"That absolutely wouldn't be the case."
Makoto firmly shot down the theory and broke down the logic.
"No matter how deeply flawed the Infinite Tsukuyomi is, its raw binding power as a genjutsu physically cannot be weaker than a standard Tsukuyomi. Uchiha Itachi's normal Tsukuyomi allows him to freely torture his victim for what feels like lifetimes, and he can literally tell the victim to their face that they are trapped in an illusion, yet they still can't break out.
And think about it fundamentally. What are the basic principles behind casting and breaking genjutsu? To break a standard illusion, an outside party needs to inject and disrupt the victim's chakra network to flush out the foreign influence. That works because ordinary genjutsu is cast in a single, isolated instance.
But the Infinite Tsukuyomi operates on an entirely different scale.
After initially acquiring its targets, its core function is to violently absorb their chakra. Because the victims remain physically bound to the Divine Tree, the genjutsu isn't a one-and-done cast—it is continuously, endlessly applied.
Forget about someone caught in the Infinite Tsukuyomi magically breaking out on their own. Even if someone on the outside actively tried to disrupt their chakra network, they physically wouldn't be able to wake them up. The tree just re-applies the illusion instantly.
So we circle right back to the original question. If the victims literally cannot escape, the Infinite Tsukuyomi has no reason to waste energy feeding them a perfect, happy dream."
"In other words... Uchiha Obito and Uchiha Madara were completely played like fools by the Ōtsutsuki." Konan perfectly feigned a tone of horrified shock. "Forget the reality that anyone caught in the Infinite Tsukuyomi wouldn't live long before being drained to a dry husk. You're saying they wouldn't even get to enjoy themselves or experience a brief, beautiful fantasy before they die?!"
"That is not necessarily true," Makoto countered smoothly.
"Based on the evidence we've pieced together, because the Infinite Tsukuyomi forcibly targets the entire global population simultaneously, its genjutsu matrix physically cannot construct hyper-precise, tailored narratives the way Itachi's Tsukuyomi can.
Think back to the Limited Tsukuyomi we tested a while ago. That jutsu was basically a drastically downgraded prototype of the Infinite Tsukuyomi, but even it still lacked precise narrative control. The caster could only dictate a few broad, overarching key points.
Therefore, the true Infinite Tsukuyomi most likely operates on a passive, reactive feedback loop.
It just forces its targets to endlessly experience whatever memories or concepts they obsess over most.
The goal is strictly to keep their minds in an active, emotionally elevated state so the tree can harvest their chakra more efficiently.
In other words, experiencing a beautiful dream derived from the real world is possible, but it is absolutely not guaranteed. And regarding this specific point, I still have hard evidence..."
At this exact juncture, there was absolutely no reason to let Obito eavesdrop on the rest.
Leaving the conclusion hanging made it far more insidious. If they sounded too utterly absolute, it would arouse his paranoid suspicion.
If they broke down the evidence with exhausting, exhaustive detail, it would sound completely scripted.
But the most terrifying part? This entire conversation between Makoto and Konan wasn't deception.
Every single word they spoke was the truth.
As for the actual evidence? That required analyzing the canon victims of the original Infinite Tsukuyomi.
The original Infinite Tsukuyomi successfully brainwashed people into believing it could flawlessly fulfill their deepest, most desperate wishes.
But in actual reality?
Take the most classic example: Karin.
Karin's Infinite Tsukuyomi was absolutely not some pure, blissful fantasy.
At best, her dream was two parts happy and eight parts pure nightmare.
The illusion forced her to relentlessly relive the agonizing, traumatic memories of the brutal suffering she and her mother endured as living blood-bags in Kusagakure.
If the Infinite Tsukuyomi was truly a flawless, carefree paradise engine, Karin never should have experienced those nightmares in the first place.
She should have simply dreamed of living a happy, peaceful life with her mother.
Clearly, Karin cared about her mother above all else, so the Infinite Tsukuyomi seized upon that attachment and forced her to endlessly dream about their shared past.
But her traumatized brain literally couldn't conceptualize a scenario where she and her mother actually lived happily ever after.
The Infinite Tsukuyomi couldn't magically generate a story her brain couldn't process.
And even if it could, a peaceful domestic life wouldn't keep Karin's emotional state elevated enough to facilitate maximum chakra extraction.
Yamato was another textbook example.
The entire first half of Yamato's grand dream was just him reliving his brutally dark, traumatic past in Orochimaru's test tubes and Danzo's Root.
If the Infinite Tsukuyomi was genuinely designed to fulfill beautiful wishes, then forget everything else—the Danzo inside Yamato's dream should have spawned as a sunny, cheerful, hyper-supportive mentor figure. (That was a nightmare actually)
To take it a step further: in the real world, Sarutobi Hiruzen gave Yamato the gentle care of an elder, Kakashi offered him the steady camaraderie of a peer, and Team Seven provided him with warm bonds to a younger generation.
Following that logic, Yamato's perfect dream should have featured the Third Hokage and Danzo getting happily married, adopting Yamato, and showering him with unconditional parental love.
After that, Kakashi should have romantically proposed to him, fulfilling his need for peer affection.
That would have been a genuine, unadulterated "beautiful dream."
Then there was Tenten's dream.
What Tenten wanted more than anything was to break free from the Infinite Tsukuyomi.
If the jutsu actually wanted to fulfill her wish, it should have trapped her in a classic "dream within a dream," tricking her into believing she had shattered the illusion and heroically saved the shinobi world.
Instead, the jutsu dragged her through a bizarre, chaotic fever dream where she inexplicably got locked up as a traitorous spy.
In short, if the Infinite Tsukuyomi really was a miraculous 'beautiful-dream generator,' the illusions shouldn't so closely resemble the grim reality of the actual shinobi world, where life was an endless rollercoaster of tragedy and brief flashes of fortune.
...
Konan and Makoto's footsteps gradually faded down the echoing hallway.
Obito, lying paralyzed inside the stone cell, slowly cracked his eyes open.
His expression was a mess of agonizingly complicated emotions.
Just moments ago, he was already secretly agonizing over whether the current humiliated version of himself even possessed the right to cast the Infinite Tsukuyomi.
Inside the illusionary world, could Rin truly remain perfect and flawless?
Perfect for him, at least.
But now, he had just absorbed new intel from Konan and Makoto's casual conversation.
The Infinite Tsukuyomi was absolutely not a guaranteed paradise.
In other words, if he successfully launched the Infinite Tsukuyomi and engineered a new world, it was highly probable that the 'Rin' he created inside the dream would also be a Rin who perfectly remembered exactly how utterly pathetic and dick-less he truly was.
Obito's mind spiraled into despair.
He slowly rolled over on the stone slab.
'Sniff.'
'What the hell is that smell?'
Obito frowned.
He suddenly noticed a massive puddle of moisture pooled right next to his head.
'Were these my tears?' he wondered. 'Strange. Didn't I flip myself entirely upside down earlier?'
If he was lying opposite to his original position, the massive puddle of tears should have been at the other end of the bed.
And if he hadn't successfully turned over, then the medical-nin who inspected him earlier absolutely would have noticed his body was flipped.
Obito subconsciously reached his hand down and patted the stone beneath his lower half.
'Wet.'
He slowly brought his damp hand up to his nose and took a cautious sniff.
It smelled like salt..... it really was his tears.
His tears were indeed pooled at the far end of the bed!
'Then... what the hell is this massive puddle soaking the stone right next to my head?!'
Obito's face drained of all color.
'Could it be... did I actually, genuinely wet myself while I was having a mental breakdown earlier?!'
Obito's expression turned utterly catastrophic.
His entire reality was crumbling around him!
But his torment was far from over.
...
The next day, Actor Makoto strolled down the hallway again.
This time, he dragged along Deidara—who was literally just walking past the door on his way to lunch—and casually brought up Uchiha Madara.
"Speaking of which, Uchiha Madara's ultimate endgame is also launching the Infinite Tsukuyomi, right? But at least Madara genuinely wants to use it to enforce peace. The old ghost doesn't really harbor any pathetic, personal demands," Makoto remarked loudly.
"But that masked freak locked inside keeps muttering in his sleep about desperately wanting to 'create a world where Rin exists.'
"Seriously, think about it. If the guy wants to create a cozy little fantasy world with this 'Rin' girl, shouldn't he just cast a localized genjutsu on himself and rot in a corner? If he launches the Infinite Tsukuyomi, the entire population gets trapped in individual illusions, while the caster himself remains totally awake and immune! That fundamentally won't create a world where he gets to live with Rin!
Could it be... does this freak actually have some kind of ultimate cuckold fetish? Is his grand master plan literally just to create a dream world where Kakashi gets to live happily ever after with Rin?"
Deidara flawlessly recited the lines Makoto had handed him.
"Not necessarily," Makoto chuckled darky. "Maybe his cuckold fetish is just highly advanced. What he really wants is to create a world where everyone gets a Rin."
"Goddamn, a gangbang then?" Deidara snorted.
"This guy's brain is literally diseased, right? Does he seriously think the rest of the planet wants to share his dead childhood crush?" Makoto sighed mockingly.
"Isn't that obvious, yeah? It's totally normal for an Uchiha to have a rotting brain."
"True."
Obito, lying completely paralyzed inside the room: "..."
Why the hell did it feel like everything they just said made sense?!
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