Sakiya glared at Uchiha Madara, her cheeks puffed in frustration.
"Tch. So arrogant..."
As the Tailed Beast Bomb and lightning surged toward her, she activated her Eyes of Death.
In an instant, the world around her was covered in crisscrossing lines of mortality—the very fabric of existence laid bare.
She raised a single finger and traced a line through the air.
SSHHHK—!
It was as if reality itself screamed in protest.
And then—
The lightning and Tailed Beast Bomb vanished.
Gone. Without a trace.
Madara's eyes narrowed. What… just happened?
If it had only been the Tailed Beast Bomb, he might've understood. But the lightning was his own technique, constantly maintained through the Outer Golem.
Yet it had been cut off entirely. Even his connection to it was severed.
This was not normal space-time manipulation.
This was something else.
Madara's gaze sharpened as he studied the girl before him. He replayed what he had just witnessed.
She had sliced through space itself—with her bare hand?
Was it a space-time technique?
Before he could ask, Sakiya's voice rang out, dripping with arrogance.
"Afraid yet? Now that you've seen the power of my Eyes of Death, do you realize how insignificant you are?"
Madara stared at her.
For the first time, he truly noticed her eyes—two distinct colors, both burning with something unnatural.
A bloodline ability? No—something far more powerful.
Sakiya continued, voice playful.
"Under my power, you'd be dead the moment I decided it."
Then, she let out a small sigh.
"But you know… now that the audience is here, I'm getting kinda bored of this."
Madara stiffened.
"Audience?" His voice was sharp. "What are you talking about?"
Sakiya casually brushed her hair back, her lips curling into a smirk.
"I mean I've had my fun."
Then, she winked at Madara.
In that instant—
Madara felt it.
A chill unlike anything before.
Every fiber of his being—his body, his soul, even down to the smallest cell—was screaming in terror.
Something was watching him. Something absolute.
Then—
He realized it.
He was disappearing.
Madara raised his hand, watching in shock as his arm dissolved into smoke, slowly fading away.
Impossible.
His voice was sharp, frantic.
"What's happening to me?! Has the Edo Tensei been released? No… no, that's not it!"
He turned his gaze toward Sakiya.
She was still smirking, her expression playful—mocking.
Madara refused to believe it. There was no way he had been killed just like that.
But—
His eyes widened in realization.
[Izanagi!]
For a moment, reality blurred.
A flicker of hope.
Then—
Nothing changed.
One of his sharingan turned white, the price of activating the technique—but his body continued to fade.
Madara froze.
His ultimate fail-safe—the power to rewrite reality itself—had failed.
He had miscalculated.
For the first time in his life, Uchiha Madara had miscalculated.
His body was nearly gone now, only his head remaining. His expression was one of disbelief—staring at Sakiya, trying to comprehend what had happened.
Then—
He vanished.
Madara's soul drifted back to the Pure Land, still in a daze.
Sakiya watched it happen.
She could have killed his soul too, erased him completely from existence.
But she didn't.
After all—
Madara was at least an interesting opponent.
Obito, who had been watching the battle from the shadows, saw what had happened—and without hesitation, activated Kamui to escape.
As the swirling void pulled him into his dimension, he let out a breath of relief.
He was safe.
Or so he thought.
"Hey there, fallen man."
A sweet voice rang out from behind him.
His body went rigid.
Obito's eyes widened in shock—he spun around instinctively, but it was too late.
A white-knuckled fist filled his vision.
BANG!
The punch landed cleanly, Chakra-enhanced power smashing into his face.
Blood sprayed from his nose as he was sent crashing backward, skidding across the ground.
He lay there, stunned.
How?
How had she gotten in?
Before he could process it, a familiar face appeared in his blurred vision—Sakiya, looking down at him with a teasing smile.
"Your Kamui brought me here," she said playfully. "I guess your own jutsu betrayed you."
Obito's mind raced.
He had to act now!
In a sudden burst of movement, he lunged forward, reaching for her throat—
[She got too close! If I grab her now, I can finish this!]
But—
Something was wrong.
His attack was too slow.
It felt like he was moving in slow motion—each movement choppy, as if reality itself was lagging.
Sakiya's smile widened.
"Oh? You're actually trying to fight back?"
She raised a single finger.
A pulse of invisible energy rippled outward.
Obito's body froze mid-motion—his limbs locked in place, completely paralyzed.
Only his eyes could move.
Sakiya placed a finger against his forehead.
Snap.
Obito flinched, squeezing his eyes shut—but nothing happened.
When he hesitantly peeked one eye open, he saw her casually pulling out a pouch of sand.
Still smiling, she began to trace a circle on the ground—completely at ease, as if she had all the time in the world.
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Obito slowly opened his eyes.
Everything was calm.
What…?
His mind struggled to process what had just happened.
He turned his head and saw Sakiya, still drawing on the ground with her powdered markings.
His confusion deepened.
"What are you doing? Aren't you going to kill me?" he asked, his voice tense.
Without even looking up, Sakiya answered casually, "I'm just setting up some circles to purify the ones you're using."
She paused briefly before adding, "By the way, your curse techniques are pretty rare. Interesting stuff."
Obito's brows furrowed.
What is she talking about?
His frustration grew, and he snapped, "Hey! Stop messing around! If you're going to kill me, then just do it already!"
But Sakiya ignored him completely, focused on her markings.
Thirty seconds passed.
Obito—still frozen in place—could do nothing but watch.
He had no idea what she was planning.
Finally, she stepped back, admiring her work.
Then, she turned to face him—hands moving through the air in sharp motions, as if conducting some unseen force.
Her voice rang out:
"Endless darkness of the sky, the fading light of the world—fall into silence beneath my gaze! Power of conclusion—Judgment!"
With a final sweeping motion, she brought both hands down sharply.
The powdered markings beneath Obito's feet ignited instantly.
BOOM!
Obito vanished.
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Outside the Dimension
Obito reappeared, standing in the real world.
His head snapped around in confusion.
"I'm… back?"
He flexed his fingers—his body was fine. He was free.
A slow realization crept up on him.
If I got out… then that means…
A grin twitched at the corner of his lips.
That girl is still trapped inside!
She can't escape!
Just as he was about to relish his victory, the air in front of him cracked open—
A small hand shot out from the rift.
Before Obito could react, it grabbed his wrist—
And yanked him back in!
His world spun violently—then, suddenly, he was back inside Kamui's dimension.
And there she was.
Sakiya, smiling playfully.
"Surprised, fallen man?"
Obito clenched his jaw, barely holding back a groan of frustration.
She's messing with me!
He fixed her with a serious glare.
"Enough. Just kill me. Stop playing games."
Sakiya tilted her head, then casually walked up to him—standing on her toes to reach his forehead.
She patted his head.
"Then behave yourself."
Obito stiffened.
This girl—
Before he could snap at her, she simply said, "Now, let's purify your corrupted soul."
Her hand glowed—a ball of energy forming at her fingertips.
Obito felt a chill crawl up his spine.
"Wait… what do you mean by 'purify'?"
BANG!
The energy ball smashed into his face—
Exploding on impact.
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