"Naruto: Ice God"Chapter 111: Your Uncle Has Arrived
"Damn, this hurts so much..."
Feeling every cell in his body radiating pain, Uchiha Yowan opened his eyes.
"Am I dead...?"
Recalling the explosive tags detonating right before him, Uchiha Yowan let out a long breath, thinking he'd arrived in the legendary underworld.
Look—wasn't there a soul reaper standing ahead, wielding a scythe? And remarkably, this reaper possessed the Sharingan.
Wait—Sharingan?
His eyes snapping wide open, Uchiha Yowan finally saw the scene clearly.
"Welcome to the gap between the underworld and reality, member of the Uchiha clan..."
Seeing Yowan awaken, Uchiha Madara remained expressionless, quietly observing him.
Behind Madara stood a masked man, and through the eyehole, Yowan could see he too possessed the Sharingan.
"What? Does the underworld have clan divisions too? Uchiha with Uchiha, Hyuga with Hyuga?"
Yowan calmly accepted his apparent death, only feeling some regret—he wondered if Hyuga Iroha had survived, and if she'd died, would she encounter a scythe-wielding Hyuga reaper like himself?
"Ow..."
His slightly upturned lips tugged at facial wounds, the sharp pain forcing Yowan to abandon his unrealistic fantasies.
"If you can still feel pain, you're alive. You're quite fortunate—hit by a chain of explosive tags yet still breathing. I bandaged you somewhat, though you'd best avoid mirrors for now."
Looking at Yowan's nearly unrecognizable face, Uchiha Madara marveled at his luck.
"So you saved me?"
Ignoring his disfigurement, Yowan expressed gratitude while pondering the elderly man's identity.
He'd clearly collapsed on the Kirigakure battlefield, yet this location was obviously not within any clan territory. The old man was unfamiliar—meaning he was a clan member far from Konoha's homeland.
More bluntly, he was likely a Konoha rogue ninja.
"Your mind works well enough."
From Yowan's unconscious reactions, Madara could tell he'd already deduced his identity.
Making no attempt to conceal it, Madara, supported by the masked man, slowly returned to his "throne."
"I am the Uchiha clan's specter—Uchiha Madara."
Suspecting was one thing; hearing confirmation was another entirely.
Getting his answer directly from Madara, Yowan's jaw dropped. Ignoring the pain of torn wounds, he said incredulously: "That's impossible! Uchiha Madara clearly died in battle against Hashirama Senju—"
"Died, correct?" Madara interrupted Yowan's words.
"That was merely an illusion I created. However, without the statue behind me providing chakra, I would indeed be near death now."
Madara casually indicated the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path behind him. Following his gesture, Yowan saw the statue's full form.
"Gulp." Uchiha Yowan swallowed nervously from fear. No matter how tough he tried to appear, he was still just a fifteen-year-old child.
After a long moment, Uchiha Yowan finally recovered from his shock and asked Madara somewhat anxiously: "What do you need me to do for you?"
There's no such thing as a free lunch—he didn't believe the legendary Uchiha Madara had saved him purely from pity. The man surely wanted something from him...
"I need you to sever the world's karmic bonds, reshape this cold reality, and create a new world with only victors, only peace, only love."
"But clearly, you cannot yet comprehend such ideals. For now, focus on recovering here."
Madara wasn't rushing to explain his plan—having endured all these years, he could wait a bit longer.
...
Inside Akatsuki's base.
A Rain ninja entered a room wearing an indescribable expression. Inside, Yahiko, Nagato, and Konan sat together with serious faces, clearly discussing something important.
"As expected..."
Yahiko spoke first: "For lunch, porridge would be most appropriate."
"I personally think fish stew with bread would be better—fishing is still relatively easy work this season," Konan offered a contrary opinion.
"Nagato, what do you think?" ×2
Unable to convince each other, both turned their attention to the consistently silent Nagato.
"I think we should hear what Yūjirō has to say first." Nagato gave a wry smile, directing his gaze to the Rain ninja at the entrance.
Yahiko slapped his forehead and approached apologetically: "Sorry, Yūjirō—I didn't notice you'd arrived. Has something happened?"
Already accustomed to these three's behavior, Yūjirō showed no surprise. Still wearing that peculiar expression, he hesitated long before speaking reluctantly: "Several ninja approached and were discovered by us, then..."
"Ninja?" Yahiko immediately grew serious. Knowing the recent situation was tense, he'd specifically instructed the organization to avoid confrontation, yet enemies had still targeted them.
"Are they very strong?"
Konan and Nagato also approached, preparing for battle.
Recalling recent events, Yūjirō nodded: "Indeed very strong, but they claim no hostile intent—their purpose here is to meet you three."
"Meet us?"
Yahiko and the others, who'd expected an attack, were somewhat surprised. As Land of Rain war orphans who'd lost all family, how could anyone want to meet them?
The only possible connection might be that one person.
"Is there a white-haired ninja among them?"
Yahiko asked Yūjirō hopefully.
"Yes, there is such a person."
Hearing Yahiko accurately describe one of them, Yūjirō also relaxed—it seemed they truly weren't enemies.
"I didn't expect Jiraiya-sensei would actually come find us."
Konan showed a delighted expression. It had been many years since parting with Jiraiya, and she still believed the time spent with Jiraiya was the warmest period after they'd become war orphans.
Even the reserved Nagato showed a faint smile.
"In that case, I'll bring your uncle in right away."
Seeing all three so happy, Yūjirō was also pleased and smiled as he prepared to invite the outside ninja in.
"Wait—uncle?"
The term Yūjirō used felt both familiar and strange, causing Yahiko to quickly stop him.
"Yes, the leader among them said he's your uncle."
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