Uchiha Obito lay collapsed on the ground, forced to activate the Rinne Rebirth Technique.
The moment the jutsu began, he felt his life force being drained away at a terrifying speed.
Even his hair was beginning to turn ashen gray.
This was far worse than Nagato's case in the original story. Nagato had revived an entire village, yet Obito had only revived Uchiha Madara alone, and it had nearly emptied him of all his vitality.
That alone showed the enormous gap between someone with the Sage's body and an ordinary shinobi.
If Naruto Uzumaki had not carried the Nine-Tails sealed inside him since childhood, he would have undoubtedly been considered a true genius from the start.
"Hahaha… So this is what it feels like."
Uchiha Madara clenched his hands, feeling the warmth of blood and flesh once more, and laughed wildly.
He had waited far too long for this day.
So long that he had almost forgotten the sensation of standing in a living body.
"Ma… Madara…"
Obito's voice was filled with hatred.
Only now did he truly understand what Namikaze Kirito had meant earlier.
He had only ever been a pawn.
He had also heard what Black Zetsu said just now.
Everything had been part of Madara's plan.
The Eye of the Moon Plan. The dream of creating a new world. The meaning he had clung to all this time.
All of it had been nothing but strings tied around his neck.
His entire life had been someone else's game.
And as if that were not enough, he had watched the woman he loved die in front of him twice.
Both times, he had been powerless.
Living like this was nothing but pain.
As those thoughts passed through his mind, two lines of tears silently slid from Obito's eyes.
Namikaze Kirito watched him and could not help but sigh.
In his previous life, when he watched the anime, he had always felt anger toward Uchiha Obito.
But there had also been pity.
Now, standing in this world and facing the enemy who had killed his father and mother, even this ending felt light.
Before everyone's eyes, Uchiha Madara was finally, completely revived.
Black Zetsu peeled himself away from Obito's body and took the Rinnegan. White Zetsu emerged soon after.
Madara pressed both eyes back into place, then walked toward Senju Hashirama and absorbed the chakra from his body.
Now, Madara had reached the peak.
The Sage's body.
The Sage's eyes.
Both now existed within him.
He had truly obtained the power of all things.
"Namikaze Kirito," Madara said coldly. "You will pay for your arrogance soon enough."
Hearing that, Kirito's expression became strange.
Wasn't that the kind of line people usually said to Madara?
How had it become Madara's turn to say it to him?
Before Kirito could respond, Madara walked over to Obito.
At that moment, Obito's vitality was still leaking away rapidly. If not for the Ten-Tails within him, his condition would have been even more miserable.
Madara looked down at him.
"Pitiful brat."
His voice was calm, yet cruel.
"You thought you were using the world. You thought you were the one moving everything from the shadows."
Madara's lips curled faintly.
"But you were nothing more than a piece I placed on the board. Even what happened to that girl… and to the white-haired boy… was arranged by me."
For some reason, ever since being humiliated by Namikaze Kirito, Madara had started enjoying this kind of method.
Breaking someone with words before crushing them completely.
Especially the look on Obito's face as everything inside him collapsed.
It was almost perfect.
"Madara…"
Obito gritted his teeth, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth as rage tore through his already failing body.
"I'll… kill you…"
Madara laughed.
"With what?"
He looked down at Obito with absolute contempt.
"Even at your strongest, you never reached half of what I am. And now you can barely breathe."
Madara placed one hand over Obito's abdomen.
The Ten-Tails' power began to be stripped from Obito's body.
A scream tore from Obito's throat.
Having a tailed beast violently extracted from a jinchūriki was not pain an ordinary person could endure.
Soon, the white scale-like armor and terrifying aura surrounding Obito disappeared completely.
At the same time, Madara's body began to change.
A white robe formed around him.
His hair turned pale, and horn-like protrusions appeared on his forehead.
Several tomoe markings appeared across the back of his robe.
And behind him, Truth-Seeking Orbs floated silently.
If his aura before had been overwhelming, then the pressure he carried now was despair itself.
It was not the same dimension of power at all.
Compared to Obito as the Ten-Tails Jinchūriki, Madara was on an entirely different level.
This was the difference between being controlled by power…
And truly controlling it.
Madara had no need for crimson barriers or desperate methods to restrain the Ten-Tails.
His own will was enough to make that power obey.
"Namikaze Kirito."
The moment Madara's strength reached its peak, he appeared before Kirito.
His eyes burned with fighting spirit.
"This is my true power."
He looked down at Kirito as if staring at something insignificant.
"Now, you are no more than dust before me. I can barely sense any power from you at all."
That confident posture suited Uchiha Madara.
Arrogant.
Overbearing.
Unshakably proud.
The very image of the man who once stood against Hashirama.
However, Kirito only looked at him meaningfully.
His golden Rinnegan shone with a quiet light.
"Madara…"
Kirito's voice was calm.
"I don't want to ruin your mood right after your resurrection, but I'll say this clearly."
He looked directly into Madara's eyes.
"Even as the Ten-Tails Jinchūriki, you are still not on the same level as me."
Madara's eyes narrowed.
Kirito continued.
"To me, you don't look much different from a child who just picked up a sharp weapon."
The moment those words fell, Kirito released his aura completely.
Boom!
A golden wave of pressure swept across the battlefield.
The sky itself seemed to crack.
The ground trembled violently.
The air screamed.
Since reaching this level, Namikaze Kirito had never once shown his full strength before others.
And what he had said earlier was not arrogance.
Before obtaining the Rinnegan, even with only half of his template unlocked, he had already been able to deal with Urashiki Ōtsutsuki.
Now, every part of him had reached its peak.
His strength had already surpassed the limits of this world.
"What…?"
Even the shinobi on the distant battlefield were crushed to the ground by the edge of Kirito's aura.
As for Madara, who stood directly in front of him, the pressure was far worse.
At that moment, Madara felt as though an entire mountain had descended onto his shoulders.
The suffocating weight made his vision blur for an instant.
"How…"
Madara's voice was low, filled with disbelief.
"How can you possess this much power?"
For the first time, Madara clearly felt the distance between himself and another person.
And that realization brought him something he had almost never experienced before.
Despair.
He had the Sage's body.
He had the Sage's eyes.
He had become the Ten-Tails Jinchūriki.
He should have been standing at the very summit of this world.
And yet…
Even now, he still could not suppress this man?
Instead, he was the one being overwhelmed by Kirito's presence.
"I refuse to accept this."
Madara's face twisted.
In that moment, he looked almost exactly like Obito had earlier.
As if something inside him had snapped, Madara no longer tried to confront Kirito directly.
Instead, he raised his hand toward his forehead.
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