[Uchiha Madara: "Excellent. Black Zetsu never disappoints."]
Madara eyed Black Zetsu with growing satisfaction—truly a will born of his own brilliance. Shame about the… face.
Of course he wasn't a fool. Black Zetsu had once "helped" Kaguya for some reason—why? And in this clip, Madara himself wasn't even present.
[Uchiha Izuna: "Whatever. Big Brother's Six Paths now. Ninja Alliance, prepare to be deleted."]
[Senju Hashirama: "Madara, why are you still so stubborn?!"]
[Senju Tobirama: "Big bro, you can't reason with him."]
[Uchiha Madara: "Unlike that boy Obito, I will carry Infinite Tsukuyomi through to the end."]
He would cast the dream. No one would stop him.
On the field, Black Zetsu had just stolen Yin Kurama's chakra and was about to peel himself off Obito to deliver it—
Obito's will snapped tight and he wrenched back control.
"You little—" Black Zetsu spat, seething.
Obito ignored the insults. His eyes locked on Madara.
Everyone watching tensed. What would Obito do?
"It's not over," Obito said, voice like ice. "Madara—I have a question. To you… what am I?"
Madara almost laughed. "At this hour you ask that? You are nothing else—you are Madara." He launched into another manifesto about the righteousness of dream-peace.
Something in Obito stirred. He stepped forward.
Sand rose like a wall—Gaara. Space rippled—Kamui tugged at Obito's body—Kakashi. Sage markings flared—Minato blinked to Madara with a Rasengan primed.
Elsewhere, Jiraiya fell into a stunned hush.
"Hold on—Minato can instant Sage Mode?!" he yelped.
Shrieks exploded through the bathhouse. Buckets and soap came sailing. Minutes later, Anbu ran a morality raid and "invited" Jiraiya in.
[Hiruzen Sarutobi: "Jiraiya, you degenerate! Why always this nonsense?"]
[Jiraiya: "Research, old man! Also—how did you know?"]
[Hiruzen: "Anbu report. Also: Minato is exceptional—instant Sage Mode, imagine that."]
[Jiraiya: "Minato, didn't you say Sage Mode was hard? This is 'hard'?"]
[Minato: "Just a tiny bit, teacher…"]
[Himawari: "Grandpa Minato is so cool!!"]
[Boruto: "No lie—super cool."]
Madara looked at Minato—and snapped his arm, then kicked him into the distance. The shockwave mowed Gaara and Kakashi too, sending both skidding.
Silence. Then dread.
[Itachi: "One instant. Three bodies airborne."]
[Iwao Ena: "Wait… wasn't Madara supposed to be weak?"]
[Denki Kaminarimon: "Everyone said he was weak!"]
The playback slapped the doubters quiet. Six Paths Madara was a monster.
Obito closed in on Madara, hands lifting as if to clasp—
Instead, he drove his hand through Madara's chest.
Gasps everywhere.
[Sarada: "What just happened?!"]
[Boruto: "Uncle Obito—did he just switch sides to help us?!"]
[Minato: "I knew it, Obito."]
[Kakashi: "Good job… partner."]
[Naruto (youth): "An Obito who aims for Hokage is the coolest version!"]
[Obito: "Watch closely. This is my last solo."]
[Ōnoki: "Why am I suddenly hyped?!"]
"I heard a saying," Obito murmured. "To be Hokage, you let your comrades step over your corpse."
He'd been changed by Naruto. He'd found himself again.
Madara's face darkened as their positions reversed.
"Then prove it," Madara hissed. "Be the corpse first."
"Handing your name to someone else isn't 'entrusting comrades.' I finally understand." Obito's eyes hardened. "I am not you."
He siphoned the Six Paths power from Madara. Memories rushed—Rin's voice threading through:
"Go, Obito. Show me your back as you become Hokage and save the world. That was our promise."
Obito's gaze cleared—diamond-sharp.
He tilted his head, staff in hand, staring Madara down.
"Right now, I am Uchiha Obito—the boy who aimed to be Hokage."
Music hit. The world watching erupted.
Madara reached to seize a Rinnegan—and his hand phased through. No loot for you.
[Tobirama: "Sweet. I've wanted to tell Madara to 'check his chest' for a century."]
[Izuna: "As if Big Brother would get his heart stolen—he's Six Paths!"]
[Ōnoki: "Focus—the man's will is iron."]
[Boruto: "He stole back his body at the clutch! Uncle Obito is so cool!!"]
[Mitsuki: "Sublime."]
[Iwao Ena: "New idol unlocked: Obito."]
[Obito: "…"]
Obito peeked at the feed, a warmth he hadn't felt in decades pricking his chest. So this… was what a hero felt like.
He reached out to Nagato—made it clear: he'd be borrowing one Rinnegan to bring everyone back.
Meanwhile, Kabuto and Orochimaru… became treasure robbers, popping tombs like gophers.
No reviving the greats if the graves are empty.
"Orochimaru-sama, is this… good?" Kabuto blinked.
"Don't ask, Kabuto. I'm preparing a surprise for the old man…" Orochimaru's tongue flicked; killing intent hummed.
[Hiruzen: "Why do I sense doom approaching…"]
(Author's note: Next, the Uchiha clansfolk revive—Minato & Kushina, Fugaku & Mikoto too.)
Naruto clenched his fists. The Alliance steadied.
Obito raised his staff, backlit by a ruined moon—
and Madara narrowed his eyes.
Black Zetsu's shadow swelled behind Obito's shoulder, fingers lengthening like knives—
and Madara's single remaining eye flashed—
—two moves, one heart, and no margin for error.
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