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... y halls of the Akatsuki’s hidden base, the conference room was shrouded in silence.
Rain tapped softly against the windows, like nature itself was too afraid to speak.
Three figures sat in near-perfect stillness, dressed in the iconic black cloaks adorned with crimson clouds.
Pain, Konan, and Zetsu — the current core of the Akatsuki — waited. They could tell something was off.
The quiet wasn’t from peace. It was anticipation. And confusion.
A moment later, ...
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