Konoha's brother is very good

Chapter 190 Rebirth
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"help me……"

Yahiko let out a small groan, and the voice of despair and confusion diffused in the space.

Familiar things in memory became clear bit by bit, and then fell apart.

War, power, calculation, death, parting, reunion...

It's all arranged in advance.

The cherished person in the memory is involuntary, ignorant, voluntary, but he does not know that he has premeditated.

Meeting, getting to know each other, giving, talking, betraying, suffering...

So helpless.

The world I love in my memory is built by others, disputes, fighting, blood, war, hatred, prejudice...

It will remain unchanged for a hundred years, remain unchanged for a thousand years, and remain unchanged year after year.

It seems to finally realize the reality.

Yahiko knelt down on the ground, holding his head, weeping in countless whispers until he couldn't make a sound.

The repeated words were superimposed, and the countless phantoms behind him screamed and struggled in pain.

Desolate and terrified.

Gradually.

"Save me...help me..."

The words came together and became one unified voice.

"Save us..."

Save the world, please, save us...

Jinlong looked at the 'sea of ​​people' made up of countless obsessions, and flicked him in front of him with his tail.

Look carefully at it.

The soul surrounded by groups in the center still hangs its head and buries itself in its knees.

The remnant soul of the same origin did not help this soul regain its sanity, and even made the pain clearer and deeper.

Jin Long waited quietly.

It is surrounded by a cage floating in mid-air like a lantern in the sky, and everyone is waiting.

"Madara... want to gamble?"

"Maybe I can win this time too?"

In the silence, Senju Hashirama asked Uchiha Madara beside him, his eyes filled with eagerness to move.

Decades of non-stop resistance against the Six Paths finally changed his temperament.

Let him become more and more brainless.

Trying to do something out of the ordinary.

Gambling with the Golden Dragon?
What a guts.

Madara glanced at Hashirama, shook her head, and said nothing.

So Hashirama could only shut up in embarrassment.

Time can kill many things. Decades are enough to make a warm and kind person indifferent.

Decades of torture have changed not only Hashirama, but also him, Uchiha Madara.

So emotional people become more emotional, and rational people become more rational.

"Good...painful..."

In the silence, a voice sounded.

The curled up man's shoulders shook, his face showing increasingly suppressed struggle and determination.

Those faces that were not willing to die in the memory gradually became clear.

Live, live, live to have hope...

Unexpected.

A voice suddenly appeared in my mind.

"Feel the pain."

"Think about pain."

"Accept the pain."

"Know pain."

"Then, accept yourself and calmly change all of this..."

The owner of the voice sounded childish, but it made Yahiko's eyes light up.

He got it.

next moment.

"hold head high--"

The golden dragon soared into the sky and sent Yahiko flying with his tail.

A strong sense of weightlessness came, and Yahiko's mind began to become chaotic. Obviously, this was not the first time he felt such a sense of weightlessness.

how come……?
——Xiao Organization Base——

A bit of spiritual light quietly entered the body of Payne who was sitting at the top, his pale skin suddenly changed, and a trace of softness that belonged to a living person began to spread from the back of his neck.

——Konoha——

"Feel the pain."

"Think about pain."

"Accept the pain."

"Know pain."

"Then, accept yourself and calmly change all of this..."

"San Lan, do you know what this means?"

Sasuke closed the book and looked at San Lan who was staring at Nohara Rin's tombstone, coaxing her eyes to cry silently.

　I worked overtime until 10:30 for two consecutive days, my god, today is finally over before 2:21. — February [-]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)