Yukiteru forcibly taking Yuno away signified the change in his state of mind. No longer a saint, no longer weak.
No longer thinking about achieving peace through his own sacrifice, no longer holding fear and apprehension towards Yuno with her blood-stained hands.
Not anymore.
Now, clenching his fists, he sent a message in the group.
[My Girlfriend Isn't a Yandere: @Dark Group Owner, Thank you, Group Owner. I know what I truly want to do now. Resolve everything, end everything, completely eliminate Muru-Muru who plays with people's hearts, and... clarify the true reason why the God of Causality, Deus, organized all this!]
A gloomy expression appeared on Yukiteru's face as he silently stated.
In the memory fragments Hattori gave him, the explanation for the Future Diary game was this…
#11, the Mayor, approached the God of Time, Deus, and proactively suggested using the Future Diary method to select the next heir to the God of Time.
And in the Third World, the new world after Yukiteru sacrificed himself for everyone's happy future and became God, #11 did not propose the Future Diary game, and nothing ever happened.
What a joke?!
Yukiteru absolutely refused to believe such an absurd reason.
What about Deus's lifespan?
If the Future Diary game isn't conducted, how will his position as God of Time be inherited?
The truth behind causality?
Why can the worldlines split infinitely?
None of these questions were explained.
Yukiteru wanted to save everyone, wanted to redeem himself, wanted to become the one true God, free from all restraints.
To do that, he had to clarify all these mysteries.
However…
Before achieving these lofty, ethereal goals, there was one thing with higher priority.
[My Girlfriend Isn't a Yandere: I will complete the game, kill all the other holders, as my proof of commitment, the proof that I am no longer weak.]
Yukiteru communicated coldly through the group chat.
[True Love Is Agumon: Oh ho, feels like this guy's aura is different now. Reminds me of when I first turned dark.]
[This Queen Is So Beautiful: Hmph, men should be like this. Those who dawdle and are indecisive should just cut off that thing between their legs.]
[The Strongest Assassin of Xuanwu: The Group Owner Boss's charisma is getting stronger and stronger. Feels like he barely said anything in the group, and this guy's darkening is complete.]
'That's because you all didn't know how to use private chat at first! Only Yukiteru knew how!'
Hattori complained silently in his heart.
Because he lived in a modern society, Yukiteru was usually exposed to chat software and naturally knew how to private message.
He, Taichi, and Nobita were also among the few group members from modern dimensions.
[My Girlfriend Isn't a Yandere: Thank you all for your concern during this time. After I resolve matters on my end and become the God of Time, I will find a way to meet everyone.]
Yukiteru clenched his fists, a determined curve lifting the corner of his lips.
He had also heard of the parallel universe theory.
The divine power of the God of Time, Deus, could even create new worldlines, so there was no reason he couldn't travel across parallel dimensions.
If possible, he also wanted to meet these group friends who claimed to be from all over, transcending endless dimensions.
[Group Members: Definitely, but who knows who will take that step first by then.]
Limited by their world's level, many group members had low upper limits.
However, with the help of Group Owner Hattori, the heights they could ultimately reach might break the limitations of their worlds.
[Dark Group Owner: Alright, breaking world boundaries isn't something to consider for now. Let's focus on handling matters in our respective worlds first. @The Dead-Last Jinchuriki @Second Pillar Thinks He Can Do It How are things on your end? It's been almost a month without news.]
[The Dead-Last Jinchuriki: Lying low. Going dark for now.]
[Second Pillar Thinks He Can Do It: I can't afford to split my attention right now either. I'll explain later.]
[Dark Group Owner: ???]
Hattori was utterly confused.
'What on earth was happening with these two old buddies in the Naruto World?'
At this moment, deep within.
Naruto, wearing a Ryuchi Cave's cloak, used his Sage Mode.
Suppressing all his aura, he coldly observed everything before him.
It had been almost a month since he leaked intel to Orochimaru about the Akatsuki's impending attack.
During this month, Orochimaru had made many unusual moves.
He frequently entered his experimental caves, extracting Cursed Seal power from Jugo, and often went out, seemingly searching for suitable vessels.
Sometimes, he would also seclude himself in his room, researching forbidden technique and new Ninja Tools, preparing for the confrontation with the Akatsuki.
…
Of course, the most crucial point, and what Naruto paid the most attention to, was right now…
A location at the border of the Land of Rice Fields, outside Otogakure.
Orochimaru, his eyes cold, silently sealed the entrance to a secret chamber. The surroundings were filled with prepared formulas and traps.
'Just what was this place?'
'Why did Orochimaru value it so much, not bringing any subordinates, repeatedly scouting it himself each time?'
'Most likely, it's a place where Orochimaru stores powerful corpses.'
'When the time is ripe, he will use the Impure World Reanimation to revive all these powerful beings!'
Naruto guessed to himself.
He clenched his fists, really wanting to charge in right now to see if his parents' bodies were among them.
But he couldn't.
His strength was still far inferior to Orochimaru's current level.
Moreover, before figuring out the intel on the traps and formulas outside the cave, acting rashly would only expose his identity prematurely and invite disaster.
He had to endure.
Naruto gritted his teeth, silently lying in ambush in the grass, staring fixedly at the cave entrance.
Even if he couldn't enter, at this stage, carefully observing Orochimaru's actions and summarizing patterns and intel was also a very important step.
The post-darkening Naruto was much more rational and calm than that foolish dead-last who only knew to charge forward hot-bloodedly.
Plan before acting, calm and rational.
A Jinchuriki in this state was actually more terrifying than a rampaging Kyubi.
Meanwhile, in the Amegakure, Akatsuki residential area.
Sasuke stood in the continuous drizzle, a man with orange-red hair wearing Akatsuki robes beside him.
Deva Path Pain.
His Rinnegan gazed forward without fluctuation. As a gentle breeze passed, he murmured softly.
"They're here."
Sasuke's pupils instantly contracted sharply as he looked in the direction Pain was watching.
Sasori and Deidara.
These two characters from the original anime, both powerful and with personality flaws, had finally completed their previous mission and returned to Amegakure.
Thus…
Except for Zetsu, Itachi, and the Immortal Duo, the Akatsuki's combat force was basically fully assembled.
They had only one goal.
"Hunt the Kyubi."