Impure World Reincarnation

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The Land of Rain!

The constant rain made this place seem perpetually sorrowful.

On a tall building.

A man and a woman stood on the rooftop, watching the rain.

Both wore black cloaks adorned with red clouds.

The man had orange hair.

His aloof face was marked with variously sized black piercings.

His eyes were Rinnegan, ringed with concentric circles.

He wore a forehead protector from the Village Hidden by Rain, but it had a slash across it.

He exuded an air of cold detachment.

Pain.

Deva Path!

Beside Deva Path Pain stood a woman.

She had short purple hair.

She wore a purple paper flower in her hair.

Her eyes were indifferent.

She, too, carried an air of coldness.

This was Konan, the goddess of the Akatsuki.

Deva Path Pain stood on the rooftop, his Rinnegan eyes observing the endless rain, a strange light flickering in their depths.

"An intruder is coming!"

Deva Path Pain said in a low voice, his tone calm and unhurried.

"An acquaintance?"

Konan asked softly, her face equally composed. With their current strength, they had no reason to fear anyone.

"Unfamiliar chakra!"

Deva Path Pain shook his head and added, "This person's chakra is very strong, not easy to deal with!"

"What do you plan to do?"

Konan asked leisurely.

She looked at Deva Path Pain's silhouette.

Her expressionless face exuded trust.

The person beside her.

Was the god of this ninja world!

Capable of handling any trouble that came their way!

"I will stop the rain first!"

"Konan."

"You go see who it is."

"Focus on delaying them."

"I will arrive shortly!"

Deva Path Pain raised his hands, palms facing the sky, as chakra emanated from his palms.

The next moment.

The falling rain gradually thinned.

Then it slowly stopped.

For a moment.

The Land of Rain was rainless.

But the clouds still obscured the sky; only the rain had ceased.

"Understood!"

Konan gave Deva Path Pain a deep look.

Her face became much more serious.

It seemed this enemy would be difficult to deal with!

Konan knew why delay was needed; Pain usually appeared only in the form of Deva Path Pain, while the other five Pains remained in a resting state.

This greatly conserved Nagato's chakra!

Now...

It looked like all six Pains would be needed!

Swish, swish, swish...

Konan's body transformed into paper.

The paper fluttered in the air.

Each sheet folded and reshaped, becoming paper butterflies.

Then.

The paper butterflies flapped their wings and flew out.

...

Not far from the Land of Rain, on the river.

Hashirama walked on the river, his nearly perfect chakra control allowing him to tread on the water without creating any ripples.

Step by step.

Hashirama moved at his own steady pace towards the Land of Rain.

There was no need to rush.

Hashirama's S-rank task was to defeat the entire Akatsuki. Even if he hurried over, the Akatsuki members might not all be there yet.

Swish, swish...

At that moment.

The continuous rain suddenly turned into a light drizzle, then stopped altogether.

The rain stopped.

"Hmm?"

Pingping the Monster looked up at the gloomy sky, a question mark forming in its mind.

It had just come out with its umbrella.

Why had the rain stopped?

"It seems they've already noticed me."

Hashirama's lips curled into a slight smile. He had to admit, Nagato's reaction speed was impressive.

He continued forward.

About half an hour later.

Hashirama crossed the lake and arrived on the ground of the Land of Rain.

Even though the rain had stopped, the buildings around were still wet, and people wearing straw raincoats and conical hats occasionally passed by.

Dim, warm lights shone through the windows of the buildings, illuminating the otherwise gloomy world of the Land of Rain.

The Land of Rain wasn't large.

However...

Its geographical location was excellent!

It lay right between the Land of Fire, the Land of Wind, and the Land of Earth.

In modern times, this would make it a transportation hub, but during wartime, it was a strategic battleground.

Because of this.

The Land of Rain was always a major casualty in the ninja world wars.

"Actually."

"Pain's existence is useful!"

"He's maintained peace here!"

Hashirama surveyed the buildings of the Land of Rain, nodding in approval.

The chaos in the ninja world stemmed from the imbalance of power and the swelling ambitions of the great nations.

In his view.

Pain's solution wasn't very effective.

Madara's solution was too extreme.

The original Hashirama's method was nothing short of a pipe dream.

The best solution...

Would be to unify the ninja world into one nation!

Swish, swish, swish...

At that moment.

Accompanied by the sound of fluttering paper, numerous paper butterflies flew towards Hashirama, their wings flapping.

There were so many.

Hashirama watched the approaching paper butterflies calmly; each piece of paper contained chakra.

It wasn't hard to guess who was coming.

Konan from the Akatsuki.

Hashirama didn't expect Konan to be the one leading the charge, but since she was the first female opponent he would face...

He would go easy on her.

Swish, swish, swish...

The paper butterflies disassembled in front of Hashirama, transforming into plain white sheets of paper.

The paper sheets gathered together.

They gradually formed into the shape of a person.

As the final piece of paper settled into place, adding color to the human form.

Hashirama examined the beautiful woman with light blue hair standing before him.

She wore a purple paper flower in her hair.

Her eyes, beneath purple eyeshadow, were orange.

She exuded a cold and elegant aura.

"Who are you?"

"Why have you come to the Land of Rain?"

"What is your purpose here?"

Konan stood before Hashirama, her eyes fixed on him as she asked three consecutive questions.

At that moment.

Konan was a bit surprised. The man before her wore clothing from a bygone era, nothing like the attire of this time.

More like someone from the Warring States period.

At the same time.

Konan's pupils focused on the Leaf Village forehead protector on Hashirama's head, narrowing her eyes slightly.

A Konoha shinobi!

Konan's caution increased immediately.

With Konan's appearance.

The passersby in the Land of Rain stopped and looked at Konan, their eyes filled with admiration and reverence.

"Angel!"

Exclamations of awe spread through the crowd. Konan's image had deeply ingrained itself in the hearts of the people of the Land of Rain as the angel who brought them peace.

(End of Chapter)