried alive suddenly appeared in his mind.

The entire person revealed a look of panic and said,

"Did you save me from that guy?

By the way, where are Kakashi and Rin?

Are they alright?"

"Nothing happened to them. They were saved by your teacher,

Kannabi Bridge has also been destroyed."

The old man shook his head and said. He turned around and slowly walked towards his seat.

When Obito heard this, his face showed great joy. He said gratefully,

"That's great. Thank you so much. Can I go now?"

The old man slowly sat down in his seat and said in a hoarse voice,

"It's too early to thank me now.

I will let you repay this kindness.

Helping the old man is your life principle, right?"

When Obito heard this, he was stunned and said weakly,

"Uh... Yes?

Then what should I do?

Take care of you as a maid?"

However, the old man did not even show any signs of declining. He directly nodded and said, "Yeah."

When Obito heard this, he was immediately unhappy. He quickly refused,

"Sorry, I can't stay here forever.

Since I'm still alive, then I have to go back to Konoha.

Now in the war, I am Chuunin, who has opened the Sharingan, the main force of the battlefield.

I also need to use my ability to protect my companions."

The old man's mouth curved into a deep smile, and he said slowly,

"Your injuries are too severe, if you leave now.

Then you might not be able to be a ninja for the rest of your life."

"How can this be? I have to go back no matter what."

Obito flipped over and jumped to the ground, but the moment his feet touched the ground, he felt a piercing pain all over his body.

The whole person fell to the ground.

However, after Obito was buried alive by Uchiha Tunan, his bones were crushed by the soil.

If Uchiha Tunan did not deliberately keep him alive, Obito would have become a pool of blood.

The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Obito who was grimacing in pain on the ground. He said faintly,

"Look at the reality. There are things that are not satisfactory in this world.

The longer I live, the more I understand.

There is only anguish, pain, and loneliness in reality.

Listen, everything in this world is the same.

Where there is light, there must be darkness.

As long as there is the concept of a winner, there must be losers.

The will to protect the interests of peace will trigger war.

In order to protect love, hatred will also be produced.

This is a cause and effect relationship, it can not be separated."

The old man said a lot, but Obito did not listen a word.

He thought in his heart, Old people are so troublesome, they can't stop when they open their mouths.

Something is wrong, how can an old man with the Sharingan be here?

I know all the old men and women in Konoha, but I have never seen him before.

This means that...

This old man was not a Konoha Ninja.

This also means that...

Thinking of this, Obito's eyes narrowed, and he shouted,

"Old man, you are a defector Ninja, right?

Who exactly are you?"

"A defector Ninja.. Hahaha..."

When the old man heard this, he raised his head and laughed.

The laughter echoed in the empty underground world, causing Obito to feel a chill run down his spine.

After a long time, the old man suddenly lowered his head, his eyes staring straight at Obito.

The expression on his face also turned cold, and he said word by word,

"Who am I?

I am Uchiha's Undead.

Uchiha Madara!"

When Obito heard this, he was stunned on the spot and muttered,

"My ancestor, Uchiha Madara?"

Immediately, a look of disbelief appeared on Obito's face as he shouted,

"How could Ban live until now? What era is that?"

Uchiha Madara closed his eyes and leaned against his seat. He seemed to be muttering,

"For you, you would rather believe that I am the god of death than that I am Uchiha Madara Yes, in a sense, I am indeed the god of death.

After all, the real world is hell.

If I don't have the golem at the back to provide me with Chakra, I will die immediately."

"It doesn't matter if you are the god of death or Uchiha Madara.

As long as I am still alive, I will go back. "

Obito lay on the ground, twisting his body with difficulty, and crawling towards a dark corner.

With every twist he made, his body would emit a "crack" sound.

Uchiha opened his eyes and couldn't sit still anymore. He quickly advised,

"Do you want to die?

Stupid little fellow!

If you move again, the bones in your body that were finally healed will turn into pieces.

In the future, I need you to do many things for me.

It wasn't easy for me to save your life. Don't even think about courting death."

Obito continued to crawl forward, gritting his teeth,

"What are you trying to do? You are an old man, what do you want to do to catch a little brat like me?"

Uchiha Madara sighed heavily and muttered,

"Cut off the karma of this world.

Only the victor is created, only peace, only love.

The world where only peace exists."

Obito didn't understand what Uchiha Madara was saying at all. He struggled forward and said,

"Who cares about your nonsense? I just want to go back to everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, Obito fainted due to the severe injuries in his body.

"I said before, nothing in the world is up to one's wishes.

One day, you will understand this principle as well."

Uchiha let out a long sigh and stood up with great difficulty, preparing to check on Obito's injuries.

Suddenly, Uchiha Madara was stunned. His eyes emitted a terrifying light as he looked around.

"Excuse me."

A magnetic and gentle voice resounded in this underground world.

"Can I come in?"