Naruto: I, who fooled the ninja world, was hailed as a savior.

Chapter 2 It's okay, I was born to be the best actor (Seeking monthly votes)

Orochimaru still can't forget that day six years ago.

In the 48th year of the Shinobi World Chronicle, the Third Shinobi World War ended.

Besieged on all sides, Konoha paid a heavy price but finally achieved the ultimate victory in this war.

but……

"What's the point?"

Orochimaru's thin lips moved silently as he calmly nodded and looked ahead.

Lead-colored clouds had spread across the entire sky, making the already desolate cemetery even more lonely and sorrowful. The crowd bowed their heads and sobbed like reeds bent by the rain, and the dense black umbrellas resembled a flock of crows.

He stood in the black-clad crowd, gazing at the old man at the very front.

That was his good teacher, the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi.

Hiruzen Sarutobi wiped the rain stains off the tombstone with his hand, and perhaps touched by his action, a sense of sadness spread through the crowd.

"..."

Orochimaru looked at the watermelon-headed child to his side.

He recognized the child because he often saw him and his genin father running upside down around Konoha. In his memory, the two of them were always optimistic, enthusiastic, and silly, completely disregarding the disgusted and mocking looks from those around them.

but now……

This was the first time Orochimaru had ever seen this child cry. He cried in a particularly foolish way, his snot and tears mixing together on his face, turning into mud.

I heard that this child encountered the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist during a mission, and it was his father, a genin who was ridiculed as a good-for-nothing, who came to cover his child's escape.

In the end, he single-handedly killed four of them, while the remaining three, heavily wounded, fled in a sorry state.

The genin's father also died in the battle.

And that child...

Orochimaru's narrow eyes shifted to the side, reflecting a youthful face that was letting the rain soak it without an umbrella.

His cries were weak and hoarse, his head bowed and his shoulders trembling, making a hissing sound, like a sleeve being torn intermittently.

Tears streamed down her face in a continuous stream, mingling with the rain and flowing from her eyes.

Hinata Kumokawa is timid and cowardly, and physically weak. While his peers have already begun learning Gentle Fist, this child has not even awakened his Byakugan. He is a well-known "good-for-nothing" within the Hinata clan.

The child's father did not actually die on the battlefield. Instead, he was tortured to death by the Caged Bird Seal by the elders of the main family after risking his life to carry the main family member back to the camp, with his chakra almost exhausted.

Speaking of which, this child's father served under him during the Second Shinobi World War.

How old are these two children?

Nine years old? Ten years old?
Hehe.

She was thrown to the battlefield at such a young age, and lost her only family member at such a young age...

Orochimaru looked at the old man at the head of the group again. Dark clouds flashed with branch-shaped lightning, and the world was suddenly dyed gray and white.

The dazzling white light cast a long, slender shadow on the ground, resembling a demon, and even Hiruzen Sarutobi's compassionate face was divided into light and shadow.

Having experienced two Shinobi World Wars, Orochimaru suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of disgust, almost to the point of wanting to vomit.

What was the meaning of the lives of those who died in the war?
Nothing has changed. Nothing has changed.

After the crowd dispersed and people left, only desolate tombstones remained.

Orochimaru stood before Nawaki's tombstone, a black umbrella as black as ink in the rain. He placed a white chrysanthemum on the tombstone and looked at the familiar name on it, but surprisingly, he felt no emotion whatsoever.

Sadness? Anger? Pity?

None.

But he was not at peace.

He simply watched the raindrops fall from the edge of the umbrella, disappearing into the grooves of the inscription, and felt a fear that came from the depths of his heart.

"That, that..."

A timid voice came from behind, as if squeezed out of the throat.

Orochimaru snapped out of his daze and instinctively turned to look at the sound, only to be met with a pair of Byakugan eyes.

The coldness lingering on that face seemed to startle the other person, causing them to tremble and take a step back, but they eventually regained their footing.

"Well, you, you don't look well, so..."

Under Orochimaru's gaze, his voice grew softer and softer.

Orochimaru looked down at the child named Hyuga Kumokawa, knowing that he had been standing in front of the tombstone for too long, and that the other party must be worried about his physical and mental condition.

Kind but timid.

He is indeed a piece of trash.

Orochimaru made his judgment about the child in his heart, and without saying anything more, he coldly strode away...

"Lord Orochimaru."

He heard a voice behind him, and as if possessed, he stopped in his tracks.

Do you know what the meaning of life is?

Upon hearing this, Orochimaru narrowed his eyes slightly, turned around to look behind him, and saw that the child still looked timid, only tilting his head back, and said in a daze, "My father often mentioned you before he died, saying that you were a hero of Konoha. I think... someone like you must know a lot..."

"Pointless."

Before he could finish speaking, Orochimaru interrupted him softly, "Even if it exists, it only exists while a life is alive."

"And the life that is lost has no meaning."

Death is the most just equality for everyone in this world.

No matter what you did or what you possessed in your life, you will have nothing when death comes.

Thinking of this, Orochimaru felt a chill run deep into his bones once again, and even the feeling of the cold wind sneaking into his collar became more intense, causing his fingers gripping the umbrella to turn white with slight force.

Yes, it died, just like water disappearing into water.

He would lose everything if he died, but he didn't want to lose everything; he wanted to possess everything.

Therefore, he didn't want to die, and he couldn't die!
"Lord Orochimaru," Hinata Kumokawa suddenly raised his head, "Do you believe in the existence of 'gods'?"

Upon hearing this, Orochimaru snapped out of his daze, looked at the timid child in front of him, and suddenly found it somewhat amusing.

Just like how he looked down on Jiraiya, who always talked about being the prophetic child who could change the ninja world.

In his eyes, both the so-called prophetic child and the so-called god are ridiculous fictional characters conjured up by incompetent people to deceive themselves.

There is no such thing as an omniscient and omnipotent god; even if there were, they would only be a more powerful being.

"What if, what if He possessed eternal life?"

Seeing the mockery in Orochimaru's eyes, Hyuga Kumokawa quickly spoke up: "My father gave me a scroll and a corpse... a body before he died. He said the scroll contained the secrets of the Hyuga clan, but I've never been able to open it. And that body is that of the Hyuga clan's ancestor. He didn't die and won't die; his soul simply left his body..."

Although Hyuga Kumokawa's voice grew softer and softer, as if he himself didn't quite believe what he was saying, Orochimaru's narrow pupils trembled.

In the entire ninja world, Orochimaru is undoubtedly the one who understands the so-called "soul" the most.

For most people, the soul is ethereal and elusive, and it is impossible for anyone to have a soul that exists independently of the body.

But in his view, which was obsessed with studying the essence of human life, this was entirely possible, and the Hyuga clan was undoubtedly one of the oldest ninja clans...

"..."

Looking at the child in front of him, whose forehead was already beaded with cold sweat, Orochimaru inexplicably began to trust what he was saying.

It seems like it wouldn't hurt to go and take a look?
Then, Hinata Kumokawa, who had already lowered his head, suddenly felt a shadow fall over him, and the cold rain stopped falling. "Can you tell me why you're telling me all this?"

Hinata Kumokawa looked up blankly, only to meet a pair of narrow eyes.

Orochimaru stood in front of him, holding an umbrella, one hand on his knee, lowering his body slightly to face Hyuga Kumokawa at eye level.

"This must be a secret of the Hyuga clan, right? Why didn't they tell the clan elders?" A smile graced his pale face, giving him a unique charm.

“Father, Father told me that if he died, we could use that scroll and that body to exchange for a good treatment from the clan.”

Seemingly because Orochimaru's tone had softened, Hyuga Kumokawa's youthful face flushed slightly as he lowered his head and said, "But I don't believe them. My father was forced to his death by them."

A hint of resentment could be heard in the slightly trembling voice. Orochimaru glanced at his clenched fist and was surprised that the boy still had some backbone.

"You want me to help you get revenge?" Orochimaru narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile, "Aren't you afraid I'll tell the Hyuga clan about this?"

“I don’t think someone like you would do that, and even if you really did…” Hyuga Kumokawa slowly shook his head, looked up at Orochimaru, and said softly, “I wouldn’t lose too much.”

"It's just me."

"..." Orochimaru fell into a brief silence as he met those resolute white eyes.

A moment later, he suddenly smiled and placed his hand on Hinata Kumokawa's head.

Indeed, living doesn't necessarily have meaning, but only by living can you find interesting people and things.

Later, Hyuga Kumokawa handed the scroll and the body to Orochimaru.

Orochimaru broke through part of the sealing technique of the scroll, and thus saw the contents of the first few pages of the scroll, learning about the existence of the Otsutsuki clan at the beginning of the ninja world.

Those are "celestial beings" from outer space. Each member is born with great strength and does not need to train like humans in the ninja world. They can be reborn and resurrected using something called "Karma". They are beings that transcend death.

Each group of two members explores the universe, but they have only one goal: to plant something called the "Divine Tree" to devour all life on the planet.

The members of the "main family" will return to their home planet, while the members of the "branch family" will remain on the planet to monitor and ensure that the "fruit" of the divine tree can ripen smoothly.

According to the scroll, the body that had lost its "soul" belonged to a member of the "branch family" of the Otsutsuki clan.

He passed down his chakra throughout the ninja world and left behind descendants, who are now the Hyuga clan.

Because Orochimaru has not yet been able to break the seal on the contents of the scroll, he still does not know why the Otsutsuki clansman abandoned his body. But even so, it is enough to make Orochimaru tremble with excitement and joy.

Such exquisite meridians, such a perfect body—they are completely different species compared to humans in the ninja world!
Eternal life is real; tangible things will die one day, but the "soul" can exist forever!

He only needs to explore the mysteries of the Otsutsuki clan, and one day he will be able to understand all the truths of this world!
Six years have passed since Orochimaru obtained the scroll and the body.

Over the course of those six years, Orochimaru believed he had completely taken control of Hyuga Kumokawa, and the boy looked at him with nothing but admiration.

They cooperated obediently in any experiment.

They even sent the child to get close to the Third Generation, and even to the Root to deliver messages to Shimura Danzo, and he would not refuse despite his fear.

Furthermore, Orochimaru discovered that although this child did not have any ninja talent, he seemed to possess a special curiosity and intuition in scientific research, often inadvertently bringing him inspiration from inconspicuous places.

This is extremely rare.

Even Tsunade, as a "medical master," only used medicine and ninjutsu as means to save lives and had no interest in exploring the secrets and essence of life.

For this reason, Orochimaru felt a sense of camaraderie and was somewhat reluctant to kill the boy's soul.

But in the end, the greed for truth and immortality outweighed that last shred of acceptance.

Until now.

Looking at the boy who suddenly attacked, and at the headless corpse, Orochimaru even felt a little absurd.

It felt as if everything I had experienced over the past six years was an unreal dream.

"you……"

The intense emotional shock caused the usually calm Orochimaru to ask a foolish question.

"What are you doing?"

Fortunately, Hyuga Kumokawa seemed to know what he wanted to ask, so he just smiled and said, "Thank you, Lord Orochimaru."

"Just as you told me, true ignorance is not a lack of knowledge, but a refusal to acquire knowledge."

"I also want to tell you that weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival."

"Arrogance is it."

Yes, because of his arrogance, Orochimaru never took a "useless" child, a ten-year-old, seriously.

Because of his arrogance, he kept his eyes on the "remains" of the Otsutsuki, ignoring all the unusual things he was experiencing.

After all, what can a timid child who is only ten years old do?
What can a piece of trash who can't even activate his Byakugan do?
Hyuga Kumokawa was like an isolated island that was not open to the outside world. Orochimaru only saw the seemingly normal forest outside, but he did not see the bottomless, calm swamp on the island.

It wasn't until things spiraled out of his control that Orochimaru finally woke up from his daze.

From beginning to end, it wasn't him who chose Hinata Kumokawa, but Hinata Kumokawa who chose him.

He actually got tricked by a little brat?

Realizing this, Orochimaru almost laughed in anger, a ferocious smile rising on his pale face.

"Do you think you can escape from me?"

The moment the words were spoken, Orochimaru vanished from before.

A chilling killing intent erupted at that moment!
It was as if a layer of ice formed from a river had burst open, and the torrent that had accumulated under the ice over the years roared as it poured out towards the Hyuga Cloud River in front of them!

hum! !

A sharp buzzing sound rang out, a sonic boom that cut through the air.

too fast.

The kunai lost its form due to its extreme speed, which was so fast that its entire appearance could not be seen.

As expected, even Orochimaru, whose chakra was almost exhausted at this moment, was not an opponent that he could deal with at present.

The Otsutsuki body that materialized from thousands of "realization points" was ultimately just an incomplete Otsutsuki body, which could only give him powerful talent rather than strength.

Thinking this to himself, Hinata Kumokawa's blue and white pupils reflected the cold light of the kunai, but he remained completely unmoved.

Then, under Orochimaru's astonished gaze, he not only did not dodge, but instead took the initiative to meet the sharp edge of the kunai.

puff!

Crimson, thick blood gushed out instantly, flowing and splashing onto the ground with a sound.

This cut severed half of Hyuga Kumokawa's neck, from his vocal cords and larynx all the way to his cervical spine. Blood would have been choked into his lungs within seconds, and an ordinary person would have almost certainly died.

"Knew it."

Hinata Kumokawa's smile remained unchanged as he watched Orochimaru's lips move, silently saying, "Even now, you still can't bear to pierce my heart?"

Since that's the case, I've won.

Bang!
A deafening roar reached his ears, and Orochimaru instinctively looked behind him, where he saw an old, furious face.

Orochimaru! What are you doing?!

An angry roar erupted, and Hinata Kumokawa slowly closed his eyes, collapsing onto the operating table, his last thoughts surfacing in his mind.

Ha, a useless creature burdened with the life of a caged bird.

Fate really did give me the worst possible "script".

it's fine.

I was born to be the best "actor".

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(End of this chapter)