Naruto: Hatake Glory

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"Obito, why do you want to join forces with someone like Madara?"

"Don't ask such unnecessary questions again. I have nothing to say to you. What I have to do now is to win this war."

"Is it because of Lin?" Kakashi looked extremely lonely.

Obito's footsteps paused slightly, and his two sad eyes met in the air.

"I failed to abide by the agreement I made with you to protect Lin. I am indeed a waste and I am not worthy of standing in front of you. But Obito, you have always been Konoha's hero, why have you reached this point today?"

"Shut up, what do you know?"

Uchiha Obito waved his hands with a ferocious expression, and cut Kakashi into two pieces with the crossed shurikens.

"You don't know anything, you don't understand anything, so what qualifications do you have to talk here."

The suppressed emotions in his heart suddenly burst out, and Obito's hatred seemed to tear the world apart. A man who thought he would die was saved by a monster. Who can understand how he felt. That old guy was ugly and frustrated. Not only was he ugly, but the place he lived in was also dark.

Who can understand, who can understand

"You're awake" an uncertain voice sounded in my ears, and my blurry vision gradually became focused. What woke up with my head was boundless pain and darkness. Not far from the bed, an old man with disheveled hair and a gray complexion, who looked half human and half ghost, stood silently. His old face was as ugly as a hairy orange peel.

Hearing Obito's question, the old man raised his head slightly, "Children of the Uchiha family, this is the gap between the cycle of life and death."

"What are you talking about? Why is it so dark here?" Obito endured the pain and moved twice, and suddenly found the old man's red eyeballs, "Grandpa San Magatama Sharingan is also a member of the Uchiha family."

"How do you say this? You can say yes or you can say no."

"What's the answer?" Obito opened his mouth in shock. The wound almost hurt him to death. When the pain hit him, his eyes suddenly widened. "You shouldn't be responsible for taking people to hell and heaven. Let’s talk about it. I don’t want to die yet. Can you send me back? I’ll burn paper for you later, every month, every year. You can tell me how much I want.”

"Haha, little ghost head, you said I am the god of death." The old man was amused by Obito's words.

"You also said you are not a god of death. You even showed your scythe." Obito cried and glanced at the scythe in the old man's hand. "You are definitely a god of death. You are the god of death who specializes in the Uchiha clan. I have liked it since I was a child. I helped the elderly in need, helped the grandma clean the house, and helped the grandpa clean the toilet. Although I sometimes get a little out of tune and like to make pranks, and I don’t like to follow the rules that much, but you have to remember me, okay? Don’t let me go to hell.”

"Please, please, it hurts."

"Just because it hurts means you're not dead yet, you idiot."

"I'm not dead, I'm really not dead." Obito straightened up in disbelief, and a pain that pierced his soul made him scream and fall back on the bed board. But immediately, he screamed and straightened up again

砰

what

砰

what

It hurts me so much

Drops of cold sweat flowed down his dry face, and the old man hummed speechlessly, "You are not dead now, but if you keep struggling for a while, you might really die."

After tossing it back and forth for five times, Obito finally regained his composure and raised his eyelids, "Grandpa, did you save me? Thank you, thank you so much, thank you so much."

"You can survive because you are lucky." The old man looked deeply at Obito, "It's definitely a miracle that such a big stone didn't crush you, but you don't need to be too excited. It's true that it didn't crush you, but That half of your body is almost completely broken, and I helped you with emergency treatment. Whether you can survive depends on your own life."

"It's good to be alive till now. Grandpa, how did I get here?"

"That's your own problem. At that time, you were like walking through a stone. Maybe your Sharingan evolved."

"What, my Sharingan has evolved?" Obito touched the door in disbelief and kept thanking him.

The old man raised his gaze like a cold pool in the dense forest, "It's too early to say this now. Don't you like helping the elderly very much? You must repay me for the grace of living."

Uh

"That's what you say, but what do you always want me to do?" Obito looked at the old man blankly and thought to himself, this old man is too realistic, "Do you want me to stay and take care of you?"

"No need." The old man snorted angrily.

Obito immediately became happy and said, "That's it, that's great. I have to return to Konoha quickly. It's a war now. If I open the Sharingan, I can better protect my companions."

"Better protect your companions." The old man chuckled.

Obito hesitated slightly and said, "How?"

"You can't be a ninja anymore."

"No, didn't you say that I have opened the Sharingan? With it, I am confident that I can better cooperate with everyone. Next time, I will definitely become a ninja who protects my companions."

"See the reality clearly." The old man interrupted Obito's self-talk, "Not everything in the world can be as you wish. The longer you live, the clearer you can see. The reality is actually helplessness, pain and emptiness."

"What you are talking about is nonsense."

"Listen up, kid." The old man's voice was slightly cold. "Where there is light in the world, there will be shadows. The so-called victory is also relative to failure. If you want to protect peace for your own selfishness, it will lead to war. For Protecting love will give rise to hatred. Cause and effect cannot be cut off here, this is reality."

This old guy, has he not seen anyone for a long time? Why is he so wordy?

He didn't hear a word and rolled his eyes wildly. How could Obito understand that the old man was talking about a magical horse, which was both light and shadow. This old guy was really stupid.

"Thank you for your grace of survival. Now I have to go. My companions are still waiting for me to go back."

"No one is stopping you, you can go if you can. But before that, I need to remind you that it was your injury that saved someone, right?"

A muffled thunder struck his head, and Obito's body instantly stiffened on the bed.

Kakashi, gravel, sharingan

"That's enough. I don't want to listen to your nagging anymore. I want to go back, right away."

"Little devil, there's no point in escaping. You don't want to know who I am." The old man staggered to the chair and sat down, placing the sickle next to his hand.

Obito turned his eyes in shock, and finally realized something was wrong. An old man with Sharingan was actually living in seclusion in such a place. He knew all the elders in the family, but he had never seen this person before.

"Old man, you are a defecting ninja, who are you?"

"Who am I? I am the ghost of Uchiha." Naruto Hatake Glory