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... p> A masked man stepped out of the distortion, his black cloak patterned with red clouds fluttering as the air settled. His mood was foul, to put it lightly.
This operation had never been meant as a decisive strike. It was a test. A trial run for a lesser version of Infinite Tsukuyomi, something closer to a limited projection of its power. If it needed a name, it would be a "restricted Tsukuyomi."
Originally, failure wouldn’t have bothered him.
After all, Konoha housed th ...
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