Obito's POV

I woke up. I couldn't see a thing. I remember what happened. After I used the Chidori to smash the boulder, I collapsed from exhaustion and the pain of having the right side of my body crushed. My eye finally adjusts and I see two white humanoids and and old man that must be at least 350 years old.

"Who are you guys?" I ask.

"I am Madara Uchiha, and these are clones I created." The old guy replies in his raspy voice. My eye widens. 

"Really? Then why am I here, what are you going to do with me?" I ask.

"Well, child, I left my comrade, and battled him many times. I wanted to kill him. I later regretted that decision, but when I tried to right my wrong, it was too late. I want to atone for what I did by morphing with you to make you very strong, so you will be able to continue to protect your friends." He says with a tears in his eyes. I look at him in surprise. 

"You'd do that for me? Really?" I ask, gaping at him.

"Yes. I peered into your memories while you were out of it, and I found you more than worthy of this. It will require training, though. I expect you to work hard. Also, I will be consious inside your body, so you'll be almost like the 'Madara Uchiha Jinjuriki'!" He says. I beam.

"Thanks old man! I promise to work hard!" I say as I give my signature grin and a thumbs up.

"Hey! I'm not that old, am I?" He protests.

"If you really are Old Man Madara, you are at least 375 years old by now. Kohona is on their 4th Hokage." I say flatly. His eyes widen.

"Really?! Time really goes by, doesn't it? Fourth, already? Me and Hashirama settled it, then he became the First Hokage!" The old man replies.

"Yeah, Yeah, lets just start the training already!"

"Fine, I'll blend with you now."