At least on the surface…
This also means that there isn't much difference between the two worlds. The only difference is that in the real world, Akihara Kagura appeared, and since then, the direction of the two worlds began to change, and the destinies of the ninjas gradually altered.
History…
Because of one person…
Two different futures branched out.
"That guy…"
"Finally called himself an observer…"
Uchiha Sasuke's hands were buried in his hair, pressing hard against his brain, searching bit by bit for evidence, fear surfacing in his mind: "Maybe… this world is what our world was supposed to be like?"
"Our lives…"
"Our fate"
"Our world…"
"Was originally supposed to be a series of tragedies…"
"Because of that Akihara Kagura's meddling, these tragedies never played out, and everyone's lives changed in a way that was hard to understand…"
"This world truly exists…"
"The world we live in should originally look like this world…"
Uchiha Sasuke's mind grew clearer, linking story after story of Uchiha, Karin, Kabuto, Rock Lee, and Gekkou Hayate into a line, his eyes turning blood-red.
"Our world…everything we have…"
"Was actually always doomed to be a hell full of tragedies…"
Uchiha Sasuke's eyes widened involuntarily, his gaze vacant as if he was utterly frightened by the results deduced from his speculation and analysis: "Now we're already in a hell-like world, in the future how many more people's tragedies will there be…"
"Akihara Kagura…"
"Was it because of you that anything changed?"
"What exactly were you thinking during those times?"
Uchiha Sasuke closed his eyes, as if praying to a trusted deity, yet ultimately got no response from the deity, who seemed to have returned the fate of the Ninja World back to the ninjas of this world.
After a long while.
Uchiha Sasuke opened his eyes, his gaze full of loneliness, recalling each scene where he crossed paths with Akihara Kagura, bit by bit remembering all his memories about Akihara Kagura…
Because…
These memories will change the tragic future of the Ninja World.
The man who loved to hide in the darkness also kept hidden his tenderness for a world.
"Akihara Kagura…"
"I seem to finally understand you…"
"You truly did things with such gentleness…"
By the Nankai River.
The gentle breeze lightly blowing.
As Uchiha Sasuke was immersed in complex emotions recalling the senior who had once guided him onto the right path, a series of uneven wooden sandal footsteps reached Uchiha Sasuke's ears.
Clack, clack, clack…
An old man with bandages wrapped around his head walked to Uchiha Sasuke's side with a cane, his somewhat aged and deep voice echoed by the Nankai River: "Uchiha Sasuke, mourning your lost clansmen here?"
"Oh…"
"Speaking of which…"
"Perhaps you might not know me…"
The old man with bandages around his head squinted his eyes, examining Uchiha Sasuke, spoke slowly about a topic that piqued Sasuke's interest: "I am Danzo, once an assistant to the Hokage of the village, responsible for hunting your brother Uchiha Itachi four years ago…"
"I heard…"
"You've been wanting to seek revenge against Itachi?"