"Bring out Jue!"
For the first time, Jue's voice wavered—with rage.
An unfathomable fury.
He had accepted Obito interfering as a possibility, but what he didn't expect… was for him to remove the mask.
It's over.
Everything is over.
Jue's fists clenched, the urge to crush Obito's scarred face with a single blow barely held back. He glared at him with undisguised hatred.
He could already envision the fate that awaited them once this mysterious Answering Space vanished.
Uchiha Obito, exposed and alone, would be surrounded by Six Paths Pain, the entire Akatsuki, and even Uchiha Itachi—any of whom could turn the tide with a single strike.
In Jue's eyes, there was no way Obito, or even the two of them together, could escape.
> "Jue," Obito growled. "I'll ask you just once. Was it you—or Madara?"
"…"
Jue gave him a long, silent stare.
You dare question me?
He was utterly disappointed.
Obito had become a man blind to reality.
No composure.
No foresight.
No understanding of the bigger picture.
A man who would build and destroy worlds… for a woman.
Just like Uchiha Itachi—creating everything for his brother, destroying it all for the same reason.
The Uchiha are cursed.
Emotionally stunted. Cursed by their Sharingan.
But Jue couldn't deny it—the more broken the Uchiha, the more dangerous they became.
That was their twisted gift.
…
Jue looked away, already sensing Obito's decision.
Obito had long suspected Madara. He had searched for answers countless times.
Today, he finally accepted it—it wasn't Madara who orchestrated everything.
Because if it were, why was Jue's name on the list of those chosen by fate, but not Uchiha Madara's?
Madara was never worthy.
This realization clicked into place.
Jue had fooled even Madara, and that explained everything—from the Fourth Great Ninja War to Kabuto's involvement.
Obito's Sharingan gleamed with growing clarity.
He took a deep breath. Again. And again.
He needed to calm the murderous intent swelling in his chest.
Then, with certainty:
> "For this question, I choose B: Black Zetsu!"
His voice cracked like thunder in the fog.
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"JUE!!!"
Obito roared to the heavens as two black iron chains slipped from his sleeves. In a flash, he vanished—appearing directly beside Jue.
Though ninjutsu was sealed in this space, taijutsu was not.
The black chakra chains writhed like serpents, striking out toward Jue's body.
But before they could connect, a dark giant palm descended from the heavens, pressing Obito into the ground like an insect.
CRACK!
Obito spat blood, the red mist swallowed by his white mask and crushed beneath the weight.
Still, he fought, thrashing as though pinned by a mountain made of white fog.
A hill shaped like five fingers—holding him down.
> "I'LL KILL YOU, JUE!!"
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!"
His rage was hellish. Demonic.
But Jue only scoffed.
> "Incompetent barking."
He couldn't help but sneer—this was why ninjutsu was disabled in the Answering Space.
If it wasn't, Obito would already be dead.
Obito had long relied on the power of White Zetsu inside him, implanted after he was rescued.
And that same White Zetsu… had never truly died.
Mu-don?
He dared to believe he could master Wood Release with this level of strength?
Fool. Trash.
Jue's gaze swept across everyone—Payne, Itachi, Akatsuki.
He would kill them all.
Once this session was over, he'd erase them. Wipe them out. Reclaim Madara's eyes.
Then he'd wait—decades, centuries—and plan anew.
Next time, no more pawns like Obito.
No more pigs in human skin.
His fury cooled slightly.
First, he would track down the man called Kabuto.
If Space said they had cooperated, then perhaps… they still could.
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Meanwhile, Obito, still crushed beneath the palm, writhed.
Blood streamed from his eyes, ears, and mouth.
His deformed right side twisted with rage—he looked like a specter of death.
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> "Space. Show me the analysis." Payne raised his head.
He didn't believe this question was for him, but the knowledge still mattered.
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[Analysis:]
> Uchiha Madara was deceived by Black Zetsu.
Near death, he chose Uchiha Obito as his successor and created a resurrection plan.
> At the Battle of Kannabi Bridge, Madara orchestrated Rin Nohara's capture. She had the Three-Tails sealed within her and a cursed seal placed on her heart.
> Rin and Kakashi were sent back to Konoha. The goal: Rin would be forced to unleash the Three-Tails upon arrival, destroying the village.
> Obito, rescued by Madara, learned of this and rushed to save them. But Rin, to prevent disaster, chose to die at Kakashi's hand.
> Obito arrived just in time to witness it.
Kakashi passed out, and Obito—broken—slaughtered every enemy ninja, losing all hope in the ninja world.
> He returned to Madara and embraced the Moon's Eye Plan, desiring a peaceful world where Rin could live once more.
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"So that's how it was…"
Hatake Kakashi stood frozen, grief in his eyes.
All this time, he'd never understood why Rin leapt into his Chidori.
Now he knew—it was a choice. A final sacrifice.
What shook him more was Obito's presence. He had seen it all… and said nothing.
Why hadn't Obito killed him too?
Kakashi was left without answers. But he knew one thing:
Jue is dangerous.
If he could deceive Madara himself, then Obito was in grave danger.
Especially now, when he had turned against his greatest ally.
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> "I'll save him." Kakashi made his decision.
His Mangekyō Sharingan connected to a unique space—so did Obito's.
If Obito opened that space again, Kakashi could follow. And pull him out.
But he wouldn't be enough alone.
> I'll need help.
A single figure appeared in his mind—a blur of green and youthful fire.
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In the Answering Space, the fourth question appeared…