Naruto: I can synthesize psychic beasts

In that night sky, the moonlight was dim,

The sky was covered with dark clouds, deafening thunders were heard one after another, and raindrops fell like pearls, washing the earth rapidly and powerfully. The whole world seemed to be plunged into endless darkness.

In this scene, a young man named A Fei is struggling to survive on the ruins.

He was once the person he admired most, but now he has become his biggest enemy.

Ah Fei's breathing was weak, blood was oozing from the wound on his chest, and his face was as pale as paper.

His vitality seemed to have reached its limit and could dissipate at any time. In such a difficult and harsh environment, he still insisted on protecting his eyes. This deep love is very touching!

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the destructive high wall at lightning speed, covered in a black raincoat, the eye on his right hand was blood red as fire, and full of mysterious black totems.

This mysterious visitor seemed to come from the underworld, which made people tremble with fear.

He sighed softly: "Oh, has the situation seen any breakthrough?" After he said these words, his figure gradually disappeared into the air, leaving the people present with deep shock and confusion.

At this moment, he was lying powerlessly on the muddy ground, his eyes fell on Xiaonan opposite him, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

His heart was filled with contradictions and confusion, and he didn't know how to face the reality before him.

However, when he saw the dying figure, a strong emotion surged in his heart. He wanted to know the truth, he wanted to know why Ah Fei did this.

So, he raised his head and shouted out the question in his heart with all his strength: "Obito, why?"

When Ah Fei heard this, he slowly turned his head and looked.

His eyes were filled with fatigue and helplessness, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Because this is reality..."

"Reality?" he asked doubtfully.

"Yes."

Hearing this, Xiaonan became even more confused. He didn't believe what Obito said, and he felt that there must be a deeper secret behind this.

However, he was not given more time to think.

His vitality became weaker and weaker, his vision gradually blurred, and his consciousness gradually drifted away. Finally, he closed his eyes and left this world forever.

Looking at the corpse, Xiaonan felt mixed emotions.

He didn't know how to face this cruel fact. He didn't know how to accept that Ah Fei, who once loved Xiao deeply, had become his enemy.

However, no matter what, she is someone he can never forget.

He will always remember this deep friendship, and move forward bravely with this feeling.

In the vast history of the Uchiha clan, the shining name is like a star,

Obito and Rin are the two most dazzling ones. However, the shackles of fate are ruthlessly placed on them, making their lives full of endless joys and sorrows.

On a stormy night, Obito lay quietly on the bed, the breath of life gradually fading away. His eyes revealed deep helplessness and reluctance, as if telling a memorable story.

"Lin, do you know? I once wanted to use my eye technique to change your will and leave you with one last chance of survival. Because no matter what the truth is, we cannot survive in this world alone. However, since you have made a new choice and learned the truth, then letting you appear in the world as a filthy person is undoubtedly an insult to you..."

Obito coughed softly a few times, and the blood at the corner of his mouth became thicker.

His voice was weak but firm, as if he was mumbling something crucial to himself.

"In the past, I had a dream of becoming a Hokage. However, I was too conceited and neglected the people and things around me, so I have achieved nothing until now." He raised his head and gazed at the night sky in the distance, his eyes full of helplessness and emotion.

"Even though time flies, I can still recall that scene clearly; Lin, your death... perhaps it was at that moment that my life was driven by that firm belief." He murmured to himself, with a hint of firmness and a hint of regret in his words.

"After all, it is my own ideas that constrain me. So please forgive me, Lin. This may be the last time. Please live your life according to your own thoughts."

Tears streamed down his cheeks, Obito's vision became blurry, and his breathing became more and more labored.

At this moment, Lin in the dream stood beside him, looking up at the gloomy sky with empty eyes. He did not show too much sadness or anger about Obito's impending death, but just listened to the words silently without saying a word.

His heart suddenly ached, as if it was being cut by a knife, and Lin felt that his soul was about to break free from his chest. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh, but he could not feel the slightest pain.

"Lin, you must remember that your life does not belong to you alone. You must remember that there will always be someone in this world who loves you..."

"But until I died, I was unable to create a world with you..."

The sound of the mortgage picture became smaller and smaller until it finally disappeared.

Obito slowly closed his eyes, tears silently sliding down his face. His heart was filled with pain, sadness, confusion and endless loneliness.

Just then, a strong wind blew by.

The windows were blown open and the rain poured down, soaking everything in the room.

Obito's body trembled slightly, and he felt as if he was in a world of ice and snow, cold to the bone.

However, at this moment, a warm current rose from the bottom of his heart and warmed his whole body. He opened his eyes and found himself lying on a comfortable bed, surrounded by a familiar environment.

It turned out that everything that happened just now was just a dream. Obito breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his tears, and prepared to get up.

Just then, footsteps were heard outside the door, and then a kind old woman walked in.

"Little Obito, you finally woke up!" The old woman's face was filled with a joyful smile and her eyes were shining with concern.

"Grandma..." he called softly, his eyes full of emotion.

The old woman walked over to the bed and sat down, gently stroking Obito's hair, and said softly: "You have been unconscious for several days. It's really heartbreaking."

He nodded slightly, but his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Although he knew that these were all illusions, the real feelings were so sincere.

"Okay, it's okay now. Little Obito, don't be so willful in the future." The old woman said with a smile, her eyes full of pampering.

Obito nodded, his heart filled with gratitude and guilt. He knew that all this was arranged by fate and was a gift from that person.

Just then, the noisy sound of rain came from outside the window, like millions of drumsticks beating the earth.

I looked up and looked at the rain outside the window, and an inexplicable impulse surged in my heart.

At midnight, thunder rumbled, lightning flashed, and a heavy rain was slowly falling.

In the distant Rain Country, everything has turned into a swamp.