Naruto: Reborn as Uchiha Obito

Sometime later — Land of Water, Mist Hidden Village

Obito Uchiha was lying flat on top of a big-ass rock like a dramatic anime protagonist, letting the rain slap against his mask. He seemed to be in a daze, thinking deeply about something

"It's been a while since I came to the Naruto world… First, I panicked like a little bitch, then started roleplaying, and somewhere along the way caught a case of the Orochimaru syndrome."

Yeah. Obito had changed. Or maybe, the real him had finally surfaced. There were no rules here. No laws. No judgmental eyes from the heavens, no Reddit threads arguing about his morality. Just freedom.

And freedom, it turned out, was a weird drug.

It's often said: when there are no rules, people show their true selves — the part that was always there, just waiting behind bars made of "don't" and "you shouldn't."

And now?

Now he was free.

He wasn't going to live by anyone else's rules. No hero speeches. No moral compass. No regrets. If he wanted to do something, he'd do it. Right or wrong? Who gave a shit?

Regrets? That was future-Obito's problem.

Current-Obito was here to have a good time.

He didn't think of himself as some untouchable god either. Far from it. There were monsters in this world — beings that could one-shot him into the Pure Land if he blinked wrong.

Like that Otsutsuki god... Shibai.

That guy made his skin crawl. No one knew what he was planning. All omnipotent and omniscient, strolling through the universe...must be bored too.

The man had fate manipulation, reality rewriting.

He literally made sure Boruto didn't die in Jura's hands just because he felt like it.

And if someone like that was watching the Naruto world even before Boruto's birth?

Then yeah... Obito was dancing on a cosmic chessboard with no idea where the hell the queen was.

Since the Naruto world is real and he reincarnated, then other anime worlds should also be there.

He'd been wondering if that weird cosmic matter he fused with could help him hop across anime worlds. Maybe that was his trump card. Maybe he'd get nuked before he even figured out how to use it.

But what could he do? Sit here and be paranoid?

Nah.

To be honest, having such a figure on top of his head not knowing what he might pull off makes Obito nervous and irritated.

"Hahhh," he sighed slightly. He could only take one step at a time, let his future self deal with that shit.

And now...

Have as much fun as possible.

A sudden blorp and a white head popped up at his feet. Zetsu, moist as usual.

"So... what happened?" Obito questioned, forgetting about all the troublesome things and getting into his troll character.

"The show has begun, Obito," White Zetsu said, not explaining more because he knew Obito would understand what he meant.

"Heh, it's finally begun." Obito grinned as he got up.

"Let's go — go to the Land of Rain."

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A day later, the Land of Rain.

It seemed like this country had only one weather setting... depression.

In the heavy rain, Obito stood on the edge of a cliff with his mask and White Zetsu, watching Nagato below summon the Outer Path statue and start going full murderhobo.

Before coming here, Obito also casually slaughtered all the extra Akatsuki nobodies along the way.

Why?

Because they were a bunch of idealistic idiots just like Yahiko and Obito wasn't about to let another friendship speech screw up his future tools. So he purged them. No hesitation. Just "you die," "you die," "you get vaporized," next.

His butterfly wings flapped… and nothing changed.

Konan still got hostage'd, even though he saved her dumb ass earlier. Yahiko still did a dramatic sacrifice cosplay with Nagato's kunai. And Nagato still activated full emo-god mode like the script demanded.

Danzo? As soon as shit got real, the man yeeted himself out of the scene like a roach dodging light.

Hanzo didn't even pretend to fight... he just left the Rain Village ninjas behind and ran.

"Bang~"

As the Outer Golem turned into smoke and disappeared, the only ones who were still alive below were Konan, who was crying sadly and Nagato, looking like a human pincushion, skewered by his own rods.

"Let's go." After the play was over, Obito was also ready to leave.

"Eh? We're not going down to meet them?" White Zetsu blinked, confused.

"Not yet. Let them sit in their failure stew a bit."

"When they marinate in regret and realize they're dumb as rocks, then I'll show up like a prophet. Timing, baby."

Three days later, inside Rain Village — Akatsuki's new villain HQ — Obito and White Zetsu appeared like nothing happened.

When Konan met Obito Uchiha again, there was a slight apology and regret on her expression.

Obito, seeing that, chuckled slightly in his heart. But on the surface, he played the cold part.

"Lead the way."

Konan, after hearing his indifferent tone, opened her mouth and wanted to say something but she finally sighed and led the way silently.

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At the end of the hallway: skinny-ass Nagato, whose lower body was in the machine and the orange-haired Deva Path Pain on the side, the corners of Obito's lips curled under the mask.

"So?"

"What about understanding other people's suffering? Other people don't care about your suffering that's the reality."

"People don't give a damn about your pain. You're not special."

"Despair tastes like shit, doesn't it?"

Nagato didn't say anything at first. Then slowly, he spoke like a philosophy student who just watched one edgy anime:

"You're right. I finally get it."

"The egoistic will to maintain peace can lead to war."

"To protect love, hatred is born."

"In this cursed world… peace is a goddamn myth."

After hearing Nagato's answer, the smile under Obito's mask became even more obvious. The two scarlet eyes looked directly at Nagato.

"That's it then. Cooperation?"

"..."

"Yes."

Nagato nodded. "Tell me the plan."

"Easy. Step one: kill Hanzo, take over Rain Village, scratch your revenge itch."

"The second step is to gather people, establish a mercenary organization that doesn't belong to any country, provoke some small wars…"

"First, monopolize the war commissions of small countries at low prices, increase the scale of wars, then break the ninja system of the big countries, destroy their economy, monopolize all wars, gather a lot of money, and prepare for the future."

"Step 3: collect the Tailed Beasts and use them to conquer the world."

Obito recalled the Akatsuki organization in the original script, and then told that BS seriously.

"Tailed Beasts?" Nagato asked, genuinely confused.

"…?"

Obito was stunned for a moment, and then reacted quickly.

He'd forgotten that the Nagato trio had only experienced three years of simple teaching from Jiraiya.

They learned some ninja basics and a few principles about being human.

After Jiraiya left, they were just bouncing around in a small place like the Land of Rain. Now Nagato really didn't seem to know much about Tailed Beasts.

'Talk about being illiterate like that and hoping to bring world peace…' Obito Uchiha sighed helplessly in his heart.

'Guess it's time for some A+ bullshitting and spiritual manipulation. Again.'

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