[Hokage] One tit for another

The heavy rain seemed to be boundless, spreading from the distant horizon, covering the whole world in gray mist.The raindrops hit the ground hard, forming small and fast-moving streams.

The rain was so urgent, so majestic.Intertwined with the thunder in the sky, it is like a sonata of fate.

Itachi had already joined the battle against Otsuki Kaguya Hime, and the staggered figures looked extremely small under the towering sacred tree.I took one last look at them, found a remote blind spot, and sat down.

I slowly raised my hand and touched my left eye.The newly acquired power boils in my blood, and I follow these chakras that have been passed down from ancient times, and more and more silk threads connect me with Otsuki.

It is enough.

The ancestor of Chakra has reappeared in the world, and the power of the Sage of the Six Paths has also been obtained.

All the people hidden behind have appeared, and there is no power in this world that can be stronger than the current ones.

I exerted strength cautiously, and inserted my fingers into the soft eye sockets, and blood gushed out instantly.

Maybe it hurts.

But now I don't quite know what pain is, and the feeling of adding to the body has long been swallowed up by something more cold and chaotic.I just felt very cold, a large amount of chakra gathered in the left eye, and then pulled away.

Only hot blood flowed down my cheeks, which made me feel a little warmth in a trance.

I accurately calculated the chakra I needed to use, and sent all the rest into my left eye.

The icy rain trickled down the ends of my hair to the side of my face, washing away the meandering blood.I panted slightly, holding a sticky ball in my hand.As if the barrier had been lost, the blood trickled out from the hollow, mixed with the rain, hit the dust together, and splashed small black water.

Most of the chakra was pulled away, and my mind felt dizzy.After sitting there alone for a long time, I finally came back to my senses.

The cold sweat that broke out on my body was poured by the rain again, and I was soaked all over. The clothes clinging to the skin seemed to be able to conduct the damp cold air directly into the bone marrow.

"What are you doing?" Orochimaru came to me from the darkness and asked seemingly casually.The ninja's steps are very light, but Orochimaru's is extraordinarily quiet, like a snake swaying through the darkness with its tail swaying.

I did not speak.

Orochimaru looked down at me, breathed very lightly and paused, I even suspected that it was just my illusion, anyway, I couldn't tell the difference between fantasy and reality.

The tiny white snake snaked its way to my feet, and I handed it my eyes.Suddenly accepting such power, the white snake rolled on the ground in pain, making a hissing sound.

Orochimaru and I were silent, waiting for the white snake to finally calm down from the convulsions, and then disappear with a sound of "Peng".

Orochimaru smiled slightly.His voice is low and hoarse, but it is not unpleasant, but has a unique charm.

"Leave it all to me?" he asked.

"Be careful, I will swallow it for myself."

Although he didn't say that, the tone of Orochimaru's teasing tone was full of this meaning.

Indeed, this is the eye of reincarnation of the six realms.With it, you can stand at the pinnacle of the ninja world.In addition, Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara, that is, the Chakra of Indra and Asura, are mixed with my unique power to ensure the stability between different powers.

And the power contained in it and the profound meaning of the world, isn't it what Orochimaru has been eagerly seeking?

Orochimaru has no obligation to keep the agreement at all, and we don't even have an agreement.

but……

"You'll help me, won't you?" I said firmly.

Orochimaru stopped laughing.

"Do you understand?" I asked, throwing a scroll to Orochimaru.

"Sasuke, I don't have the ability to read in the dark." Although Orochimaru said so, he still put the scroll in his arms and put it away.

What he said meant that there was nothing wrong with what I wrote, and of course I was confident that my writing was correct, absolutely beautiful and clean.

This might be the last one.I thought carefully about what else was missing. In fact, I just wrote a few parts that I care about. I am not a mother in the world of Quannin, so there is no need to do my best. The rest will be left to them to solve by themselves. .

"Selling ninja tools is definitely the most profitable business." The torrent formed by the rain was flowing at my feet, and I suddenly said to myself.

Ninjas are used to being extravagant, and they are willing to spend energy on ninja tools. After all, good ninja tools may save their lives at critical moments.What's more, just like women love jewelry and men love luxury cars, ninjas of course also love all kinds of ninja gear and protective gear.Good ninja tools can sell for sky-high prices in the hands of ninjas, not to mention that most ninja tools are consumables.

And the ninjas are not smart enough, most of them have never thought about where their ninja tools come from, and when their money is spent.

I have noticed this a long time ago. In some war-torn areas, children secretly go to the battlefield to pick up discarded ninja tools and sell them for money, but most bosses are unwilling to recycle such ninja tools of unknown origin. If there is no strange technique hidden, it will not be worth the loss if he is inexplicably sought revenge in the end.

But these are not problems at all for me.

"So, I want to open a ninja shop." I said, picking up a stone from my feet and playing with it in my hand.This will not only make a fortune, but also solve the employment problem of war-torn children. "Do you know what a chain store is?"

Orochimaru stood behind me with arms folded, neither affirming nor denying.His eyes kept falling on me, but he seemed indifferent to my words.

I didn't care, just continued to talk to myself: "It's just to use the name of our Uchiha family to let Uchiha's ninja shops open all over the five major countries. Of course this is a process, and some serious procedures are required. Start with one store, and then gradually expand. We have two sources of goods, one is to recycle discarded ninja tools and recast them, and the other is to open mines.”

"It's easy to get a mining permit from the daimyo, and it's not difficult to complete the procedures."

"Mining, recycling ninja tools, and even recasting all require a lot of manpower. After the war, the most redundant thing is manpower." The heavy rain poured down, as if obliterating the world, and my voice was covered by the sound of rain.

The world doesn't really need ninjas.

After the war, the five major powers had formed an alliance, and so many daimyo could not move for a short period of time, and there was no place for ninjas to display their talents.But if thousands of ninjas have nowhere to go, they will become local hooligans, wild grass bandits, and wild dogs who have lost their masters.

Always make a den for the dog.

A dog with a nest will be extremely obedient.People with special powers are also very suitable for doing various jobs, whether it is mining, making ninja tools, or transportation, they can all play a very important role.

"It's a profiteering business, and no one can leave arms. The money you make can scale up, and the bigger the scale, the more money, and just the taxes you pay can feed a country. And people depend on us It will also be stronger...until 80.00% of the weapons are from my own hands, so a single kunai can shake the whole world."

I never doubted that my ninja shop would fail.

Although it seems simple, only I can do the procedures of getting through the procedures of each joint, the permission to mine cast iron everywhere, and the technology of making and recycling ninja tools.

The stone shattered into powder and fell to the ground rustling from my fingers.

"Why are you telling me this?" Orochimaru's voice could not hear any joy or anger.

I didn't answer, as if everything was casual chatter.I could feel Orochimaru's eyes falling from my face to my hands, and after a long silence, he asked softly: "Can't hold back anymore, your killing intent?"

My breathing suddenly stagnated, and it took me a long time to exhale lightly.In fact, I didn't expect to be able to hide it from Orochimaru, but this guy is too sensitive, right?

"Your little movements are getting more and more... is it because you can't control yourself if you don't do something?" Orochimaru approached slowly, his voice was very soft, as if a gust of wind could blow it away, but it lingered endlessly .He chuckled twice, and continued, "Has it reached this point?"

"Killing, destruction, despair, pain... the breath on your body is getting more and more delicious." Orochimaru seemed to be discerning something carefully, and there seemed to be a trace of leisure amidst the sound of continuous rain, "Your body lives A beast."

"Why, are you about to lose it?"

Lightning flashed across, illuminating the sky.

The rapid raindrops crackled like drums.

"Beasts have always existed, but you didn't have this feeling of being driven to the end before." Orochimaru's voice was clearly recognizable, and he was not in a hurry, as if he was telling a fairy tale. With a hint of mystery, "You were stronger than it before, so you could hold it firmly. But now that it has come out, you can no longer do anything..."

"Shut up." In the roar of thunder, I interrupted Orochimaru violently.

"It's the eyes." Orochimaru continued unmoved, "It's your eyes."

What Orochimaru said was endless, I frowned.

"You are afraid of it, so you are also afraid of your eyes, and you have been reluctant to use it all the time, because every time you use it, your suppression of it will become weaker."

Orochimaru's tone was firm.

"I've been thinking about where your magical power comes from. Even the Uchiha family has never had such a talent as you. It's so special... I have traveled countless mountains and rivers and explored countless ruins I have never seen such a powerful and unique ability like you in the secret realm. And why are you so repelled and feared when you have this kind of power."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, as if pouring the rivers of the whole world from the high sky.

As if it was the final end, Orochimaru explained in detail what he had been thinking for a long time.

I sat quietly, keeping silent, letting the icy rain rage, as if turned into a piece of wood in this night.

"If it's not your power, but its, then it seems to explain everything." Orochimaru said, "I thought at first that you and it were two independent individuals, but then I found out that I was wrong. "

"You don't have that simple relationship with it."

"You reject it, fear it, avoid it, and regard that power as a devil. So you like warmth and chase colors, as if you are trying to distance yourself from it, and pursue everything that is opposite to it. But you can't Repressively drawn to what is near it. You are constantly being influenced by it."

"You are one with it, but it is the source."

In the end, Orochimaru said so.

The ferocious lightning seemed to tear the sky apart, and the rain slapped on my face. I trembled and closed my eyes.

This is obvious and irrefutable.

I just exist attached to it.From the beginning to the end, that power does not belong to me, but a drop in the ocean that seeps from it.

It was hard for me to separate from it, and to have myself, of course, the farther away from it, the clearer the boundary with it, and the clear distinction, in order to survive.

To touch, borrow, or even release those powers, wouldn't it mean returning to the original point and being annihilated in that dark and cold world again?

But I ended up doing it anyway.

"You did it perfectly." Orochimaru's tone couldn't tell whether it was admiration or regret, "but after you lost your eyes, it is impossible to control that power anymore."

There is an unbridgeable gulf between me and it.

This kind of negligence and accident can only happen once, and what I once did my best to do, but now I send it back.Losing my eyes, the color and light have left me, and I can no longer compete with the frantic blackness. Being gradually engulfed is a predictable ending.

It wakes up.

"I've heard a story." Orochimaru said leisurely, like a snake cruising in the dark, "The fox squatted on the tiger's head while it was asleep. All animals are afraid of the tiger, so they obey the fox's orders. So The fox wants the tiger to sleep forever, but one day the tiger wakes up, what do you think will happen?"

"The fox will be eaten by the tiger. Because the tiger will never allow itself to be deceived and insulted." I replied calmly.

Orochimaru paused for a while, then said slowly, "It's not a tiger."

"—it's a god."

Tigers and foxes are both animals living under the same sky.

Unfortunately, I am not qualified to be a fox at all, and it is not a weak and friendly thing like a tiger.

After a long silence, so long that both of us were about to turn into stone statues, I said softly: "So this is what you saw at that time... If you think it is, then so be it."

"Sasuke, I just want to know what it will do when it wakes up." Orochimaru asked.

I didn't speak because Orochimaru didn't need my answer.

He said "killing, destruction, despair, pain" at the beginning, all the dark and cold things seem to be the back of the world, just like a tiger should be born to eat meat, which is also its innate duty and instinct.

Through the overlapping branches, the power of Naruto and Itachi is still shining in the night, and the battle is still going on.The Giant Amaterasu was burning even in the rainstorm, and its vigorous power colored the sky.

"Won't wake up."

I finally said, in a very soft voice, as if to penetrate into the long and endless night, "Things that shouldn't wake up should never wake up."

Another endless silence.

Thunder and rain are intertwined into the last movement in this world.

I stood up and grabbed the knife at my waist.

"Do you have to do this?" At this moment, Orochimaru suddenly asked a question that I didn't expect.

I was slightly taken aback.

It's not like Orochimaru's style.

If there is only one person in this world who is full of expectations for what I do, it must be Orochimaru.

Orochimaru is the one I am most looking forward to and happy about.That's why he keeps helping me.

Has he noticed it?He can even discover the existence of "it", so there's no reason why he can't see such an obvious thing.

——This world is a dead end.

This is a comic world.I've been wondering where the world is headed when the manga ends.

All fate lines return to one point, a predestined ending.Kaguya Otsutsuki ate the forbidden fruit for this ending, the appearance of the Sage of the Six Paths was for this ending, the disagreement between Tomaro and Indra was for this ending, the battle between Hashirama and Madara was for this ending, Konoha's The establishment, the emergence of the five major countries, and even the extermination of the Uchiha...all for the final outcome.

Even after the ending, the world will still not be destroyed.Everyone's life will continue, the blood will continue to be passed on, and a new generation will appear, as if a new chapter has been opened.

But it is just falling into a new cycle again.

The story that happened is still so old-fashioned, you can know it without guessing.But the world stands still forever.

The world is dead.

It will never develop forward and backward, and it seems that everyone is trying to live, but in fact it is just a continuous cycle in a samsara.

Children repeat their father's stories, and younger generations repeat the mistakes of their elders.

So I want to break it, so that this world will no longer be bound by the thin world line, but let the line of fate stretch wildly like the world I was in, and grow into a strong tree.

The towering branches stretch to the unknown distance.

Even if you still can't get rid of the established fate, I hope everyone can at least have more choices.

If you want to break an ending, kill the previous god and create a new god.

Everything I do is for this ending.

But Orochimaru actually wanted to persuade me to stop at the last moment.Does he think it is acceptable to live in such an endless loop?

For a moment, I didn't understand what Orochimaru was thinking.

Orochimaru seemed surprised by what he asked, he covered his mouth thoughtfully and smiled for a while, but he didn't mean to explain.

It is no longer possible to stop.

Perhaps this result was doomed from the beginning.

It's ridiculous to think about it this way.

This is the life I stole.False things should never have existed in the first place.It is a miracle that I persisted for two lifetimes.

What is stolen must be returned to "it".

But I'm still a bit unwilling, that's why I struggled for so long.

"You'll help me, won't you?" I repeated.

Orochimaru smiled slightly.

I passed him by, and at the moment when I was about to leave, Orochimaru suddenly spoke.

"You know what I saw in your eyes when I first met you, Sasuke?" he asked.

I stopped and didn't look back.

Without waiting for my reply, Orochimaru continued: "It's ambition."

"Incomparable...ambition."

Ambitious...

Maybe there is, the ambition and desire born of great despair and unwillingness.

I raised the corners of my lips slightly and strode away.