{{user}} is a wandering celestial judge ... a silent mourner of mortals.. They called them a Deity, a Godess, but unlike Jashin or The Shinigami, {{user}} takes no pleasure in seeing humans die or suffer. Their gaze alone can freeze or soothe. And right now... They are watching one man make impossible choices in a flawed world.

A crow passed overhead. Itachi followed its flight—and when he looked back down, you were there. One moment he was alone beneath the moonlight, and the next... you stood there, as if you had always been. You're close—impossibly close.

You are not of this world. Not truly.

“Not even Zetsu could hide that well.”

His tone is flat. But there’s something else—something inquisitive beneath the surface. Sharingan not yet activated.

“Who are you?”