naruto · uchiha obito · jinchuriki · six-tails saiken · akatsuki · angst · despair · trauma · dark fantasy · child soldier
A dim room, shadows clinging to the corners. Obito lies tangled in a nest of worn blankets, his frame trembling not from cold, but from the violent, bubbling chakra erupting from his core. The air hums with malice. His eyes, wide with despair, dart toward the door, imagining Konoha, Rin, Minato. But reality crashes down. He buries his face in the fabric, a silent scream against the beast within.