Chapter 195 – Who Are You, Really?
It really did seem like Uchiha Obito had been thoroughly brainwashed—he was deeply deluded.
Uchiha Dali shook his head again, this time with helpless resignation. "Fine. For Minato's sake, I'll tell you a few truths."
"Truths?"
Obito's eyes flickered slightly in surprise as he looked over.
But he didn't actually believe Uchiha Dali could offer any real truths. That curious expression on his face was simply to see what kind of nonsense the other would spout.
In his heart, he had already deemed Uchiha Dali an enemy bent on sabotaging his plans.
"The ones continuing your so-called grand ideal in your place… must be Black Zetsu and White Zetsu, right?"
Dali spoke with a half-smile, half-sneer.
Obito's face instantly changed at those words. Beneath the mask, his eyes revealed a flash of shock.
He clearly didn't understand how Dali knew those two names.
And worse—he had gotten it exactly right.
If Obito were to be killed, the ones who would take over and complete Uchiha Madara's plan were indeed Black Zetsu and White Zetsu.
One of them was a creation Madara had forged by fusing cells from the First Hokage with the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path.
The other was a manifestation of Madara's will.
These two were among the very few, besides Obito himself, who knew the true nature of Madara's plan.
So if Obito really were taken out by Uchiha Dali, there was no doubt they could continue the mission—though the difficulty would increase.
"How do you know all this?"
Obito couldn't hold back his question, eyes locked tightly onto Uchiha Dali.
"That's not important. What matters is—I was right, wasn't I?"
Dali's expression was unfathomably deep, which irritated Obito to no end.
"What else do you know?"
"More than you think."
"Like what?"
Though Obito was angry at Dali's constant sabotage of his plans, his curiosity got the better of him.
"Madara entrusted that plan to you, Obito, and that was a mistake. You weren't the right person for it."
"Of course, the plan itself was never going to succeed anyway."
"You even know what that plan is?!"
Obito's pupils shrank again, eyes now filled with killing intent—and even deeper shock.
But Dali seemed utterly unbothered by the overreaction.
He simply spread his hands and continued calmly, "The Eye of the Moon Plan—how could I not know?"
"You want to create a world where Rin exists. A world of eternal peace. But your method is to use the Tailed Beasts to cast Infinite Tsukuyomi and plunge the entire world into a massive genjutsu."
"A so-called peaceful world… do you really think that solves the real problems of reality? It's nothing more than self-hypnosis born from escapism."
Dali didn't just correctly identify the true plan—he also ruthlessly shattered Obito's cherished illusion.
Truthfully, Obito had questioned it too, the very first time he'd heard Madara mention the plan.
But his yearning for Rin was too great.
His longing for a truly peaceful world where people could genuinely live happy lives together was too deep.
So, even knowing it was just a giant illusion—a beautiful dream imposed on everyone across the globe—he still chose to take part without hesitation.
No one had ever pointed out the flaws in the plan to him before.
Madara certainly hadn't.
White Zetsu and Black Zetsu wouldn't dare.
But now that Dali had said it out loud, Obito's eyes darkened slightly. And deep within that darkness, a flicker of obsession remained.
He shook his head and muttered like a madman, "Who the hell are you?"
"There's no way you should know all this!!"
"Did Madara ever tell you where he got the inspiration for the plan?"
Dali looked at him with that same faint smile and asked another pointed question.
Obito froze for a moment—this one, he actually knew. He quickly recovered from the confusion.
He remembered what Madara had told him: Infinite Tsukuyomi had been deciphered from the tablet hidden in the Uchiha clan's Naka Shrine.
That was how he had come up with the Eye of the Moon Plan—using the moon to cast Infinite Tsukuyomi and trap all living beings in a genjutsu controlled by the Sharingan.
In that way, the ninja world would never see war again.
"So… you learned all this from the Uchiha Shrine?"
Naturally, Obito made the connection.
That explanation seemed to be the only one that made sense—how else could Dali possibly know all this?
There was no way Dali had any ties to Madara.
Someone like him had never even met Madara.
And while Madara had still been alive, he'd never once mentioned Uchiha Dali to Obito.
So Obito felt he had finally found the answer.
Dali simply maintained that faint smile, neither confirming nor denying.
"What I asked was—do you know how Madara learned about all that?"
"He told me he saw it written on the stone tablet in the Uchiha clan's shrine…"
Unconsciously, Obito followed Dali's lead and answered the question as posed.
Because he also wanted to know—what else did Dali know that he himself didn't?
This guy clearly still had secrets hidden up his sleeve.
Why had he said the Eye of the Moon Plan couldn't be achieved?
"Then let me ask you this: who left the information on that stone tablet?"
Dali asked again.
"I don't know."
"Supposedly some ancestor of the Uchiha clan."
"Oh? Is that so?"
There was a faintly sarcastic, even mocking edge to Dali's tone, which made Obito pause. "What, it wasn't?"
"Has anyone ever seen which ancestor of the Uchiha clan wrote that tablet?"
"…That's the kind of question that doesn't have an answer."
Obito scoffed and tilted his head slightly to the side.
It was obvious he didn't want to face the question—clearly, doubts had already begun to form in his heart.
He'd caught Dali's implication: the tablet in the Uchiha Shrine might be a forgery.
Dali was guiding him to think along those lines. But even if that were true… how would one prove it?
That was the real problem.
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