"... I was on my way back, and I stopped for some tea at a small cafe. There was a man there, cousin Obito... alive. We... talked for a little while. I didn't know it all those years ago, but he was the masked man I made a deal with that night... the one calling himself Madara. But this man, though, was from a different world. A world where... I found a way to stop the massacre from happening, where I... well..."

His voice trailed off. He really didn't want to think about that right now. It was enough of a wound. It didn't need any more salt rubbed into it.

"I... I left... We almost fought. Sasuke found me right after that... She... demanded answers. So I gave them. The mangekyo... I showed her everything I had the strength to show her..."

He glanced away.

"But I was really just... trying to convince myself... that's all. That... that night... that I really did do everything I could have done... But... but maybe, I didn't..."