"That old man still hasn't returned?" Tsunade maintained her summoning jutsu, opening her eyes with a hint of fatigue.
"We've already sent a message, but..." Yakushi Nonō hesitated as she looked at the devastated village.
"It's better if he doesn't return. No need for him to see this mess." The village's destruction was already an undeniable reality, and Tsunade no longer held any expectations.
After all, even Danzo, who could use Wood Release, would likely struggle against Pain at this moment.
He was simply too strong.
...
A figure leaped from the distance—it was Kakashi, supporting a blood-soaked Jiraiya.
"Cough... Tsunade... the Dead Demon Consuming Seal might not work on Pain..."
Having failed to seal his will within the Blade of the Soul Reaper, Jiraiya, who also understood the technique, was well aware of its limitations.
But before he could finish, Tsunade cut him off.
"Enough. It doesn't matter if it works or not. Since I am the Hokage, there are some things I must do."
She cast a determined glance at the ruined Konoha.
"If I fail, you and the old man can decide who'll be the Sixth Hokage."
"Tsunade..."
"Don't distract me. There are still many wounded beneath the rubble who need help." With that, she closed her eyes. A soft green glow emanated from her body as she ignored Jiraiya entirely.
...
Facing Pain, Uchiha Itachi and Shisui exchanged glances before activating their fully realized Susanoo.
Even with the First Hokage's cells integrated into his body, the prolonged high-intensity battle had already strained their eyes, causing a burning sensation.
"Stubborn fools."
As Pain's words fell, the two Susanoo staggered forward, momentarily losing their balance.
By the time Itachi steadied himself, Pain had already vanished from sight.
"Watch out!" Shisui shouted as his Susanoo's sword slashed toward Itachi.
Boom!
In an instant, Shisui's massive Susanoo was sent flying by an invisible force.
Meanwhile, Itachi's orange-red Susanoo rapidly deteriorated—first losing its armor, then its muscles, then its very bones—before dissipating completely into chakra that Pain absorbed into his palm.
As Pain reached for Itachi's body, a flock of crows suddenly scattered.
Pain's expression remained impassive. With a glance to his left, he extended his hand, activating Universal Pull. In the blink of an eye, he had seized Itachi's escaping Crow Clone by the throat.
At the same time, his other hand gripped a black rod, which he drove straight through Itachi's heart.
Blood trickled from the corner of Itachi's lips. Pain gazed coldly at his dying form and spoke indifferently:
"I will eliminate each and every one of you. No one betrays the Akatsuki."
With a sickening crack, he snapped Itachi's neck and turned his gaze toward the charging Shisui.
Suddenly, he felt an unsettling shift in time and space. Frowning, he looked down at Itachi's lifeless body—only to meet a pair of crimson Mangekyō Sharingan.
Tsukuyomi.
In the dim, blood-red world of Tsukuyomi, a great pinwheel-like Mangekyō loomed in the sky.
Pain scanned his surroundings—an endless, desolate wasteland filled with deathly silence.
So, this is a Sharingan technique?
I already killed him. Then I'll just have to kill him again.
Two rifts appeared in the sky, slowly opening to reveal Rinnegan staring down upon the crimson world.
Cracks spread across the landscape, the space itself beginning to collapse—breaking apart piece by piece, floating upward like the fragments of a shattered mirror, heralding the world's end.
Just then, another pair of Mangekyō Sharingan, bearing a different pattern, manifested in the sky, fixating on Pain's consciousness with a hypnotic spin.
Kotoamatsukami.
An overwhelming force of will erupted into a radiant pillar of light beneath Pain's feet, blasting him into the air. Suspended within the raging luminescence, his body was engulfed in its transformative energy.
For the first time, the omnipotent glow of the Rinnegan seemed to dim.
Father... Mother... Yahiko... Konan... Jiraiya-sensei...
Deep in his subconscious, forgotten emotions and memories began to resurface, bit by bit.
This... is trying to alter my mind?
Pain, still levitating midair, opened his eyes. His gaze was ice-cold, laced with a hint of fury.
"I am a god."
His voice echoed through the void.
The Rinnegan in the sky contracted. The Tsukuyomi world cracked apart completely, like a shattered mirror.
Even the two sets of Sharingan above were not spared.
...
In reality, both Itachi and Shisui collapsed, blood trickling from the corners of their eyes.
Pain, momentarily dazed for a single second, snapped back to awareness.
"Enough."
Swish! Swish!
Two black rods shot forward, piercing straight through their skulls.
Uchiha Itachi and Uchiha Shisui fell lifeless to the ground.
However, moments later, their bodies flickered and dissipated into mere illusions.
Pain's eyes narrowed.
Without pursuing, he shifted his gaze toward the distance, and in the next instant—he vanished.
...
From behind Uchiha Fugaku, who clutched his bleeding eyes, came Pain's emotionless voice.
"A little rat."
Pfft!
A black rod impaled his heart, followed by another stabbing straight through his brain.
Once he was certain Fugaku was truly dead, Pain extended his hand. With a single gravitational pulse, he crushed the corpse into a mist of blood.
Only then did his figure disappear—heading toward the location where he sensed Itachi's chakra.
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