Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master

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Wrong! Completely wrong!

The Uchiha clan... their style of speaking with absolute strength and never bothering with hypocrisy and pretense is clearly the clan most suitable for me, Shimura Danzo, to serve!

What do you mean by the Uchiha clan being inherently evil... I was so wrong!

Danzo's eyes were slightly red, his whole body trembled slightly, he gritted his teeth, and he was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

He suddenly realized that his prejudice and hostility towards the Uchiha clan, which he had held for so many years as a follower of Tobirama Senju, was so incredibly foolish.

Looking back now, it all seems ridiculous and absurd!

He once naively believed that all his secret actions against the Uchiha were for the sake of Konoha's stability, but now he has realized that it was all just self-deception under the brainwashing and bewitching of Tobirama Senju!

Thousand Hands Tobirama!

You misled me, keeping me in the dark for so many years...

Your prejudice against the Uchiha clan has caused me to miss out on so much...

Danzo grew increasingly resentful, and veins throbbed on his forehead.

Tobirama Senju, you are inherently evil!

You lied to me so badly!

[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Shimura Danzo have been detected! Emotional value +2000!]

Chapter 250 Obito: We can't let Madara Uchiha destroy Rin's world!

Early morning, Konoha Dungeon.

Danzo opened his eyes, not with the confusion of someone just waking up, but with only a coldness shining through his cloudy pupils.

He didn't get up immediately, but kept staring straight at the ceiling, as if he was still deeply immersed in the afterglow of last night's dream.

After a long pause, he mumbled something with difficulty, his throat parched.

"So... my whole life... has been so ridiculous..."

An indescribable sense of sorrow slowly spread throughout Danzo's body.

Scenes from last night's dream resurfaced before Danzo's eyes. Tobirama Senju's eyes remained fixed solely on Hiruzen Sarutobi, completely ignoring him and not even recognizing his own name.

The things he held onto for most of his life, his belief that he was the rightful heir to Tobirama's will, were the foundation of his toughness in front of the monkey.

Now, it's all a joke.

Just then, a slow footstep sound came from the end of the dungeon corridor, gradually approaching.

Immediately afterwards, a concerned voice came from the dim light: "Danzo... are you... alright?"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Danzo's heart skipped a beat.

His lips twitched, a self-deprecating sneer escaped his lips, and he let out a disdainful snort.

The next moment, he stood up and stared at the person who had come.

It was an old acquaintance, Hiruzen Sarutobi.

At this moment, Hiruzen stood quietly outside the iron bars, gazing at his old friend in the cell in the dim light.

The dim light outlined his wrinkled face, his expression complex, a mixture of regret and worry.

Their eyes met, and Danzo calmly and coldly said, "Hiruzen, you must be feeling extremely smug right now, don't you?"

"Ha, no matter where we are, Tobirama Senju only has eyes for you. You've won."

"Feeling pretty good seeing me completely ignored like a clown, huh?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hiruzen Sarutobi's expression changed slightly. He sighed with a complex expression and said, "Danzo, in your eyes, is that really who I am...?"

"Enough!" Danzo abruptly waved his hand, roughly interrupting him. "Stop pretending to be 'magnanimous' in front of me. I hate this pathetic look of yours the most. You're not Hokage anymore, so why did you come to this dark dungeon so early in the morning? Did you just want to see me in such a sorry state?!"

"..."

Hiruzen Sarutobi was speechless for a moment.

"Come on!" Danzo suddenly opened his arms and screamed almost maniacally, "Look! Look all you want! Hahaha—"

The sound of maniacal laughter echoed through the narrow, empty dungeon.

Hiruzen Sarutobi stood quietly in place, not saying another word, letting Danzo vent his resentment with a snarling laugh.

The sorrow in his eyes deepened, and he finally let out a deep sigh, his voice filled with exhaustion.

“I’m just… worried about you. Danzo, calm down. Last night’s dream was a huge shock to all of us. I understand how you feel, so I came to check on you…”

"My condition?" Danzo scoffed dismissively. "Hmph, I'm perfectly fine! I've never felt better!"

He slowly raised his head, a strange and cold smile on his face.

"You don't need to worry about my affairs!"

Before he could finish speaking, Danzo abruptly turned around, resolutely turning his back to Hiruzen Sarutobi, refusing to look at him again.

Hiruzen Sarutobi stared blankly at the back of his former comrade-in-arms, which seemed to keep everyone at arm's length, and opened his mouth but could not utter a sound.

His aged eyes were filled with sorrow and helplessness.

Finally, he sighed, knowing that saying anything more would be of no use.

The dungeon fell silent once more.

Hiruzen Sarutobi lowered his head, silently turned around, and left the cell with heavy steps.

……

At the same time, Yuyin Village.

Dark clouds piled up in the sky, obscuring the light of dawn through layers of rain.

Inside a secluded house in Amegakure Village.

The figure who had been lying quietly on the bed was suddenly awakened from his dream and sat up abruptly!

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Heavy breathing echoed in the silent room, mixed with barely concealed tension and fear.

Obito pressed his forehead tightly, feeling a sharp pain in his mind. The last scene of the dream was like a nightmare that he couldn't shake off.

Madara Uchiha's terrifying eyes, which seemed to see through everything, looked at him!

He was all too familiar with that gaze; it was icy cold, carrying an air of dominance that looked down upon all living beings.

"Madara...is back!"

Obito's pupils contracted sharply, and a layer of cold sweat had seeped out of his back, a chill slowly creeping up his spine.

"impossible!"

“If Nagato used the Rinne Rebirth technique to revive Madara, it wouldn’t have escaped my notice… There haven’t been any unusual signs from the Akatsuki organization all along.”

Reason told him that Madara Uchiha could not possibly "come back to life" so easily.

At least for now, there is no evidence that Nagato used the Rinne Rebirth technique without authorization.

Moreover, Ban's physical body was already decayed and old, and even if he were to survive by chance, it would be impossible for him to wake up on his own without anyone's help.

Obito desperately tried to suppress his inner turmoil with his analysis, but the terrifying sense of oppression Madara exuded when he appeared in the audience was undeniably real.

I wish it were just a dream.

Ironically, it was a dream that felt even more real than reality.

Someone must have taken action.

Who is it?

He took a few deep breaths, barely managed to calm himself, and blinked hard to make sure he was back in familiar reality.

Obito got up, slowly walked to the window, and lifted a corner of the curtain.

Suddenly, a cold rain curtain came into view.

Towering black buildings loomed in the distance, their massive metal pipes crisscrossing as rainwater cascaded down from the eaves.

Obito gazed silently at the endless rain, and the chaotic thoughts in his mind gradually cooled down.

The current situation is not ideal, but at least it's not imminent.

Nagato and Konan openly control the Akatsuki organization, while he remains hidden in the shadows as "Uchiha Madara," not only able to control the entire situation from the shadows but also able to reunite with Rin through that strange dream world...

For Obito, this is the best possible situation he could have at the moment.

The thought of the vivid girl in his dream who would smile gently at him brought a touch of warmth to Obito's somber, single eye.

In his dream, Lin's clear eyes and gentle voice were so real that he didn't want to wake up.

Obito's throat tightened involuntarily, and an uncontrollable longing and yearning welled up from the depths of his heart.

What stirred Obito's heart even more was that the dream might really bring Rin back to the real world!

This hope is undoubtedly achievable and real; it is a hope that can be clearly seen.

For this reason, the Eye of the Moon plan, which he once firmly believed in, is no longer of much use.

The Eye of the Moon Project was just empty talk that Madara told him; no one had ever implemented it, so its effectiveness and reputation were unknown.

This dream is renowned and unforgettable; those who have experienced it never forget it.

Even a genius like Itachi Uchiha couldn't escape the allure of dreams.

Before encountering that dream, he firmly believed that the Infinite Tsukuyomi was the only salvation, the only way to create a perfect world, a world where Rin existed.

But now... Obito's breathing has become somewhat rapid without him realizing it.

He already has a world with Lin!

Moreover, Lin in the dream possesses entirely different unknown possibilities.

The thought of scenes that could only be viewed by paying money made Obito's heart pound with a mixture of elation and fear.

The ecstasy was that hope was within reach, but the fear was that this hope was under great threat, Uchiha Madara!

Just thinking of that name sent a chill down his spine.