And I would ask what sort of gods would treat their followers as such.

An unmerciful one. Eventually, the denizens will find a way to overthrow this tyrant force, be it of the gods force or not.

This will only create more needless suffering and pain. Not the sort that teaches lessons, but the sort meant to break spirits.

-The machine comes to life with a crackle, a young girl's voice piping up as she tries to reach the terminal-

What is this thing? Where am I? This...it isn't Amegakure.

Nagatoooo...where are you?

-She whimpers softly then goes quiet, as if trying to be strong-

Nagato...where are you? You promised not to leave...Yahiko...

J-Jiraiya-sensei...

C'mon guys, don't leave me here! Nagato come back!

I don't wanna be alone...

One of Konoha's own has arrived.

It is not an equivalent trade by any means. But nothing remains stationary here, and all shifts and changes constantly. This includes who arrives, stays...and departs.

He is better served at home, as it is.

Things seem to have changed very little.

There are only two left now.

Pein...my God. What do you propose we do now, mm?

( Private|Visible to Pein|Hard to hack )

Well...this could be interesting. It reminds me of a dream I had...

Hm. Similar but not quite.

There are so many newcomers...I take it the so-called gods have caused this...?

There is nothing wrong with peace. Peace is a thing to strive for. And while it may well take violence to achieve it..it is a necessary force all the same.

So few remain....Only my God and myself, if I am not mistaken...

Again our numbers dwindle. Two now?

My god...you remain here? I would not lose you as well...

This rain is...comforting, but still deadly. It is a pity it isn't your rain, Pein. You could stop it then so we could take a walk.

Come...come and join me as I watch it rain. It's...almost like home, if only for a time.

...I am not leaving the police station.

Roll Call. Now. All members please report in with their current location and status. Screened if you must.