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.

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.

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.