Shinigami in the Ninja World

In the wind, it wasn't just Obito Uchiha's body that was dissolving and disintegrating.

The power of the vortex was disruptive, damaging both tangible and intangible things.

Even the Kamui dimension was starting to break apart.

Obito, already injured, was losing focus due to the pain, and the cracks in the dimension were being widened not only by Naruto's power but also by the vortex. The blue particles gnawed at the fissures, expanding them.

Even the black staff, formed from a Truth-Seeking Ball in his hand, was crumbling.

His expression twisted with pain and struggle.

Naruto looked at him coldly, gathering spiritual energy in his hand, waiting for Obito's body to completely disintegrate.

"You can even break through Kamui," Obito gritted his teeth, forming a single-hand seal and channeling chakra. "Truly impressive."

"You have the same space-time ninjutsu talent as our teacher."

The wind grew more violent, more chaotic, stabbing through Obito's body, intensifying his pain and speeding up his disintegration.

"But you can't stop me." Obito swung his hand, his eyes wide with defiance. "No one can stop me."

He disengaged from his intangibility, fully exposing himself to the dangerous reality.

Pain and death…

These sensations seemed to push him past his limits, furthering his control over the Ten-Tails' power.

His body underwent more changes.

Two of the five spikes on his back moved to his shoulders, and beneath them, six black tomoe markings appeared. His skin sprouted scales, forming a robe-like armor.

In his hand appeared a staff, seemingly embodying the power of the Sage of Six Paths.

Two small horns also grew from his head.

Behind him, a ring of Truth-Seeking Balls floated.

With a sudden hum, red flames ignited on the five spikes protruding from his back, spreading across his body, as if he intended to burn away the vortex's power.

And indeed, there was some effect—the winds and air currents brought by the vortex were scorched away by the flames, disappearing completely.

However, the vortex itself was unaffected by the flames. Once separated, it began devouring the flames in turn.

This allowed Obito a brief respite.

The Ten-Tails granted him a self-healing ability similar to that of the Nine-Tails, and his wounds began healing at a visible rate.

"No longer hiding in that turtle shell of a space?" Naruto withdrew his hand, leaving the rift lingering in the air as he coldly gazed at Obito.

Obito shook his head. "There's no need anymore."

He raised his hand, and the staff in it disappeared. A black substance slowly condensed in his palm.

"You are powerful."

"But this is where it ends."

The weapon he formed was one Naruto had seen before.

Its body was twisted, like the structure of DNA, long and sharp, with a deep black color that exuded an even more destructive energy than the Truth-Seeking Balls. �

"What is that?" Naruto asked.

Obito, struggling to hold it aloft, replied, "It's hard to imagine, isn't it?"

"This is the weapon of the Sage of Six Paths, a legendary divine tool."

"The sword of the mind, controlled by the will of its master—Sword of Nunoboko."

"It's the very weapon the Sage used to split the first continent."

A creation weapon?

Naruto immediately dismissed that thought. The world had existed long before the Sage of Six Paths.

But it certainly had the power to reshape continents.

Obito raised the weapon and swung it down at Naruto.

"Die."

"Under this attack…"

Naruto didn't dodge or evade. He merely raised his hand, holding it out flat in front of him. "Just because we don't know what it's called doesn't mean I'm ignorant of what it is."

Obito's expression became confused, unsure of what Naruto meant by that. What did he mean by "don't know the name"? But his strike didn't falter, and he swung with all his might.

With a metallic clang, the Sword of Nunoboko struck something—but it wasn't Naruto. Instead, it hit a newly formed barrier, like a mirror.

A wordless binding spell.

"Bakudō #81. Dankū (斷空, Splitting Void)."

The attack was nullified.

Obito's eyes widened in disbelief, a tingling sensation rising from his tailbone and shooting up his spine to his head.

How could this be?

A sword said to be capable of splitting continents was stopped by something so thin, so fragile, like glass.

And it was done so effortlessly.

As if nothing had happened at all.

"I've fought against this kind of thing before." Naruto stepped forward with a flash of *shunpo*, grasping the blade's tip with his hand. "That's the power left behind by the Sage of Six Paths."

"Even though it's the same type of thing…"

"It's hard to believe that your version is so weak."

With a flick of his fingers, there was a sharp crack. The blade tip snapped, and like dominoes, the rest of the sword followed, shattering inch by inch until…

Only the hilt remained in Obito's hand.

"Got any more tricks?" Naruto tossed the broken shards aside with indifference.

Karin quickly appeared, catching the fragments mid-air, carefully sealing them in a scroll. Even if Naruto looked down on them…

They were still an inferior version of the Sage's power.

Obito stood there in shock, staring at the broken hilt in his hand, unable to process what had just happened.

He had always believed…

That with the power of the Sage of Six Paths, he would finally be able to defeat Naruto, carry out his plan, and create a world where Rin existed.

But this power, once thought to exist only in myths, had done nothing against Naruto. It hadn't even caused him any harm.

In fact, it seemed to be less of a threat than Kamui.

A legendary divine sword—why was it so fragile?

It didn't even seem as strong as an ordinary shuriken.

And most critically…

Naruto had already fought against the power he had dreamed of wielding for so long.

And Obito had known nothing of it.

"Seems like you're out of tricks," Naruto said softly, lifting his hand and pointing a finger at Obito. "Let's end this."

"Why are you destroying my ideals?" Obito shouted, his voice filled with fury.

All of the hatred he had buried in his heart exploded in that moment.

"This world…"

"Do you think it's so great?"

"Even if I did everything for Rin, wouldn't a world where no comrades die, where there is no death, no war, and only peace be a better world?"

Naruto's gaze remained cold, his tone equally so. "How many times are you going to keep lying to yourself?"

"Yes, this world is dirty."

"You talk about creating a peaceful new world under the guise of love and peace, but open your eyes."

"A group that manipulates international relations, using war and murder as profit—are they really working for love and peace?"

Obito was stunned, staring at Naruto, unable to find words.

"Exploiting the greed of the daimyo of the Five Great Nations, sacrificing the lives of ninja—even if their foolishness deserves that fate, can you really call that love and peace?"

Naruto took a step forward, drawing the Kurama sword.

"Erasing your own bloodline, the Uchiha clan."

"Killing your beloved teacher."

"Betraying your closest friends."

"All of this, in the name of love, peace, and a new world?"

Obito couldn't answer, his mouth opening and closing uselessly.

Naruto paused for a moment, then slowly moved closer.

"The Sword of Nunoboko, right? That's the name of that thing."

"Do you know why it was so weak in your hands, so easy to break?"

"Stop using these grand, lofty reasons to cover up your shame." His gaze was filled with contempt and disgust. "A man with over thirty years of life experience, who has faced life and death, and yet you can't even be honest with your own thoughts."

"You've never once acknowledged your own will."

"You couldn't even admit to yourself that you wanted to create a world where Rin existed until I forced you to."

"You're trying to cover one lie with another, then live in a world made of lies stacked upon lies…"

"That's not love and peace."

"You're just choosing to turn yourself from one prisoner into an utter fool."

Naruto took a deep breath. "I thought I had seen enough despicable people not to feel anger anymore toward scum like you."

"Obito Uchiha, you've taught me a lesson."

"Even now, my anger burns as fiercely as it did from the start."

He raised his arm, golden energy radiating from him like the blazing sun.

"You want to see Rin? That's simple." Naruto's voice was icy. "This world has a Pure Land. As long as you die, you'll meet her there."

Obito raised his head, staring at Naruto.

The blonde youth's eyes were as sharp as blades, filled with loathing and fury, his voice dripping with contempt: "But I won't let you have that."

"You'll never see her again, in any space or time."

Naruto thrust his sword forward.

With a sickening sound, the blade pierced Obito's heart, but this wasn't enough to kill him. As the Ten-Tails' jinchūriki, he still clung to life.

Naruto realized this.

Without hesitation, he invoked a low-level Kidō spell, Hadō #11. Tsuzuri Raiden (綴雷電, Bound Lightning), sending golden lightning coursing through the blade into Obito's heart, disrupting his pulse with unrestrained force.

Naruto reached out with his other hand, grabbing Obito's forehead and pulling at the soul emerging from his body.

"Obito!" Madara shouted.

Obito turned his head, locking eyes with his ancestor's Rinnegan.

With the last of his strength, he formed a hand seal in front of his abdomen. "Naruto Uzumaki… even in death…"

"I will still… complete…"

He didn't finish his sentence.

Naruto mercilessly ripped his soul from his body.

As the jinchūriki died, the Ten-Tails wasn't sealed away. Instead, it erupted from Obito's body, its massive form spreading across the space.

But the final hand seal Obito had made contained a trace of the Sage's power, nourishing the Ten-Tails even as it emerged.

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