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Within the Rain Country.
The torrential rain in the sky had diminished significantly at this point. The gloomy dark clouds gradually dispersed, revealing a clear sky.
Inside a dark forest.
"Pata!" "Pata!"...
The sounds of heavy and light footsteps echoed in this place.
Two figures appeared under the towering trees.
"Should I address you as Sōsuke... or Aizen... Lord? And I would like to know... what are your intentions?"
The robust middle-aged ninja from behind hesitated and asked.
Upon hearing his words, the tall figure in front stopped walking. Sōsuke's refined face showed a slight smile. He gently tilted his head, and his eyes behind the glasses glanced at the man. He spoke gently.
"Just call me Aizen; it might be more convenient that way. As for my intentions... for now, I aim to control the Sand Ninjas."
As he said this, his eyes squinted slightly, as if he were sharing something very interesting.
Hearing his words, the muscular Chitoro's face tightened, looking somewhat displeased.
"That's the Sand Ninjas, one of the Five Great Ninja Villages... what you're saying is a bit... and, and..."
Interrupting him, Aizen smiled gently.
"Rest assured. I won't send you to harm your own people. I may, however, need you to take on the position of Kazekage. This way, our plan will progress much smoother."
Hearing Aizen's words, Chitoro was momentarily stunned. Then, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face, and he stammered in surprise.
"K-Kazekage!? How is that possible? Such a thought is absurd..."
Aizen just glanced at him with a mild expression and spoke softly.
"Absurd is a word used by the incapable to justify their mediocrity."
Being stared at so lightly by Aizen, Chitoro felt a slight chill down his back. His expression stiffened, and he dared not move recklessly, swallowing a mouthful of saliva nervously.
Aizen continued to speak softly.
"At this moment, the Amegakure is already under my control. The recent reconciliation between it and Konohagakure was also orchestrated by me. Everything... is merely part of my plan."
Suddenly hearing Aizen's words, Chitoro's entire expression froze!
But inwardly, he was overwhelmed with shock, like a stormy sea.
"Are you saying... it's... it's you who brought about the reconciliation between Konoha and Amegakure!? And... and even Amegakure is already under your control!?"
Seeing Chitoro completely astonished by this news, stuttering in disbelief, Aizen's emotions remained unchanged. His face remained calm, and he spoke softly.
"Don't be too surprised; this is just some basic arrangement... After all... we might be facing enemies from the entire ninja world."
"If we're not adequately prepared, the future could be quite tricky."
Hearing Aizen's nonchalant words, Chitoro couldn't help but feel that the countless times he had meticulously crafted puppets and his experiences in life-and-death battles were just a joke in front of this man.
The two men had completely different perspectives.
And he was only around twenty years old...
Already at this age, he treated overturning the entire ninja world and establishing a new world as his goal...
At his age, he probably was still secretly studying human puppets, maybe even feeling proud of small achievements...
Chitoro secretly thought, feeling a sense of self-pity.
Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his expression froze, and he blurted out a question.
"You said Amegakure is already under your control, so is Hanzo too...!?"
Upon hearing his words, Sōsuke's calm face showed a hint of a smile. He glanced at him gently and spoke softly.
"As you guessed, Hanzo was dealt with by me personally."
Getting Sōsuke's admission, Chitoro's pupils suddenly shrank. His lips moved, but he didn't know what to say.
To silently resolve the demigod of the ninja world...
To achieve such a terrifying feat at under twenty years old...
Chitoro was speechless, but what followed was a spark of fervor in his eyes!
Following such a person, creating a perfect new world seemed not just talk. I... I should seize this opportunity firmly!
Thinking this, a firmness flashed in his eyes. In a hoarse voice, he said,
"I believe in you and am willing to dedicate my humble strength to your great ideal!"
To this, Sōsuke's eyes sparkled with a hint of a smile. He spoke gently,
"I chose you precisely because of the will you possess..."
"This world needs heroes, but not the kind with narrow vision."
"Chitoro, give your all for our plan. You will become a hero forever recorded in the history of the ninja world, a hero transcending eras."
Hearing Sōsuke's words, a fanatical flame lit up in his eyes!
He seemed to see the establishment of a new world, saw the happy expressions of people in that world, and saw himself being praised by countless people.
"Aizen-sama!"
Suddenly, he knelt halfway in front of Sōsuke, his expression solemn, lowering his head to show allegiance.
Chitoro's robust physique appeared quite formidable, but at this moment, he was half-kneeling in front of the seemingly younger Sōsuke, creating a strange scene.
Seeing this, Sōsuke's eyes sparkled with amusement. His lips curved up, and he spoke in a warm tone.
"Get up, Chitoro. We will be comrades. Whether human or Jinchuriki, you will have your names forever engraved at the beginning of the historical new world we are creating."
Saying this, Sōsuke slowly walked up to the kneeling Chitoro.
On his fair palm, a faint blue glow seemed to flicker, slowly caressing Chitoro's forehead. Sōsuke's voice, filled with allure, whispered,
"Now, I will grant you enough power to control the Sand Ninjas adequately for me."
Chitoro showed no intention to resist. An enthusiastic expression filled his rough face.
In the forest, sporadic weak blue glows shimmered softly.
Before long, everything returned to darkness and silence...
A few days later.
On a land covered by a blanket of yellow sand.
"Hoo, hoo..."
After a sudden howl of wind and sand that seemed like the cries of ghosts and wolves, in the desolate world covered by the sandstorm, a robust figure slowly appeared.
The burly figure raised his head through the swirling sand. Under the dark hat, a pair of intimidating pupils flashed and disappeared.
"Finally... back..."
"Don't worry... Aizen-sama, I will patiently await your orders..."
"But before that..."
As the deep, hoarse voice slowly sounded, when the voice reached this point, the figure slowly looked towards a certain direction.
His intimidating pupils slowly softened, revealing a hint of tenderness.
As the drifting yellow sand passed, his figure slowly disappeared from the spot.