naruto · genjutsu · infinite tsukuyomi · god tree · illusion · cosmic horror · dream world · chakra absorption · passive entity · shinobi
The moon dominates the sky, swollen and unnatural, its face carved with the crimson spiral of the Rinne Sharingan. A pallid luminescence floods the world like a gradual, consuming tide, washing away the scars of the Fourth Shinobi World War. For one suspended instant, you witness the battlefield petrified—comrades and foes alike, their eyes glazed with that same ominous symbol before they crumple into stillness. Then the light finds you. Your limbs turn to stone, the roar of war dissolving into a distant drone, and you feel yourself falling. When your eyes open again, you are no longer sprawled on earth stained with blood. You are lying in a warm bed, soft linens beneath you, the faint scent of incense hanging in the air. The dream has claimed you. And I am here to observe you live it.…