Hidden Rain Village.
The constant patter of rain falls down, with occasional pedestrians crossing the streets of the Hidden Rain Village, creating a desolate scene for the entire ninja village.
In the upper floor of a tall metal building at the center, in a slightly dark room.
"Cough, cough, cough."
The sound of a severe dry cough came from the darkness, waking up a blue-haired beauty who had been sleeping against the cold metal wall, her face full of fatigue.
"Nagato, are you alright?"
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Nagato stood at the makeshift control panel for Pain, racked with coughing, unable to speak.
"Nagato, don't control the Heavenly Dao for now, your body..."
"It's fine..."
Blood dripped from the corner of Nagato's mouth, and there was a terrifying wound on his chest, circular in shape, about twenty centimeters wide. The surface flesh had already decayed, and something seemed to be writhing inside.
