Although more than half an hour had passed inside the illusion world you created, in the real world…
only a few seconds had slipped by.
Everyone surrounding you and Obito stood in a state of suffocating tension.
They didn't know whether they should attack, restrain you, or simply wait for something to happen. Every single shinobi felt like a single wrong move might trigger a disaster.
Even the hot-headed Raikage, who was usually the first to shout or smash something, remained silent. His fists were clenched, but he didn't speak.
No one did.
So they all simply stood there—
waiting for a cue, a sign, anything.
Finally, after you and Obito finished discussing everything inside the illusion world, the shared dimension collapsed, and both of you returned to reality at the exact same moment.
Obito inhaled sharply, as if appreciating the world one last time.
Then he exhaled, squared his shoulders… and clapped his hands.
A loud, final declaration left his mouth:
"Infinite Tsukiyomi!"
The ground trembled.
On his forehead, a third eye slowly cracked open—
the Nine-Magatama Rinne Sharingan blooming like a curse awakened.
Gasps erupted from all around.
Even the Raikage took a step back.
Seeing Obito unleash the technique, you slowly closed your eyes…
just for a moment.
And when you opened them again,
glowing with absolute clarity—
Your own Mangekyo Sharingan had appeared.
In that instant, you invoked its power three times.
First Ability — Ōkuninushi no Kyōmei onto Infinite Tsukiyomi
The moment you cast it, you felt it:
Your chakra wasn't draining—
it was being swallowed.
Normally, your chakra was like a massive reservoir—a dam capable of feeding jutsu endlessly. Even powerful techniques only made tiny cracks in it.
But this?
This felt like someone had smashed the entire dam open.
Water was flooding out in a violent torrent, draining faster than you could control.
You could practically feel your body screaming for stability.
Obito immediately stepped forward and placed one hand in the air—
a silent suggestion.
You lifted your hand to meet his.
The moment your palms touched,
a surge began.
Your chakra,
your life force,
ten days and nine nights' worth—
all of it started rushing toward you from Obito, replenishing and stabilizing the energy you were losing.
Only then did you activate your second movement.
Second Ability — Uzume no Kakuri
You became the center of the technique, anchoring its field across the battlefield. Reality warped gently, space shivering as the world bent around your presence.
Third Ability — Ōkuninushi no Kyōmei (Amplification on Uzume no Kakuri)
Once again you invoked it—
a reinforcement, a magnification.
And the moment you layered it,
your entire being felt like it was being hollowed out and filled at the same time.
A fusion of power, exhaustion, and overwhelming force spread from you like a storm.
---
After a while, the moment finally arrived.
From the moon—
from that cold, pale sphere hanging silently in the sky—
the Infinite Tsukuyomi erupted.
A blinding white light descended onto the earth, flooding the entire world.
It was like daylight…
But not sunlight.
A light that felt holy and horrifying at the same time.
Everyone standing beneath it froze for half a heartbeat.
Then, silently, without a single scream—
their consciousnesses were pulled away.
Their black pupils shifted, rotating slowly into rinnegan,
and one by one,
they fell into the illusion.
And within mere moments…
every human being in the Naruto world
—every shinobi, civilian, wanderer, merchant, rogue, child, elder—
fell under the Genjutsu.
Except two:
Obito.
Akira.
Naruto and Sasuke?
Not this time.
They weren't strong enough, and Kurama couldn't interfere.
This Tsukuyomi was not the same one from the original timeline.
This version was magnified.
By how much?
Even you didn't know.
He only knew one thing:
Your life force was burning away like paper thrown into fire.
Even with Obito constantly supplying you, it wasn't enough.
And Obito's chakra—
was also dropping at a frightening rate.
Then the second phase began.
Massive trees erupted from the ground, their roots splitting soil and stone. From the trunks, long vine-like structures extended and wrapped around the entranced people, lifting them gently into the air.
Even the Kage who were prepared for anything—
They couldn't resist.
They couldn't counter.
They couldn't even move.
Another jutsu had arrived, and they were helpless before it.
A few minutes later, the entire Naruto world was shrouded in darkness again—
but not a natural darkness.
A silence.
A stillness.
A world put to sleep.
This time, there were no humans awake to witness the beauty of the moonlight.
Even Black Zetsu was caught.
Even Isshiki Ōtsutsuki was trapped within the Genjutsu.
Only one being escaped:
Kaguya Ōtsutsuki.
But you knew the truth—
if humanity was sealed,
the chances of Kaguya being released were less than one percent.
And honestly, if she still managed to escape under these conditions,
You decided he would respect her.
But suddenly—
You felt the flow of life force entering him weaken.
You clenched your jaw.
Uzume no Kakuri…
The field still hadn't fully expanded.
It wasn't covering the entirety of the Naruto world yet.
You turned to Obito.
"Obito… the Infinite Tsukuyomi is successful.
As for whether it affects souls—I don't know.
You'll have to use your rinnegan to find that out."
You took a breath, forcing your fading body to stand tall.
"And the Uzume no Kakuri isn't complete.
You have to push more chakra.
More life force."
Obito listened silently.
Then he opened his Rinnegan, staring into the distance as if seeing something Akira couldn't.
After a long, tense moment—
Obito smiled.
Only then did the flow change.
A flood of chakra and life force—stronger than before—
poured into you.
But even with this reinforcement,
Your life force was disappearing too fast.
In just a few minutes,
You had burned through decades of it.
And from the connection, you could now feel—
Obito's life force was draining just as fast.
Both of them were being eaten alive by the scale of the technique.
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A few minutes later, the final stage unfolded.
Uzume no Kakuri—
the grand technique that bent the very structure of reality—
finally expanded to its full reach.
It covered the entire Earth.
And then, like a second skin wrapping the night sky,
it enveloped the Moon as well.
You knew exactly why you had to include the Moon.
The descendants of Hamura Ōtsutsuki still lived there—
the distant branch clan of the Sage's brother.
So the Moon had to be sealed too.
---
By now, both you and Obito were gasping for air.
The world around you smelled faintly of decay—
the scent of dying chakra,
of fading life force,
of bodies approaching their limit.
It felt like standing at the edge of your own grave.
Just as you lifted your eyes one last time—
looking at the Moon you had bound with your own existence—
Obito spoke.
His voice was soft, but steady.
"Akira… I'm leaving first."
You turned slightly, but before you could respond,
Obito closed his eyes.
And then—
The Infinite Tsukuyomi's light washed over him.
The vines rose.
And Obito Uchiha…
passed willingly into the dream.
He could have lived a few more years with the life force he retained.
He could have extended his survival.
But he chose not to.
Because Infinite Tsukuyomi didn't affect Rinnegan users—
not unless they allowed it.
And Obito willingly surrendered himself to the illusion.
You smiled faintly.
You had only a few minutes left now.
Your decades were gone.
Burned away.
Obito's gift had been exhausted.
And now, you stood alone.
The only human still breathing in the entire Naruto world.
---
With what little remained of your strength,
you bit into your thumb,
letting your blood drip onto the ground.
You formed the final hand signs—slowly, shakily, each one costing you precious seconds of life.
Then—
Boom.
A summoning seal spread beneath your feet, faint but complete.
And from the blood, from the seal, from the last fragments of your chakra,
a creature emerged.
A raven, black as a starless night, its feathers carrying a faint metallic sheen.
Its eyes glowed with a mysterious intelligence—almost as if it already knew why it had been summoned by a dying man.
Seeing it, you couldn't help but smile.
Your body still looked like that of a fourteen–fifteen year old, but the truth was clear in every breath you took:
Your life force was already gone.
You were living only on scraps—on the last flickers of existence.
The raven hopped forward, let out a soft but sharp kraaa, and perched gently on your shoulder.
It rubbed its head against your cheek, almost excited, almost affectionate.
You chuckled weakly.
"Well… it seems you're the only one who'll accompany me while I die."
Your voice was soft, like a whisper to the night.
"Many years ago, I used to wonder how many people would come to my funeral," you continued.
"I once heard a saying…
that a man's worth is the number of people who show up when he dies."
You inhaled slowly, painfully.
"But now… it seems you're the only one."
The raven tilted its head, and as if it understood your sorrow, it suddenly let out a loud, powerful cry.
Then another.
Then again.
Its voice echoed across the silent land.
And in response—
More voices answered.
Birds.
Animals.
Creatures from mountains, forests, rivers—
all began to stir.
Within minutes, the dead and empty world was filled with life.
Thousands of creatures surrounded you from every direction.
Under the night sky, birds circled above like constellations in motion.
Every kind of animal— wolves, deer, foxes, boar, small critters, even insects—
all gathered around you, sitting quietly, respectfully.
A natural funeral.
A final farewell offered by the world itself.
You looked at them all… and smiled.
A single tear slipped down your cheek.
You turned slowly to the raven still perched on your shoulder.
"…I haven't given you a name yet, have I?"
The raven chirped loudly, proudly, as if urging you—
"Say it."
You breathed out, a faint laugh escaping your lips.
"Then meeting you was my destiny…
and meeting me was yours."
You raised your hand gently and touched its feathered head.
"From now on…
let your name be—"
You paused.
Then said clearly:
"Yatagarasu."
The raven spread its wings magnificently, as if accepting the name written in the stars.
A bond had been forged.
A legacy created.
You looked at Yatagarasu, at the creatures surrounding you, at the moon you sealed, and at the world you reshaped.
For the first time in a long time…
you felt peace.
You closed your eyes.
You inhaled the night air one final time,
exhaled softly—
And drifted away.
The last human…
passed with a smile.
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