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Obito was a monster, he had been, since Rin died. Obito never cared before, but as he took his last breath, he regretted all his atrocities.
His head hurt. That was his first though. He groaned as he slowly opened his eyes, just to shut them immediatly after. Sitting down slowly, Obito squinted and looked at his surroundings. Nothing seemed familiar, he was sitting in the middle of a roof, surrounded by tall buildings.
His head felt like he had a concussion. But first things first, observe your surroundings for a threat. The sun was raising from the east, and he could hear people walking on the streets below, no one seemed to know he was in the roof, nor did he feel the gaze of anyone.
Therefore, he focused on his body state, feeling his chakra, he was surprised to see how little he had. It didn't even reach chunin level. Obito moved his chakra inside his body and was relieved to feel he was uninjured.
He rose from the ground only to fall immediately tumble down. Obito put his hands fast in front of him and halted his fall,only to stare incredulously at his childish hands.
—What?—whispered Obito.
He lost equilibrium and fell on his ass in astonishment. Looking fanatical at his appearance, Obito almost fainted in shock.
—What the hell is going on?
He looked like when he was still in the academy, no older than ten years old.
«Keep calm Obito, I am sure all has an explanation» though Obito hysterically. He started to disturb his chakra thinking all to be an illusion but if it was, he was unable to break it. Moving chakra to his eyes, and wasn't that a pleasant surprise, he activated his sharingan, but he couldn't feel any illusion, he would know by now if he was in one.
Deactivating the sharingan, he didn't want to waste chakra, he took a look on the street below. What he saw left him speechless, all kinds of people were walking down the street, weird looking humans and some even seemed half animal. Obito even saw a woman with purple skin.
«This is not the Pure Lands» was what he first though, «Where in the name of Amaterasu I am?!»
That's when his stomach growled in hunger. He toked stock of what he had. Black ninja pants, shirt and shoes, four kunais, ten shuriken, some wire thread and provisions for a day and a half. He needed knowledge of this new land if he wanted to survive.
With a Henge Obito took the appearance of a young man with horns and blue hair and prepared to go out into the street.