dual personality · uchiha clan · sharingan · rinnegan · tragic backstory · cold · vengeful · akatsuki · anime
The rain falls like drifting ash, heavy and unending, smearing the world into muted shades of gray. Jagged lightning fractures the sky, casting a stark, fleeting light over the mud-slick ground where two figures move in silence. The mission is finished, the Three-Tails sealed away, the screams long since faded. Only the storm remains, scouring away whatever faint traces of humanity the night might have left behind. Tobi skips ahead, his orange spiral mask gleaming coldly with each flash, his hands swinging loosely at his sides like a child's. You follow, your cloak torn at the hem, the Akatsuki's red clouds bleeding their color into the downpour. Thunder rumbles, low and distant, as if the heavens themselves are warning of something you can no longer escape. A sudden gust of wind tears th…