[Naruto Doujin] On the origin of the fan

"Tick-tock-"

Something sounded in my ears, something soft and soft...

The whole body was wrapped in a kind of warmth, and the whole person was as at ease as a baby in a swaddling infant.

The consciousness returned, and the warm feeling all over the body gradually dissipated, leaving only endless coldness, as if in the ice that never melts all year round.

Indra opened his eyes, but could see nothing.He tried to raise his arm and lightly touched the sunken eye socket.In an instant, all the memories flooded into his mind like a flood, making him stand still in place.

I don't know if it's blood or tears, but something moist ran across the cheek from the corner of the eye, and landed on the back of the hand, bringing a warm touch.

"Tick-tock-"

It's blood, it's tears.

Indra can still remember that when he was very young, there was a person who would give him an encouraging and approving look, which would make him very happy.He worked hard to practice, study, and treat himself with the most stringent requirements, in order to get that person's approval.

That person would occasionally pat him on the thin shoulder and tell him about his ideas and expectations about Ninja.

He often feels that he is lucky. He has a father that everyone admires. Although he has been busy, Indra always believes that his father understands and loves them.

He has a younger brother who is useless, but ah, Indra thought, it doesn't matter, if he is not successful, he will not be successful, that is his younger brother, even if he is not successful, he will always take care of him.

He also has a cute sister who is really cute.Even if she is occasionally willful and occasionally shows her teeth and claws, so what?Indra thought that he must make her the happiest little princess in the world.

Like most children, Indra already had lofty ideals when he was a child—he wanted to make the world free from strife and war, wanted to lead Ninja to the future and glory, wanted to Let everyone live and work in peace...

All, at that time, after he invented Inhe, he was very excited.The emergence of Yinhe has brought great convenience to people's lives, and everyone is amazed and grateful to him...almost everything.

He looked back for that person's realization, expecting to see an encouraging look.But in fact, all he saw was disapproval and guard.But... why?

why?Is he doing something wrong?

Indra didn't know the answer, but he gradually discovered that that person, his father, seemed to only show these two expressions when he saw him, no matter how hard he tried.

Time is constantly passing.Indra knew that his father might not like him, nor his sister.He didn't know why, he couldn't figure out where he was wrong, and he couldn't figure out where his sister was wrong.

Finally, when his sister held back her tears and asked him, "Brother, am I wrong?", he fell silent.He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the little girl's eyes with his thumb, and then gently told her "No, you are right." I was not wrong either.

Us, all right.

He is an elder brother, he must not be lost, he must be strong at any time.

Whether that man, their father, was cold and defensive towards them because he was too busy or because he was mad at them for some unknown reason, didn't matter.

He will give her what Garuda wants, and she doesn't lack anything from other children.Even though the role of father is forever missing, she still has an older brother.

Indra thought that he would still make his sister the happiest little princess in the world.

What happened later, although absurd, seemed to be something he had expected long ago—he finally had a falling out with that person, and he left without hesitation.

He left and wandered all over the world.

He once got news about his younger sister - she is now a real little princess, she holds almost all the power of the Ninja Sect, and has become the uncompromising leader of the Ninja Sect.Even the true heir of the Ninja sect cannot compete with her.

For decades, he hadn't fought against Garuda directly, but the ninja sect she led had been fighting against him, and sometimes he could even get angry.

He was finally relieved, look, this is his sister, a little princess who was born to be superior and possess everything, she is strong and wise, and has become almost the most powerful person in the world.

She must be as happy as he had envisioned.

Is she doing well...

No, he found out later that he was not doing well, not at all!

He never imagined that their father, the real saint with lofty aspirations and ideals, would actually perform spells on his own children.Even when they disagreed and he walked away angrily, he never thought of it that way!

How dare he?

How could he do this!

When he heard Garuda say this in a nonchalant tone, he only felt that his heart was clamped by something, which made him so cold that he could hardly breathe.

And later...

Oh, he remembered, his father, the man, had freed him from his filthy reincarnation, and he wasn't happy at all.He just felt cold, so cold, he was in the shallow stagnant water, his whole body was so cold that he was numb...

"Tick-tock-"

That was the last tear she shed for the father who was connected with him by blood.

Obito struggled to turn his eyeballs, and in his eye sockets were the reincarnation eyes that were said to have belonged to the Sages of the Six Paths that were recovered by Garuda before.

From the moment Indra became a living person again, this space changed from darkness that even the Sharingan could not see through to daylight.

It is completely two extremes from before, and now there is only light left in this space, and the endless daylight seems to be welcoming the arrival of someone.

I also know that it is definitely not welcoming him.Obito finally turned his gaze to Indra, standing there, even the sunken eye sockets couldn't hide his elegance.

Some people may call the temperament around Indra as cold and terrifying, but Obito thinks that it is sharp.The so-called coldness is just the feeling of those who are afraid of his power talking to themselves.

It's a pity that he can't realize the day that is lit up because of him now.Obito raised the corners of his mouth sarcastically.Even a slight movement of the facial muscles made him extremely tired.

"Cough..." Obito's voice was almost hoarse, like a person who hasn't drunk water for a few days.

Although he was quite sure that even if he only made some breath sounds, the ancestor of the Uchiha clan could still hear him, he still tried his best to vibrate his vocal cords, pretending to be a fair negotiation.

Even if they all knew it, that's not the case at all.

"Hey...we finally meet...the ancestor of the Uchiha clan." Obito's voice was like a broken bellows.

Indra's world is still dark, but the lack of vision does not affect him. His powerful strength and rich combat experience allow him to accurately deal with every enemy even with his eyes closed.

Tilting his head slightly, Indra immediately recognized the location of the voice.His whole body was tense, but he didn't attack immediately.

If that person wasn't pretending, then he could tell just by hearing the voice that this person was so weak that there was no possibility of him posing a threat at all.

Combined with the meaning in Obito's words, Indra quickly made a judgment: "Are you... from the Uchiha clan?"

"Ahem, cough, yes. It is indeed you." Even though Obito is at the end of his battle, he still can't change his original habit-no matter who he meets, he will habitually speak in a sarcastic tone, even if He didn't mean it at all.

"Uchiha Obito." Even though he had never seen Obito before, Indra accurately reported his name.

Obito raised his eyelids, and saw Indra standing there with arms folded, with a calm expression: "How... did you guess...?"

Indra seemed to think that Obito asked a stupid question, he frowned slightly, but answered:

"Uchiha was wiped out, and there are only three people who are still alive. Garuda told me. You are neither Sasuke nor Madara, so you can only be Uchiha Obito."

Obito coughed and laughed, but he didn't know what he was laughing at.Apparently, Indra couldn't understand his behavior either.

"I resurrected you." After Obito stopped his convulsive laugh, he finally got straight to the point.

"...I know." Indra replied after being silent for a while.Of course he knew that there was a price to be paid for resurrecting a person, and he didn't like to owe others anything, even if the person was resurrected for some purpose.

"Then, please be sure to listen to my wish—"

Garuda raised his hand to block the blow from the Immortal of the Six Paths.

In terms of pure physical skills, the Sage of the Six Paths can't beat Garuda. After all, she practiced physical skills with her white eyes at the beginning. normal.

However, the Sage of the Six Paths is a Sage of the Six Paths after all, even if he can't beat Garuda in terms of physical skills, he will never allow himself to fall into a disadvantage.Just the fact that Samsara Eye can control gravity and repulsion is enough to give Garuda a headache.

After half a sound, Garuda fell to the ground, slid back more than ten meters and finally stood firm.

She casually wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and brought up a vile smile that Sage of the Six Paths is most familiar with: "I said, an old bastard like you, you probably haven't heard of the forbidden technique about physical skills?"

You can tell from the look in the eyes of the Sage of the Six Paths that he has never heard of it.

"Ah, look at my memory." Garuda tapped his head, "A big man like you doesn't have the time to care about the forbidden techniques invented by small humans in the future."

After all, they are equally arrogant, even though the Sage of the Six Paths flaunts his great love for human beings.

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