"Is that Tsukuyomi… the one used by Itachi Uchiha?"
Amid the devastated battlefield,
Danzō Shimura stood trembling.
Cold sweat covered his face.
Blood soaked his body.
He struggled just to stay standing.
Staring unwillingly at Ren, he muttered in disbelief:
"Impossible… I possess a Mangekyō Sharingan too. I shouldn't fail to see through mere Tsukuyomi…"
After all—
he had the Mangekyō Sharingan of Shisui Uchiha.
Even if he couldn't break Tsukuyomi,
he shouldn't have been unable to realize he had fallen into an illusion.
Could the gap between them really be that huge?
No.
He refused to believe it.
"If it were Shisui himself, maybe he really could have seen through Tsukuyomi."
Ren sneered without restraint.
"But you?"
"You just transplanted Uchiha eyes and barely control their power with Hashirama cells."
"You're far inferior."
As he spoke,
Shisui's eye—still pierced on the vine—
began to shrivel visibly.
Its pupil power was drained.
In seconds—
it turned into dust.
"Damn it!"
Danzō clenched his remaining fist.
His eyes were bloodshot.
"Akira Ren, you bastard! Do you know how precious that eye was?!"
He had schemed endlessly to obtain it.
That eye was supposed to help him become Hokage—
to rule the ninja world.
And now it was destroyed.
"It was just an unnecessary eye."
Ren smiled casually.
"If it's gone, it's gone."
Of course—
he would never tell Danzō the truth.
He had already obtained Kotoamatsukami, the strongest genjutsu.
And with his perfect Yang Release vitality,
the eye's power would recover in just two or three months.
"Damn you…"
Danzō's eyes hardened.
His expression turned resolute.
He charged forward.
"You treacherous brat!"
"Your existence is a threat to Konoha!"
"Even if I die—"
"I'll—"
He had already realized something.
Ren would never spare him.
Begging was pointless.
Nor could he threaten Ren with family—
because everyone close to the boy was already dead.
So even if Danzō died—
he would drag Ren down with him.
"You want to die together with me?"
Ren asked calmly.
"But why do you think…"
"…you've already escaped Tsukuyomi?"
Danzō's eyes widened.
Before he could react—
the entire world changed again.
Suddenly—
they were standing before the Hokage Building.
Danzō was bound to a cross-shaped execution frame.
Unable to move.
His right arm had returned.
His Sharingan was exposed openly—
in front of the entire village.
Beside him were three others tied to crosses:
Hiruzen Sarutobi Homura Mitokado Koharu Utatane
Below them stood countless villagers and ninja.
On the rooftop of the Hokage building—
stood Tsunade.
She held the Hokage hat Danzō had dreamed of obtaining his entire life.
Then she declared loudly:
"From today onward—"
"I am the Fifth Hokage!"
"OOOOOOH!!!"
"Lord Hokage!"
"Long live the Hokage!"
"Execute the criminals!"
"Hang them all!"
"Especially Danzō!"
The crowd erupted.
Eggs.
Rotten vegetables.
Filth and waste—
all hurled at the former leaders.
Once dignified elders—
now covered in filth and stench.
"Damn you filthy peasants!"
Hiruzen and the others cursed angrily.
"We should have killed you all back then!"
But their mouths were quickly stuffed with foul debris.
"Tsunade— no… Akira Ren!"
Danzō roared furiously.
"I will never admit guilt!"
"Everything I did was for Konoha!"
"I did nothing wrong!"
"Is that so?"
Suddenly—
Tsunade's figure changed.
It became Tobirama Senju.
The Second Hokage stared down coldly.
"Teacher!"
Hiruzen and the others panicked.
"This was all Danzō's doing!"
"Please forgive us!"
"It's all his fault!"
They pushed all blame onto Danzō.
Tobirama shook his head in disappointment.
"Danzō… you have disappointed me."
"It seems I was right."
"Hiruzen was always more suitable to become Hokage than you."
"AAAAAAHHH!!!"
Danzō's face twisted with rage.
"Akira Ren!!!!"
The humiliation burned deeper than any wound.
"Execution!"
Tobirama gave the order.
Every villager received a knife.
One by one—
they approached Danzō.
Spitting at him.
"Disgusting monster."
"You wanted to be Hokage?"
"Look at yourself."
Then—
they stabbed him.
Again.
And again.
"Ahhhh—!"
Pain tore through his body.
But worse than the knives—
were the endless insults.
"You destroyed the Senju!"
"You forced the White Fang to die!"
"You drove the Sannin away!"
"You wiped out the Uchiha!"
"Konoha's decline is your fault!"
For Danzō—
a man driven by pride and ambition—
those words cut deeper than blades.
Hours passed.
Then days.
Three days.
Three nights.
The torture never stopped.
Even a man like Danzō—
who prided himself on iron will—
finally broke.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
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