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Category:
Naruto › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
18
Views:
1,746
Reviews:
35
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter: Madara
Chapter: Madara
Madara watched through his mind’s eyes chaos ensue around the world a sick smile spread across his lips. Everything he’d ever read said that everyone would fall under his control and simply live the illusion, but this was so much better. The so called noble ninja was falling victim of his own bestiality no longer so high and mighty. It was all so brilliant, so moving, so… mesmerizing.
“Yes, Tobi likes…” he purred.
So much blood shed, so much pain, so many screams of terror it was like he had created a symphony of the whole world and they played a song honoring the Uchiha. He took a deep breath and took in the smell of death and of fear. Intoxicating. In his wildest dreams he never imagined it would be this splendid.
A bubble of pride started to churn inside his chest until it burst forth and he was laughing. Laughing at all the stupid people who had believed in their power, laughed at the Hokage of Konoha who had believed he’d won. All of them were morons and now they knew the true power of the Uchiha they could feel it grab a hold of them and squeeze. Yes, this is as it should have always been.
Damn them all to hell for their stupidity and ignorance. Let their blood splash to the ground, let their screams echo into the world, and let them find no hope. Slowly his laughter subsided more for the fact that it was not something he should be found doing, Uchiha didn’t laugh. With his eyes upon the moon he could see all, hear all, know all. This was so thrilling, exhilarating, freeing really. His dream had come true and nothing could stop him.
A strange role of chakra rolled over him from the inside and for a moment his strength weakened. What, what had that been just now? Again another role, this time soaked in anger. One of the demons? That was impossible for now they were all one consciousness. Still the throb of power washed through him and he found himself having to remove his mask to vomit onto the ground.
Suddenly, as if in out cry, all nine demons could be heard separately and the sound made his head pound. He felt as if sand was abrading his nerves, that fire was burning his skin, water was drowning him, and lightening was zooming down his spine. Claws seemed to rip at his consciousness and he sank to his knees his hands pressed tightly to his temples. He could not allow this to happen, he couldn’t understand why it even was.
Concentrating through the pain he built up his own chakra and slowly but surely the demons faded back into one and the pain was gone. He panted heavily sweat dripping down his body, his hair matted to his head. Dark eyes stared at his hands that shook from the after shocks. Something else that hadn’t been explained was this, this whatever that had been. Something had caused a break in the single consciousness of the beast he’d created by joining all of them together.
Unusual and unexpected, but this time it was not for the better. Having this kind of weakness could compromise his plan, if not destroy it fully. If any who still followed him became aware then he would have a large problem. If anyone found out that he was weak, as his power was the only reason why they followed, someone might just kill him.
He frowned, that would not do at all. He hadn’t lived this long and schemed this well just to die because the demons were hard to control. Madara knew he had the power to do this, it was possible that somewhere along the line that the documents hadn’t been totally correct. That in then end he hadn’t done the jutsu right.
It wasn’t something to worry over, just be sufficiently cautious about, as all jutsus took time to perfect. Yes, no need to be freaking out over something so minor. Standing he placed the mask back over his face and straightened his cloths.
“Tobi’s a good boy it will work out.”
Yes, and it would. He would just have to be sure not to let anyone know that their was a problem. In fact the one he worried most over was his fellow Uchiha. Madara had no doubts in his mind that Sasuke would strike him down and take over without a second thought. Fucking spoiled brat that he was, it didn’t help that Madara had played it as he had. Catering to the boy as if he was significantly more needed than he had been.
Madara sighed, it couldn’t be helped. He had needed Sasuke, but the boy was a wild card. Only usable for an end game if played right. Yes that Uchiha would be a great asset, but if needed he could be destroyed. What a shame if it came to that.
“Oh well, Tobi will do as he needs to cuz he’s a good boy.”
And damn all who got in his way he thought as his narrowed his eyes to look out upon the land.
~TBC~
End Note: Sorry don't have time this week to reply to all of you!!! Thank you for reading if not for you then there would be nothing! Also If anyone of you can figure out why Madara is having trouble let me know! An dI will reward you!!!! BWAHAHAHAHAH!!!
Madara watched through his mind’s eyes chaos ensue around the world a sick smile spread across his lips. Everything he’d ever read said that everyone would fall under his control and simply live the illusion, but this was so much better. The so called noble ninja was falling victim of his own bestiality no longer so high and mighty. It was all so brilliant, so moving, so… mesmerizing.
“Yes, Tobi likes…” he purred.
So much blood shed, so much pain, so many screams of terror it was like he had created a symphony of the whole world and they played a song honoring the Uchiha. He took a deep breath and took in the smell of death and of fear. Intoxicating. In his wildest dreams he never imagined it would be this splendid.
A bubble of pride started to churn inside his chest until it burst forth and he was laughing. Laughing at all the stupid people who had believed in their power, laughed at the Hokage of Konoha who had believed he’d won. All of them were morons and now they knew the true power of the Uchiha they could feel it grab a hold of them and squeeze. Yes, this is as it should have always been.
Damn them all to hell for their stupidity and ignorance. Let their blood splash to the ground, let their screams echo into the world, and let them find no hope. Slowly his laughter subsided more for the fact that it was not something he should be found doing, Uchiha didn’t laugh. With his eyes upon the moon he could see all, hear all, know all. This was so thrilling, exhilarating, freeing really. His dream had come true and nothing could stop him.
A strange role of chakra rolled over him from the inside and for a moment his strength weakened. What, what had that been just now? Again another role, this time soaked in anger. One of the demons? That was impossible for now they were all one consciousness. Still the throb of power washed through him and he found himself having to remove his mask to vomit onto the ground.
Suddenly, as if in out cry, all nine demons could be heard separately and the sound made his head pound. He felt as if sand was abrading his nerves, that fire was burning his skin, water was drowning him, and lightening was zooming down his spine. Claws seemed to rip at his consciousness and he sank to his knees his hands pressed tightly to his temples. He could not allow this to happen, he couldn’t understand why it even was.
Concentrating through the pain he built up his own chakra and slowly but surely the demons faded back into one and the pain was gone. He panted heavily sweat dripping down his body, his hair matted to his head. Dark eyes stared at his hands that shook from the after shocks. Something else that hadn’t been explained was this, this whatever that had been. Something had caused a break in the single consciousness of the beast he’d created by joining all of them together.
Unusual and unexpected, but this time it was not for the better. Having this kind of weakness could compromise his plan, if not destroy it fully. If any who still followed him became aware then he would have a large problem. If anyone found out that he was weak, as his power was the only reason why they followed, someone might just kill him.
He frowned, that would not do at all. He hadn’t lived this long and schemed this well just to die because the demons were hard to control. Madara knew he had the power to do this, it was possible that somewhere along the line that the documents hadn’t been totally correct. That in then end he hadn’t done the jutsu right.
It wasn’t something to worry over, just be sufficiently cautious about, as all jutsus took time to perfect. Yes, no need to be freaking out over something so minor. Standing he placed the mask back over his face and straightened his cloths.
“Tobi’s a good boy it will work out.”
Yes, and it would. He would just have to be sure not to let anyone know that their was a problem. In fact the one he worried most over was his fellow Uchiha. Madara had no doubts in his mind that Sasuke would strike him down and take over without a second thought. Fucking spoiled brat that he was, it didn’t help that Madara had played it as he had. Catering to the boy as if he was significantly more needed than he had been.
Madara sighed, it couldn’t be helped. He had needed Sasuke, but the boy was a wild card. Only usable for an end game if played right. Yes that Uchiha would be a great asset, but if needed he could be destroyed. What a shame if it came to that.
“Oh well, Tobi will do as he needs to cuz he’s a good boy.”
And damn all who got in his way he thought as his narrowed his eyes to look out upon the land.
~TBC~
End Note: Sorry don't have time this week to reply to all of you!!! Thank you for reading if not for you then there would be nothing! Also If anyone of you can figure out why Madara is having trouble let me know! An dI will reward you!!!! BWAHAHAHAHAH!!!