Chapter 3

When I woke up, I found myself tied up in a dark and damp dungeon. My head throbbed, and my stomach grumbled in hunger. I had no idea how long I had been out, but I knew that it had been a while since I last ate anything.

"Ugh, worst start ever," I thought as I was observing the the room.

As I looked around the dimly lit dungeon, my heart sank. The cold, damp walls seemed to close in on me, and the musty smell filled my nostrils. I struggled against the ropes that bound me, but they held tight. Panic started to rise within me, and I desperately needed answers.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" I called out, my voice echoing through the empty chamber. Silence greeted me, and I wondered if anyone would even hear my pleas for help.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps echoed from outside the dungeon. My heart raced as the door creaked open, revealing Obito and Zetsu standing before me. Obito's eyes bore into mine, filled with suspicion and anger.

"Get up! Lady Madara wants to speak with you," Obito demanded.

Lady Madara!?!?! What Naruto world am I in???? Madara is a woman????

I struggled to my feet, the ropes still binding my wrists and ankles. "Lady Madara? Who is she? What does she want with me?" I asked.

Obito sneered at me, his tone dripping with disdain. "You'll find out soon enough. Just consider yourself lucky that you're still alive," he replied coldly.

Zetsu chuckled from behind Obito, his voice echoing through the dungeon. "Oh, don't worry. Lady Madara has a special interest in you. She wants to know why you were spying on us," he taunted.

"I already told you, I wasn't spying! I was just trying to hide!" I protested, anger in my voice.

Obito's eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing through me. "We'll see about that," he said cryptically.

The hallways of the hideout were dimly lit, the walls adorned with ancient symbols and eerie paintings. It felt like a place of darkness and secrets, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I was walking into a trap.

Finally, we reached a grand chamber, where Lady Madara awaited. She was an imposing figure, her presence commanding respect and fear. Her long, flowing grey hair cascaded down her back, and her eyes held a glint of power and wisdom.

"Ah, the little bug has arrived," Lady Madara said, her voice smooth and melodic. "Tell me, why were you lurking in the shadows, observing my precious disciple?"

I took a deep breath, "I swear, I wasn't spying. I was just trying to stay out of harm's way," I pleaded, hoping that my words would reach her.

Lady Madara studied me for a moment, her gaze piercing through my soul. "Very well," she finally said. "If you truly mean no harm, then prove your loyalty to us. Join our cause and help us achieve our goals."

Was she talking about the Akatsuki plan or the Infinite Tsukuyomi?? I don't know what part of the story I'm in.

I took a moment to gather my thoughts before responding to Lady Madara's proposition. "Join your cause? What exactly is your cause?" I asked, my voice filled with curiosity and a hint of skepticism.

Lady Madara's eyes gleamed with a mix of amusement, "Our cause is to bring about a new world order, where peace and harmony reign," she explained. "We seek to rid the world of its suffering and create a utopia for all."

I couldn't help but feel a sense of intrigue at her words. The idea of a world without pain and conflict was enticing, but I knew that will never happen, "But at what cost?" I questioned. "What sacrifices must be made to achieve this so-called utopia?"

Before I could answer Obito chimed in, "Wait Lady Madara! You just going to let this weak useless boy join our plans!?!?!" He shouted angrily as he stared at me.

Lady Madara raised an eyebrow at Obito's outburst, her expression unyielding. "Obito, patience. We must consider all options," she said calmly, her voice carrying a hint of authority.

Obito crossed his arms, his frustration evident. "But Lady Madara, he's just a nobody! How can we trust him?" he argued.

Zetsu, who had been silent until now, spoke up. "Lady Madara, perhaps we should test his loyalty. If he truly wants to join us, he should be willing to prove himself," he suggested, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Lady Madara considered Zetsu's words, her gaze shifting between the three of us. "Very well," she finally said. "If you wish to join us, you must complete a task. I want you to enter Konoha Village."

I took a deep breath, trying to process the gravity of Lady Madara's request. "Enter Konoha Village? But that's one of the most heavily guarded villages in the entire shinobi world," I exclaimed, my voice filled with disbelief.