Night.
A bright moon hung in the sky, and the world seemed draped in silver, exceptionally luminous.
In the center of the continent, at the junction of the Three Great Nations, the crossroads of the ninja world—the Land of Grass, neighbor to the Land of Rain.
Kusagakure (Grass Ninja Village).
Atop the tallest building in the village, on its spire, stood a figure wearing a tiger-skin mask and a black robe. It was none other than Uchiha Obito (Naruto's Limited Edition).
In the Arena, Uchiha Obito had four mask versions. This time, Naruto chose the tiger-skin mask for a simple reason: that night, when he faced the greatest life crisis of his existence, Obito was wearing this very mask. Naruto even wanted to demand an answer from Obito: Do you know how much psychological trauma this mask can cause a newborn child?
Naruto wouldn't suffer this pain alone. From now on, he would wear this mask and act maliciously as Uchiha Obito, making the ninja world feel some pain.
At this moment, looking down at the dimly lit Kusagakure, Naruto's expression was unexpectedly hesitant. His hesitation wasn't about whether to do it. It was about what kind of person Obito truly was.
Everyone said that to impersonate Uchiha Obito, one should at least do it convincingly, otherwise, if someone familiar noticed something amiss, it wouldn't be good. But up until now, his greatest enemy in life, the number one enemy in his little notebook, the culprit, had yet to be apprehended. He had nowhere to start.
However, though he hadn't interacted with him in reality, he had encountered this guy in the Arena. Let's recall.
Obito's strength varied at different stages. If estimated based on Obito during the Nine-Tails Attack, in terms of power: average Fire Style, Wood Style at the level of roadside greenery, with only one strange Mangekyo Sharingan having any real power. Yes, probably just that much power. His strength was indeed mediocre; otherwise, he wouldn't have needed the Nine-Tails' help to destroy Konoha.
What about his personality? Let's recall again, the NPC in the Arena seemed to have only a few lines:
"Rin, I will create a world with you!"
"This world full of despair has no value."
"Reality? It's just another name for pain, helplessness, and emptiness!"
Roughly these few lines. Pondering them carefully, Naruto gained some insight. Clearly, this was someone who saw no hope, despairing of the world.
I'm too familiar with this!
Switch to late-night melancholic mode.
Closing his eyes, he focused his perception for a moment. The small Kusagakure had about 1800 people.
Heh heh heh~
Today, I, Uchiha Obito, shall demonstrate my prowess.
"Since that's the case, let's start with a greeting."
"Fire Style: Blazing Fireballs!"
Dozens of strange, green, glowing orbs appeared, flying through the sky towards several target buildings. Upon contact,
Boom~
The combusting flames instantly expanded, Fire-natured chakra burst violently, and in the blink of an eye, the high temperature and shockwaves destroyed all hit buildings.
"Who threw the Fire Style?"
"Who? Where did the attack come from?"
"Quickly, gather the jonin and elders!"
The on-duty ninja and Anbu instantly detected the attack. As a ninja village, Kusa was fairly competent, reacting immediately to gather personnel. But the entire village was thrown into chaos by the assault.
The on-duty Elder Ox-Head, hearing the explosion, immediately leaped out of a building. The moment he appeared, three Anbu surrounded him, reporting the situation.
"Well? Have you found the culprit?" Elder Ox-Head's voice was slightly deep.
"Reporting, Elder, the culprit has not been found."
"Immediately gather all jonin in the village and find the enemy!"
He glanced at the village, brightly illuminated by the firelight in the night, the destroyed functional buildings, the burning school, hospital, and storerooms engulfed in flames. At this moment, his heart felt like it was bleeding. "Oh, right, where's that woman?" Seeing that there would be many casualties, he immediately thought of that woman.
An Anbu below replied: "Reporting, Elder Ox, Karin went to Konoha to participate in the Chunin Exams."
"At a time like this, of all times."
Elder Ox-Head gritted his teeth. Without that woman, how many more casualties would the village suffer?
Suddenly, the space around the four of them instantly distorted. After that, a figure appeared there.
"I can't pretend I didn't hear what you said." Naruto—no, Obito—instantly appeared beside the four.
"You are...?"
Elder Ox-Head looked at the person who appeared in such a strange manner, his face filled with shock. A black robe, a tiger-skin single-eyed mask, and within the mask, a crimson Sharingan shaped like three kama blades. This attire, this eye, this ability... why did it feel so familiar?
He suddenly recalled that newspaper.
"You're Uchiha Obito?"
"Heh heh, since you recognize me, then sink into despair with this hopeless world."
'Obito's' voice was cold and emotionless, and his attacks were even more ruthless. First, a genjutsu fixed the elder in place, then,
"Wood Style: Wood Transfusion!"
The elder, fixed by the genjutsu, was utterly defenseless. Wooden spikes grew from Naruto's palm, piercing straight through him. With another burst, the wooden spikes, after entering his body, instantly branched and grew further, a dozen or so wooden spikes impaling his body from the inside. He was clearly dead beyond dead. This elder had directly identified him as Obito; this glorious mission was complete.
"Elder!"
The three Anbu wailed.
Swish swish swish~
The quicker ones immediately threw kunai and shuriken fiercely. Alas, they could only watch helplessly as these attacks passed directly through the assassin's body, flying behind him.
"Th-this..."
Some ninja were in disbelief; they had never seen such a bizarre ability. But some ninja had already reacted, recalling who the Elder had mentioned as Uchiha Obito.
"Run! This is Konoha's mastermind from the Nine-Tails Attack, we can't beat him!" the ninja who recognized Obito shouted. The other two also recalled the newspaper they had read earlier. Uchiha Obito, this person, was clearly recorded in their Anbu notebooks as a standard S-rank ninja. They just hadn't thought of him earlier due to being too shocked.
The three exchanged glances and instantly scattered, fleeing without hesitation. They had to get this information out!
"Still trying to run? You too! Wood Style: Flying Spikes!"
The three ninja hadn't run far before they were pierced through one by one by the wooden spikes thrown by Naruto, impaling them to the ground, their fates unknown. Naruto's aim was precise; he hit non-fatal spots. These three had to survive; otherwise, who would spread and verify Obito's infamy?
Next, Naruto continued to destroy the village. The fires burned brighter, ensuring that every single building in the village was burned completely clean, not a single hair left.
After burning for half the night, the entire village was reduced to ruins.
But, strangely enough, why wasn't there a single infant in the entire Kusagakure?
You know, I, Uchiha Obito, wouldn't even spare a newborn infant!
Woof woof woof~~
A stray dog, appearing from unknown origins, surprisingly lunged at him.
"Get lost."
He kicked the dog away. Whimper whimper~ The dog lay on the ground whimpering for a moment, its fate unknown.
Click~
The photo "Obito Kicks Dog" was taken by the designated photographer. This would be tomorrow's front-page headline.