In that war-torn era, he was a talented youth, a talent that only appeared once every few decades.
Even a single person could conquer a small country. It was a terrifying power that was immeasurable. As long as it was something he wanted, he would do anything to get it, and he would dye the other party with his own color.
He was also a human-shaped demon.
However, who knew that under the surface of the world, there was only a heart that yearned for the truth.
Orochimaru, which side of you is the real you?