After speaking the words of self-recognition, clarity finally returned to Obito's eyes.
He wanted to check his body, and only after five seconds did Obito lower his head.
Then Obito tried walking, sitting, and lying down, creating a bizarre scene in the Shrine Maiden Palace.
A handsome man with a gentle demeanor moved like a short-circuited, mentally challenged robot, performing various stiff actions.
Time rewinds to before.
"Impossible, why are you still able to return?!"
In the spiritual world, the Malice spirit, in the form of Shion, shouted in disbelief.
Before it was a figure resembling Obito, its face changing unpredictably, with completely different faces appearing on Obito's face in alternation.
I'm not dead?
What does that mean?
Why should I die?
And who am I?
Countless questions surfaced in the mind of the figure resembling Obito.
I am Junsuke, Koki, Ono, Shohei, Hideki....
Names and memories appeared in the mind of the figure resembling Obito, accompanied by its constantly changing face.
Who exactly am I?
The figure began to change again, countless names and memories suddenly appearing, but then disappearing.
Again and again.
Constantly asking who he was, and constantly getting answers.
Then constantly denying them.
The figure stood still like a crashed computer, contemplating who he truly was.
Endless, different answers appeared, but were instinctively rejected.
Every soul had its own memory, its own name, none yielding to the other, as if after an infinite amount of thought.
The figure still couldn't figure out who he was.
Finally, he gave up on thinking about this question that was destined to have no answer.
Inside the figure resembling Obito, the endless, ceaseless arguments among the souls temporarily ceased.
"What are we doing here?"
One soul posed a true soul-searching question.
Unexpectedly, the countless souls, who had just been bickering fiercely and fighting over who they were, now gave a unified answer.
"Rin!"
"We want to create a world with Rin!"
Including the questioner, countless souls answered in unison.
"Who is Rin?"
Another question was thrown out, but the answers were not all the same.
"I know, it's Rin Nohara!"
"Nonsense, Rin is a Konoha Ninja!"
"You're talking rubbish, Rin is a medical Ninja!"
"Bullshit, Rin is a second-year student at the Ninja Academy!"
"Get out of here, she's clearly a fifth-year!"
"....."
This question was destined to remain unanswered, and arguments and chaos once again spread among the countless souls.
A free-for-all began.
No one agreed with the other's answer, everyone believed they were right and others were heretics.
The battle continued for a long time.
Half of the souls were devoured by the others, and the melee slowly stopped.
A soul aura, several times stronger than the souls present, arose here, followed by two, then three.....
Finally, over a thousand powerful auras appeared one after another.
"I say, Rin is a Konoha medical Ninja, who disagrees?!"
A soul with a powerful presence said.
"I disagree, Rin is clearly an academy student at the Ninja Academy!"
A soul, whose presence was not weak but slightly stronger, immediately retorted.
Just as another free-for-all was about to begin, a soul with an ancient but equally powerful aura said.
"We can't keep arguing like this. Why don't we think about how to create a world with Rin?"
After this question was posed, there was another round of arguments, with no one yielding to another.
"Collect the Tailed Beasts!"
"Nonsense, it's clearly the Eye of the Moon Plan!"
"It's the Infinite Tsukuyomi, do you even understand?!"
"...."
Endless arguments erupted again, as if the bickering would never cease.
The soul with the ancient aura stepped forward again.
"Everyone, why don't we form a council and solve problems by voting, with the minority abiding by the majority?"
The bickering souls stopped arguing and responded in a flurry of voices.
"Alright."
"No problem."
"I think it will work."
"....."
After some time, all the souls quieted down, and a powerful soul, broken with only half a head and one arm remaining, said.
"I think since we have a council, how about calling it the Junsuke Council?"
"I object, it should be called the Koki Council!"
"I also object, but I think it should be called the Shoma Council!"
"I object...."
The first item on the council's agenda immediately devolved into endless bickering; although it was supposed to be minority submission to the majority, no majority existed.
Fortunately, with rules in place, no melee began.
After an unknown amount of time, a spiky-haired, silly boy, whose soul seemed on the verge of dissipating, spoke.
"I propose calling it the Obito Meeting!"
All the souls fell silent. Who was Obito?
But the name Obito Meeting surprisingly sounded good. Never mind, this will do.
"I agree!"
"I agree too!"
"Seconded!"
The council finally passed its first agenda item. Some souls wanted to find out which genius came up with such a good name.
After several inquiries, a few souls gave the answer.
"It was a child's soul."
"That's right, I saw him too, wearing a dusty pair of goggles."
"Yes, he seemed very weak."
"Not weak, I was right next to him. After he spoke, he couldn't maintain himself and dissipated!"
Subsequently, all souls stopped investigating and resumed the next agenda item of the Obito Meeting.
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