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"What .? How's it?" Raising his new arm, Ken could not help but notice how weak it was. There was barely any strength in it, making it difficult to lift.
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'What's with the pale color of this arm?...' The contrast between her normal skin color and her arms protruded, as white as snow. Confused, he looked around.
"Where ... Where am I?"
"Somewhere between life and death ... Uchiha's son."
Suddenly, a heavy voice echoed from behind him. Turning in fear, Ken noticed an old man with long white hair. His eyes were purple, with several dark circles around his pupils.
He sat on a chair carved on a large tree and had a sickle by his side.
"You ... Who are you?" Even his father did not have such white hair. Seeing the old man, Ken got a bad feeling.
"Have you replaced my arm?"
Hearing Ken's words, the old man closed his eyes. "You can thank me later.. You know, I intend to make you pay me completely ."
When his words stopped, he saw Ken retreat a little.
"W-what do you want ...?" His voice full of nervousness, Ken looked around to see if there was any way to escape. "I don't know where I am, but I have to go back to the village ...!"
As Ken nervously looked around, the old man seemed to be reading the boy's mind and speaking in a cold tone.
"What's the point ...? With that arm, your career as a ninja is over. In this world, things don't always go the way you want them to ."
"We both can't get out of here ... Not with these bodies." As the old man's words disappeared, Ken looked at him again. Its back is connected to a large tree through a long wire-like extension.
"Who are you...?"
"I. .. the ghost of Uchiha ."
With a dark expression, his purple and ominous eyes seemed to stare directly into Ken's soul.
"... Madara Uchiha's."
"Madara ...? He died centuries ago .." Ken's words were filled with disbelief. Is this guy crazy?
Slowly closing her eyes, Madara continued to speak.
"I think I'm a relic of the past ... It's true that if I don't receive a supply of chakra from the statue . I'll die in an instant." ...
"On the one hand .. I cheat death." Madara slightly turned his head, staring at the giant statue nearby.
Seeing his horrible appearance, Ken shivered. It had nine eyes, all of them closed, and resembled a demon more than a person.
"Why are you helping me ...? Do I know you?" Ken felt all this was too shocking. In fact, he suspected that he was still dreaming.
"We will break the cycle of causation ..." Madara's words became even colder as he continued. "With only the victors, only peace, only love."
"The world that contains nothing but those things ."
"Why should I care?" Ken did not understand the man's words, reinforcing his belief that he was senile.
"Listen, old man .. I just want to go home!" .
Sighing, Madara did not notice him.
"If you want to return to a life of inadequacy and uselessness, it's your choice, but I'll take your eyes instead."
"Why do you want my eyes? You have your own eyes!" Afraid of dying, Ken retreated again.
"listen .. You can go back, but without your eyes, or your arms, you will become completely useless ... Your life will become obsolete, for you will need help for the most basic tasks."
"In a moment, you will become frustrated and hope you will never be born. Others will see you as a scorner, rejecting you over time. In the end, you will desire death, for only in it will you find comfort and peace."
As her words disappeared, Madara observed Ken's expression grow poignant by the second. "Are you really hoping for a miserable life?"
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