That would be nothing more than a futile search for death, sacrificing my life for an impossible battle. I had no intention of dying foolishly for the sake of some meaningless honor that was worth absolutely nothing.
Besides, I did not truly have any blood ties or moral obligations to this world. I was merely a stranger who had been thrown into a place I had never known before.
Indeed, I was deeply grateful to the villagers who had been the first people I encountered after arriving here. They had given me a place to stay for free and treated me with genuine kindness.
They had taken care of me when I did not even understand what was happening to me. The memory of the warm porridge they had given me was still deeply embedded within my subconscious.
However, that profound gratitude did not mean I had to risk my precious life. I would not sacrifice myself for an entire world that had never been my world in the first place.
There was nothing I could do except run away and find a safe place to hide, somewhere beyond their reach.
I had to disappear as quickly as possible before it was too late and I was dragged into the vortex of destruction.
Perhaps those members of the Otsutsuki Clan would leave after failing to find a greater source of Chakra here. There was still a faint hope that they were only searching for prey possessing immense power.
They might simply ignore this place if they concluded that there was no energy here worth harvesting.
That logic tried to calm my soul, giving me a little room to breathe amid the overwhelming panic.
However, in the corner of my heart, I also knew there was another possibility, one far more terrifying and enough to make me shudder.
It was the worst-case scenario, something I desperately did not want to think about, yet it was still entirely possible at any moment.
The possibility that they might remain on this planet simply to satisfy their greed.
Furthermore, if they decided that this planet possessed resources worth taking, they might make a fatal decision.
They might decide to absorb every living thing on it, leaving not a single living creature behind.
They would plant a God Tree and turn the entire planet into a barren, lifeless wasteland.
But right now, I truly did not have the time to think about the fate of this world or the people living within it. It was selfish, yes, but my own survival was far more important than anything else at this moment.
The most important thing right now was saving myself from the deadly threat lurking nearby.
The future of this world could be left to those who chose to fight until the very end.
Whether I liked it or not, my body instantly became extremely tense amid the overwhelming panic. My heart pounded violently, pumping cold blood through every trembling nerve in my body.
I immediately gathered the last remnants of strength still remaining within my Chakra flow. Holding back my suffocating breath, I tried to activate the power of the Mangekyo Sharingan in my left eye.
"Kagaseo!"
In an instant, the intricate pattern of the Mangekyo Sharingan began spinning rapidly within my left eye, triggering a sharp, burning pulse of pain.
The pain was so piercing that it felt as though a heated needle had been driven directly into my eye socket.
I felt the space surrounding my body begin to distort and twist unnaturally, as though the reality around me were being forcibly bent and folded by a tremendous vortex of visual power.
My vision became extremely blurry and hazy, filled with vague black shadows. At the same time, a strange sensation, as though my body were being forcibly dragged toward some distant place, began spreading aggressively across my entire skin.
I gasped helplessly, feeling as though the very particles of my existence were being unraveled and pulled into the cracks of a forbidden dimension.
Every fragment of my existence felt as though it were being thrown into a void that had never been touched by humanity. The source of this chapter is g.com.
In an instant, I felt myself being transported to some strange and confusing place.
I found myself stranded inside an unfamiliar, seemingly endless white room, with not a single sign of life anywhere.
However, the existence of that empty, silent space only lasted for a brief moment in my consciousness. Before I could even process what had happened, everything suddenly began spinning violently again, throwing me back into a vortex.
A few seconds later, an intense pain suddenly struck my head with brutal force.
I groaned softly as I endured the overwhelming dizziness, while countless dazzling flashes of light appeared and flickered all around me.
Those flashes pierced through my already-exhausted retinas, which desperately begged for some peace.
I could barely even open my eyes to see my surroundings because of the unbearable stinging pain.
Glowing neon-colored lights now filled my entire field of vision, which was becoming increasingly narrow.
The strange patterns spun so rapidly that I could no longer distinguish between up and down.
My body felt incredibly heavy, as though it were being crushed beneath a massive boulder dropped from the sky.
Meanwhile, the last remnants of my energy seemed to have been completely drained, leaving my body utterly paralyzed.
All of that precious stamina had vanished into thin air within a fraction of a second. That was the heavy price of using the Kagaseo technique, which demanded absolute chakra stability.
Then, those strange flashes of light gradually disappeared and faded from my vision.
Their departure left behind an eerie and chilling silence around me, causing my entire body to shudder.
The last thing I could see with my steadily fading consciousness was a vast stretch of sky.
The enormous sky spread brightly above me, contrasting sharply with the physical suffering I was experiencing.
"Eh?" I muttered softly, confusion caught in my throat as I tried to comprehend the strange situation.
My lips felt extremely numb and dry, making it difficult even to raise my voice and call for help.
I had not even had time to understand what was actually happening to my body when the situation suddenly became even worse as my body began to fall freely, confirming that I was extremely high in the sky.
My body continued falling straight toward the surface of the earth, accelerating with every passing second.
Earth's gravity pulled me down mercilessly, turning this frail body into nothing more than a human bullet.
The strong wind violently slammed against my face, making it difficult for me to breathe normally.
Meanwhile, the ninja clothes I was wearing flapped wildly under the immense pressure of the air surrounding me.
Even though I knew with absolute certainty about the horrifying consequence that would soon follow.
If I fell from an extreme height like this, my body would most likely be shattered upon impact with the ground.
I realized that I was going to die horribly when I struck the hard surface of the earth.
Yet, ironically, I was completely incapable of doing anything to stop or even slow my fall.
Forget performing a maneuver to save myself; even moving the tip of a finger felt impossible.
The Kagaseo technique I had activated earlier had truly consumed almost all of my remaining energy.
This situation left me with no choice but to helplessly watch as the ground below drew closer and closer.
However, just when I thought everything would end with a tragic death in this unfamiliar place, something suddenly moved within the corners of my fading vision.
A streak of shadow shot rapidly upward from below, cutting through the roaring wind surrounding me.
The figure moved straight ahead without hesitation, heading directly toward my helpless body as it continued its free fall.
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