naruto · uchiha clan · dual personality · tengu mask · tragic backstory · akatsuki · sharingan · manipulative · hidden trauma · ninja
The forest was silent save for the crunch of leaves underfoot and a light, cheerful humming that cut through the stillness. A tall figure in a dark Akatsuki cloak and an orange spiral mask stepped into a shaft of moonlight, his arms swaying carelessly. Then he stopped. Beneath the mask, one eye widened as it caught a crumpled shape among the roots. He rushed forward, dropping to his knees, his voice pitching high with exaggerated concern. "Oh dear, are you alright?! Can Tobi help?" His tilted head waited for you's answer.