Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

What kind of power transcends that of humans?

The ninjas bestowed the title of "god" upon Hashirama Senju because he was closest to their image of a "god".

But this "imagination" was torn to shreds at that moment.

Even with the combined efforts of the two former Hokage, it seemed they couldn't cause the kid any significant trouble.

Hashirama Senju stood on a thick tree branch, looking up at Sasuke who was suspended in mid-air, grinning broadly: "Hahaha! What a powerful junior!"

"Hurry up and finish us off!" he shouted. "Although fighting you is exhilarating, it's better for us dead, who should have been buried long ago, not to continue disturbing the world of the living!"

"That's not up to you, First Hokage."

In the distance, Obito sneered, his hands forming hand seals, and his chakra suddenly erupted. "You are my most important pawns."

As his words fell, Hashirama's body stiffened abruptly, his hands forming hand seals uncontrollably, and countless vines, like giant pythons, once again lashed out at Sasuke.

Sasuke subtly shifted his body, effortlessly dodging the attacks.

"So it seems..."

"You are the one who controls these dead."

"Was Madara resurrected by you in the same way?"

"Hmph, you know perfectly well what I'm asking." Obito did not deny it.

"So..." Sasuke's sneer deepened, "you're a pawn Madara planted? Existing solely to revive him?"

"If that's the case, why isn't that old guy stepping in yet?"

Sasuke looked around, seemingly searching for that figure.

Is it because you're afraid of dying?

"How could a brat like you possibly fathom Madara's thoughts?" Obito replied calmly.

Sasuke shook his head as if he'd heard a joke. "Placing your hopes on someone who's already dead, is that what you're thinking...?"

"I'm curious."

He looked at Obito, puzzled, and asked, "Why do you believe in the 'Infinite Tsukuyomi' recorded on that stone tablet?"

"You, who also possess these eyes, should know better than anyone else that illusions are ultimately just false bubbles."

"You actually place your desire to change the world on such a false illusion?"

"false?"

Obito's body trembled slightly, and his voice became impassioned.

"What's wrong with the world of illusion?!"

"Reality is too cruel! It only makes the emptiness in your heart grow bigger and bigger until it completely devours you!"

Obito's voice was hoarse, full of accusations against the world.

"I am utterly disillusioned with this false world, filled with lies, betrayal, and sacrifice!"

He stretched out his hand, pointed at Sasuke, and spoke with an oddly expectant tone.

"You're the same, right, Sasuke?"

"You've seen through the decay of this world, and you want to change it, don't you?"

"From this perspective, our goals are no different."

Obito extended his hand to Sasuke, his voice full of seduction.

Why must we stand on the opposite side? Join us and let's create that dream world of peace and beauty together!

"Join forces?"

Sasuke looked down at Obito with disdain in his eyes, "You chose that method because you were not strong enough to change this cruel reality, so you chose to escape and hide in that false dream to seek solace."

“But I am different.”

He raised his hand, and the power of the six paths flowed in his palm.

"I will use my power to forcefully reflect my ideals into this reality!"

"I will reshape the rules, establish order, and make the world the way I want it to be."

"You can't do it!" Obito roared. "As long as human hearts exist, conflict will never disappear!"

“Then eliminate the weakness in people’s hearts,” Sasuke said calmly.

At the same time, the patterns on his kaleidoscope suddenly rotated, and an invisible wave of ocular power instantly invaded Obito's mental world.

"what?!"

Obito felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and his consciousness was instantly pulled into a state of chaos.

In this chaos, countless fragments of broken memories are flying around.

Sasuke appeared and reached out to grab a piece from the shards.

The image shows a boy wearing goggles and a girl with purple patterns painted on her face.

The girl was giving the boy a gentle smile, a smile so pure and without a trace of impurity.

“Rin…” Sasuke murmured the name.

He grabbed a few more pieces.

Every time, the girl's figure appears in the scene.

She was laughing, she was crying, she was bandaging the wounds of the injured boy...

Finally, the scene freezes on the forest under the moonlight.

The girl named Rin smiled and bumped into Kakashi's Raikiri.

"I see......"

Sasuke looked at the blood-stained smiling face, a look of understanding flashing in his eyes. "Is this what you call despair?"

"Get out of here!!!"

Obito frantically activated his eye power, attempting to forcibly expel this invading force.

In the spiritual world.

The once pure white space was instantly stained red with blood.

The sky split open, and a torrential downpour of blood rained down.

Those once beautiful memories began to be distorted and deformed under the washout of blood and rain.

The girl's gentle smile became distorted, her once fair face was now covered in filthy bloodstains, and her eyes became empty and desperate.

"Lin—!!!"

Obito knelt on the ground, roaring in despair, reaching out to touch the shattered illusion, but only managing to grasp a hollow hand.

The clash of minds can happen in an instant.

In reality, Sasuke withdrew his gaze, looked at the man kneeling on the tree trunk, panting heavily, and let out a cold snort.

"so......"

"So, all that you've done, sacrificing so many lives, even at the cost of destroying the world..."

"Just for this girl?"

Obito raised his head, his eyes filled with resentment and madness.

"Someone like you wouldn't understand."

"That feeling of losing the whole world, that sense of powerlessness that even with power, you can't bring it all back..."

You'll never understand!

"Don't you understand...?"

Sasuke repeated it in a low voice, his eyes becoming somewhat profound.

He remembered himself on the night of the massacre, when he lost everything, and he remembered the home he briefly reunited with in the illusion, only to lose it again.

"Perhaps."

Sasuke looked at Obito, a playful smile playing on his lips. "But I know at least a little bit."

"If you really want to see her that much..."

"This is not a difficult task at all."

"What did you say?" Obito was stunned.

Sasuke offered no explanation, and his left Mangekyou Sharingan began to spin again.

A massive surge of pupil power poured out, rapidly condensing in the void before him.

Light and shadow intertwine, outlining the contours.

The figure of a girl wearing a dark red top with purple patterns painted on her cheeks slowly emerged.

Rin Nohara.

Her appearance, clothing, and even the aura of chakra were exactly the same as the girl in Obito's memories.

But Sasuke did not stop.

A mere shell is nothing more than a soulless puppet.

For a true "revival," one crucial step is still needed.

"Come back."

Sasuke murmured to himself, his eye power connecting with that gray-white world.

Then, with a sudden yank!

A semi-transparent phantom of a soul was forcibly pulled into the mortal world; it was a part of Lin's soul.

Guided by Sasuke's eye power, this part of his soul perfectly merged with the newly created body.

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she opened her eyes.