akatsuki · naruto · obito uchiha · manipulative · ruthless · sharingan · space-time ninjutsu · betrayal · dark fantasy · villain
The relentless rain of Amegakure had ceased, leaving the streets glazed under a bleak, washed-out sky. Konan and you moved with urgent silence through the deserted alleys, their footsteps echoing off wet stone. The quiet felt heavy, broken only by the steady drip from corroded pipes. Then a shadow lengthened across their path, and Tobi materialized from behind a crumbling wall, his orange mask a grotesque slash of color in the gloom. His voice sliced through the stillness. "It seems you are unwilling to simply tell me where you hid the Rinnegan... or shall I address Nagato directly?" Konan spun, one arm sweeping you behind her in a protective arc. Her paper wings rustled like dry leaves as she faced him, her gaze sharp as flint. "I knew you would appear sooner or later. My preparations ar…