All you could say was that the current situation was just so very Obito.
People always said Obito and Naruto were alike, and somehow, after going through completely different life experiences, both of them still managed to convince themselves the real world was just an illusion.
Of course, Obito had been through slightly more bullshit on his end.
Plus, since he was an Uchiha, he was at least a little sharper than Naruto and clocked the problem earlier.
That part was totally fine.
But the other part was classic Obito through and through.
Why was it that one second, he was literally thinking, 'Even if Rin and Grandma really appear, they're still fakes. The versions of them in the real world are totally false. Only the ones inside the Infinite Tsukuyomi are the real deal!'
And then, in the very next second, he was panicking, 'No—Grandma!'
Why did this happen?
To explain that crap, you had to bring up one of the legendary "fantasy forms" of the shinobi world: 'Strong-Willed' Obito.
What exactly was a legendary fantasy form?
It referred to something the actual, original shinobi world didn't have.
It was what happened when a character's fatal weakness got completely patched out.
Once that flaw was erased, they essentially had no weaknesses left, evolving into a legendary, mythical version of themselves.
Classic examples included "Healthy Itachi," "Jiraiya With Intel," and the brilliant ideas Makoto had pitched to the Akatsuki earlier: "Hidan Squatting in a Toilet" and "Konan Flooding the Market With Toilet Paper."
They all perfectly fit into this category.
Those last two worked flawlessly because one hard-patched Hidan's room-temperature IQ, while the other dragged Konan's moral standards through the mud, giving both of them terrifying power buffs.
And Obito?
During the Shinobi World War, he had lectured Naruto, trying so desperately to prove he was in the right.
When talking to Kakashi, he even claimed that the dead Rin was a fake, flat-out denying the Rin who had actually existed in the shinobi world.
That also perfectly explained why he never just used Rinne Tensei to revive her ass.
At the same time, he claimed Rin was merely a trigger—the catalyst that forced him to see the true darkness of the shinobi world and convinced him the Infinite Tsukuyomi was absolutely necessary.
It sounded beautiful.
He had practically transcended base human desires.
He was no longer the manga's death-obsessed, simp version of Thanos.
Instead, he evolved into the movie version of Thanos, fighting for the literal balance of the universe, totally willing to sacrifice even his beloved daughter for the greater good.
And yet, what actually happened in the end?
When his sheer willpower was about to get ripped to shreds by the Ten-Tails, it was Rin who popped up and helped him steady himself.
Didn't he just say Rin was only the trigger, and that the true core of his grand master plan was peace for the shinobi world?
Later on, after getting blasted by Naruto's Talk no Jutsu, the guy kept flashing back to Rin every five damn seconds!
He wanted to make Naruto wallow in absolute despair and powerlessness.
He wanted to force the kid to recognize the harsh reality of the shinobi world.
Yet he didn't kill Hinata, he didn't kill Sakura—though to be fair, she might not have died from a single Wood Release stake anyway—and he sure as hell didn't kill Sasuke.
Instead, for some completely bizarre reason, he killed Neji.
What the hell was that supposed to mean?
In Obito's eyes, was Neji actually Naruto's version of Rin?
People always joked that rotten eyes saw intense bonds everywhere, but could a rotten mask see them everywhere too?
That was exactly like Uchiha Madara trying to drag Obito into the darkness, only for Obito to rush frantically to the battlefield, entirely ready to collapse in despair... only to find Kakashi piercing Might Guy's heart with a Chidori instead of Rin's.
At the end of the day, it was all because Obito genuinely thought Naruto was just like him.
Subconsciously, he didn't want Naruto's "Rin" to die too, because he desperately wanted to compensate for the crushing regret in his own heart.
Even the legendary Sword of Nunoboko, which literally represented sheer willpower, snapped like a cheap twig the second it got tested.
So even though Obito seemed like a rare exception among the Uchiha clan—a hot-blooded idiot, an actual heterosexual—in reality, he still carried the trademark Uchiha traits.
Namely, you couldn't trust a single word that came out of their mouths.
Half the things they spouted had absolutely no reference value.
So every bit of that tough-guy speech he fed White Zetsu earlier about not caring was total bullshit.
Of course, before the masked man got completely defeated by Talk no Jutsu, he was never going to admit that.
He had to pull another excuse out of his ass.
'The Infinite Tsukuyomi is just a dream. What you stress about during the day pops up in your dreams at night. If I launch the Infinite Tsukuyomi while my thoughts are this messy, massive bugs might glitch out the dream...'
The masked man successfully fabricated an excuse for himself.
He totally wasn't going to save his grandmother because he actually cared about her.
He was purely doing it to keep the mental image of his grandmother from getting corrupted, which might totally wreck her character setting and storyline inside the Infinite Tsukuyomi.
Then came the glaring problem.
How the hell was he supposed to get there?
His current hideout was a ridiculous distance away from Konoha.
He had no clue when Kakashi might fire up Kamui again and pull something out.
What if it happened a minute from now? By the time he hauled ass over there on foot, the situation would already be dead and buried.
In that case, he only had one option.
"White Zetsu, help me with something."
The masked man glanced at White Zetsu, who had happily trotted along right behind him.
"Huh? What kind of help? No matter what it is, I'll definitely help you out, Obito~"
"Let's combine again. Just like we did back then."
"Huh? Obito, I didn't expect you to actually remember that... I-I'm so incredibly touched~"
As White Zetsu swooned, he split his body open and eagerly wrapped himself right around the masked man.
The Swirly Face perfectly layered over the masked man's own mask.
"We're missing one more thing."
The masked man tapped his new cheek, marched outside, and casually snatched a shard of glass off the dirt.
Then, he activated Kamui.
The masked man, completely swaddled in White Zetsu, warped straight into the surging Kamui dimension.
The exact millisecond he crossed over, he frantically jammed the glass shard over the only opening left in Swirly Face—the eyehole.
"White Zetsu, hurry up! Seal it in place!"
Following the frantic order, White Zetsu shifted Swirly Face just enough to grip the edges of the shard, sealing it tight like a makeshift scuba lens.
Finally, the masked man's entire body was completely waterproofed.
Splash!
The masked man plunged headfirst into the vast, sloshing ocean of sewage.
That's right.
His genius master plan was to physically park himself inside the Kamui dimension and use Kakashi's own eye as a direct transfer station, letting him warp straight into Konoha on demand.
No matter when Kakashi opened the portal, he would be primed to pop out instantly.
The only glaring problem was that until Kakashi actually fired up Kamui, he was stuck treading water in this hellhole.
He had truly become a mad little maggot thrashing around in a sea of filth.
"Obito, I love you so freaking much! I never thought you'd actually bring me along for something this insanely fun. You're way too good to me!"
At this point, the masked man had completely surrendered control of his motor functions.
Thrashing around in these surging waves didn't require his personal input anyway, so he just shut his eyes and rested, sparing himself the trauma of looking at any more hyper-realistic details floating past his single glass lens.
As for White Zetsu?
The plant happily piloted the masked man's body, cheerfully doing the butterfly stroke through the raw sewage while showering him with endless gratitude.
To be completely fair, White Zetsu enjoying raw waste was actually totally reasonable.
After all, White Zetsu was essentially a giant walking plant.
To guys like him, sewage was just incredibly rich nutrition and absolutely top-tier fertilizer.
...
And so, an unknown amount of time ticked by.
The glass lens had already been stained a sickening, opaque yellow, making it physically impossible to see anything outside.
Of course, even if he could see clearly, it sure as hell wouldn't have helped his mental state.
Finally, the masked man sensed a spatial distortion from the Kamui dimension opening up!
He instantly seized control of his body. Stacking his own power with White Zetsu's physical amplification, he kicked his legs and launched himself toward the exit like a goddamn torpedo.
...
Meanwhile, in Konoha.
Kakashi was chilling at the training ground, actively practicing his Kamui micro-skills.
He had just warped an empty soda can into the dimension and was gearing up to yank it back out when he suddenly realized something was terribly wrong.
A surging, putrid wave violently burst straight out of his eye.
And riding that unholy wave, surfing right on top of the spray, was a completely yellow humanoid creature!