Scenario Two: Domestic Abuse
The scene shifted again before Uchiha Obito's eyes, and he found himself inside his own home.
In front of him stood an emaciated woman, her clothes tattered and filthy.
Though her appearance had changed somewhat, Obito recognized her instantly—Rin.
Rin sobbed, "I never thought Kakashi would turn out like this after marriage."
"He abuses me… he doesn't even feed me."
She collapsed onto the table, weeping uncontrollably.
The sight tore at Obito's heart. This was the girl he loved, yet she had met such a tragic fate.
Of course, this entire scenario was designed by Uchiha Yato.
When Obito reached out to comfort her, he realized he could move freely this time—unlike before, when he'd been a mere puppet on strings.
So he began consoling the pitiable Rin before him.
His actions remained respectful, his words free of provocation.
Admittedly, Obito wasn't so bad in this regard.
Watching the scene unfold, Uchiha Yato smirked mysteriously.
Those who knew him understood—he was about to stir up trouble.
Rin pleaded, "Obito… can you help me?"
Without hesitation, Obito nodded.
Rin continued, her voice trembling, "Kill Kakashi for me… I can't take it anymore!"
The request was utterly absurd.
Naturally, this was all part of Yato's design.
Rin's character had always been gentle and understanding—but now, Yato shattered that image.
By making such an unreasonable demand, he wanted to see what choice Obito would make.Should he mindlessly help Rin Nohara escape her current predicament, or take a different approach?
Upon hearing Rin's request, Obito's brain froze.
Kakashi might be particularly arrogant, but he still got along well with them.
But now Rin urgently needed protection, leaving Obito unsure of what to do.
And this was precisely Uchiha Yato's goal. In the original story, Obito would undoubtedly choose to help Rin.
But the current Obito was just a child—his moral compass and values weren't fully formed yet, leaving room for adjustment.
After a moment of contemplation, Obito spoke up, "Rin, Kakashi... I'll help you."
"Let's go find him together."
Hearing this, Uchiha Yato felt somewhat disappointed.
But then Obito continued, "I'll make things clear with him. I won't let either of you shed blood."
"Rin, whatever it is, we can face it together. Don't act like this—it's not like you."
Rin Nohara was stunned by these words—or rather, the one controlling her, Uchiha Yato, was stunned.
Obito's response was unexpected, yet not entirely off the mark.
Still, it wasn't the worst outcome, which left Yato somewhat relieved.
Soon after, Rin's gentle voice lingered in Obito's ear.
And then came the final scene.
Scene Three: Kakashi Kills Rin Nohara
This time, there was no narration or buildup—just the most brutal imagery thrust directly before Obito's eyes.
No messy illusions, just the scene playing out exactly as it did in the original story.
Yet once again, Obito made a change.
His emotions surged uncontrollably, reaching their peak.
His eyes turned blood-red, and a single tomoe spun rapidly within them.
That's right—Uchiha Obito had awakened his Sharingan upon witnessing Rin's gruesome death.
At this, Uchiha Yato's smile widened even further.
"Ding~"
"Congratulations, Host. You've caused Uchiha Obito to lose control of his emotions."
"Reward: 1,000 Emotion Coins."
Instantly gaining 1,000 Emotion Coins made Yato grin from ear to ear.
Meanwhile, Uchiha Hai, who had also been watching, found the scene somewhat repulsive.
The events that followed were much the same as in the original story.
Obito cradled Rin's body and uttered that iconic line—
"I want to create…"
"A world where Rin exists!"
After one final dizzy spell, Yato's genjutsu came to an end.
When Obito awoke, he was momentarily at a loss—but one thing made him incredibly happy.
Rin Nohara hadn't changed, hadn't married anyone, and most importantly, hadn't died.
Uchiha Yato then said, "Congratulations. You've proven you're not just a simp, but a deeply devoted boy."
"Hai, you should take Obito as an example when choosing boys in the future~"
Uchiha Hai, too, found herself swept up in Obito's emotions.
It couldn't be helped—the Uchiha Clan was a clan of love.
Their emotional depth was extraordinary, so Hai's reaction was perfectly natural.
Observing the two children's reactions—especially Hai's current state—Yato had reason to suspect that if Hai were just a little older, this emotional shock might have awakened her Sharingan as well.
Shifting his tone, Yato turned to Obito and said, "Congratulations, Obito. You've awakened your Sharingan."At this moment, Obito finally pushed the illusionary experience to the back of his mind and realized he could now activate his Sharingan.
The child was overjoyed—after all, no matter what, Obito was a child of the Uchiha Clan, and awakening the Sharingan was a rite of passage for every Uchiha.
Then, Obito looked at Uchiha Yato with an extremely complicated expression.
Thank him? How?
Thank Uchiha Yato for making him endure such immense pain?
But if he were to truly blame him, it was only because Yato had provoked him that he awakened his Sharingan in the first place.
Yato noticed Obito's awkwardness and spoke up.
"No need to thank me. It's just what your big bro does."
"If you really want to show gratitude, just help me keep an eye on these little troublemakers in the future."
While talking to Obito, he casually put away the projector.
Unfortunately, Obito still caught a glimpse of it and immediately flew into a rage, demanding that Yato delete the recording.
Earlier, when Yato had been teaching them to be cautious of genjutsu, he had specifically shown footage of Aburame Ryoma dancing under its influence.
That sight was so cringe-inducing that one glance was enough to scar the soul.
Most Uchiha Jonin who specialized in genjutsu wanted to learn the technique Yato had developed—"Chicken Mud Beautiful."
But having to master that absurd dance first was simply too much for them to bear.
This was why many proud Uchiha ultimately gave up on the technique—it was too painful, too torturous.
Recalling what had happened in the illusion and the things he had done, Obito couldn't help but feel deeply embarrassed.
He immediately chased after Yato, demanding that he delete the recording.
With his Sharingan activated, he pursued Yato relentlessly, trying to reclaim the footage.
Seeing this, Yato promptly bolted.
At the same time, he kept taunting Obito with playful banter, provoking him into chasing even harder.
A change stirred in Obito's heart.
If I ever get the chance, I swear I'll create a world without Uchiha Yato!
Little did Obito know—he had just predicted his own future.
Twenty years later, that very bullet would strike him once more.
At this very moment, Madara, who had been secretly watching through his White Zetsu-brand television, couldn't help but praise Yato.
In terms of strategy, Yato's abilities were outstanding.
In terms of strength, his Mangekyō Sharingan combined with his bizarre array of ninjutsu made him formidable.
And in terms of personality? He stood out across the entire shinobi world—especially among the Sand Ninja.
Madara knew his own body well—he needed a proxy to capture the tailed beasts in his stead.
He had already prepared one pawn, but he needed another to keep watch.
Right now, he had three candidates in mind:
Uchiha Yato, Uchiha Obito, and Uchiha Shisui.
Yato was strong in every aspect, but his unpredictable nature and considerable power made him difficult to control. If he realized Madara was behind the scheme, his intelligence might backfire.
Through the projector, Madara had observed Obito's emotional journey and concluded that this boy was the perfect Uchiha.
If conditions allowed, the easily manipulated Obito would be his choice.
As for Shisui? Judging by his current attitude, he was a genius with a strong sense of self-judgment and discipline.But the problem lies here—once they realize they've been deceived, all previous efforts might go to waste, and they could even turn against us.
Seeing Madara troubled, a White Zetsu beside him spoke up.
"Lord Madara, are you pondering here because you can't poop?"
The words instantly shattered the solemn atmosphere.
Black Zetsu covered White Zetsu's mouth and immediately said to Madara, "Lord Madara, please ignore this idiot."
Seeing the old man calm down, Black Zetsu continued, "Lord Madara, I have an idea—I wonder if it's feasible?"