Konoha: Prepare to defect, the system is coming.

Call ~
A gentle breeze swept by, dispersing the smoke that lingered on the battlefield.

The powerful souls summoned from the Pure Land stared in astonishment at the Sage of Six Paths, but their gazes then fell upon the woman who had been temporarily sealed away.

"So this is the mastermind behind this war? Didn't the Sage of Six Paths say she was sealed away?" The First Kazekage crossed his arms and asked in surprise.

"You're focusing on the wrong thing." The First Raikage narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Madara and Hashirama, and said in a deep voice, "How come those two are still alive?"

"Yeah, why aren't those two dead yet?" the First Mizukage said, dissatisfied.

"If these two guys are alive, will our village still be alright?" the First Tsuchikage said with some worry.

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Listening to the incessant arguing of the souls, the Sage of Six Paths rubbed his forehead, somewhat at a loss as to how to handle the current situation.

The moment he sensed his mother's chakra aura disappear, he gathered the power of a group of strong individuals and pulled everyone in the Origin Sphere back to the real world.

but.
The Sage of Six Paths never expected that he would actually bring his mother back as well.

Noticing that everyone's gaze was constantly lingering on him and his mother, the Sage of Six Paths remained silent for a while before slowly getting up and approaching his mother to carefully observe her.

“Hagoromo.” Kaguya gazed at the old man before her, a tear welling up in her eye, but she quickly regained her previous coldness.

Noticing that his mother's appearance was still the same as it had been a thousand years ago, the Sage of Six Paths sighed deeply, then looked at Madara and Hashirama, who were standing to the side, ready to fight, wanting to ask what had happened.

Madara Uchiha seemed to know what he was going to ask, and said indifferently, "The dead have no right to interfere in the world of the living."

The bird, with its eyes fixed on its nose and its nose on its heart, also failed to answer the Sage of Six Paths' question.

"I'm sorry!" Hashirama said slowly after a long silence, "You have hidden some things from us. Kaguya Otsutsuki is not as evil as you described."

I could choose to seal her away, but that wouldn't change anything; it would just postpone the outbreak of war, like the Five Kage Summit did.

As he spoke, he glanced at the summoned souls of powerful beings and found that many of them were familiar faces.

Hashirama bowed ninety degrees to the souls, his voice filled with apology, "I'm sorry, my initial thinking was too naive. Judging from the way the Tailed Beasts are used, distributing them to various villages did not prevent the outbreak of war, but instead brought about an even greater war."

Upon hearing this, the powerful souls looked at Hashirama with a more complex expression.

They all guessed this outcome, except for the First Hokage who foolishly believed that distributing the Tailed Beasts would bring peace to the ninja world.

Hashirama Senju slowly straightened up, staring directly at the floating souls, and said in a deep voice, "Although I hate to admit it, my actions have not brought peace to the ninja world."

Before Hashirama could continue, the First Raikage suddenly interrupted him.

"Hashirama Senju, you don't need to apologize to us. I actually admire your magnanimity. You are a true monster, not in terms of your Wood Release, but in terms of you as a person."

He looked up and glanced around, his gaze finally settling on the Hidden Cloud Village. He continued, “You possess the power to easily quell chaos and crush all enemies. We combined are probably no match for you. Yet you chose to sit at the negotiating table and give us the Tailed Beasts, these ‘weapons of war,’ like gifts, just to exchange for a ‘possibility’ of peace.”

"In all my years, this is the first time I've met someone like you. Your ideas may be ridiculed, but your spirit will not." The First Mizukage adjusted his straw hat, his gaze falling on Hashirama, and said with a faint smile, "The God of Shinobi, truly deserving of the title."

The First Kazekage also looked at Hashirama, and without saying anything long, bowed slightly, saying, "On behalf of Sunagakure, I thank you for your generosity, which has brought life to Sunagakure."

The First Tsuchikage took a deep breath upon hearing the words of the three.

But when his gaze fell on Hashirama Senju, he suddenly said, "Hokage, you are so powerful that you make me despair, and so naive that I find you laughable."

But I will not laugh at someone with ideals. If your ideals come true, it will be a miracle; if they fail, it will be within my expectations.

He paused for a moment, then said, "Compared to the Sage of Six Paths, I'm more inclined to believe you, because I've seen you bow down to the enemy for the sake of peace."

Whether it's distributing the Tailed Beasts or convening the Five Kage Summit, all your failures stem from methodological flaws, not from flawed values.

As soon as he finished speaking, the venue fell into a deathly silence.

Hashirama's gaze swept over the group of souls, and finally he bowed again, whispering an apology.

Then, he turned to look at the Sage of Six Paths, and noticing the complexity in the other's eyes, he said, "I don't know what kind of despair Madara and your mother went through to believe that creating a false world was the only answer?"

"But I understand that the suffering in this world is real."

"War, loss, hatred. Madara lost Izuna, I lost Itama, we've both tasted this bitterness. They want to end it all with the Infinite Tsukuyomi, I understand that better than anyone."

Upon hearing this, both Madara Uchiha and Kaguya Otsutsuki fell silent.

Although the two experienced different kinds of suffering, they did indeed, as Hashirama said, want to end it all with the Infinite Tsukuyomi.

Hashirama stared straight at the Sage of Six Paths and continued, "Your mother, as the progenitor of chakra, saw humans harming each other in war, wasting their chakra."

She believed that withdrawing their chakra and allowing them to merge into one within the peaceful illusion of "Infinite Tsukuyomi" was the best protection.

"Your mother was used as a tool, hunted down by her tribe, and then sealed away by her son for a thousand years. She was never truly understood."

"Her obsessive and irrational behavior was not driven by ambition."

Kaguya Otsutsuki slowly raised her head and, for the first time seriously observed Hashirama Senju, her eyes showing an emotion called "confusion" for the first time.

She thought that she would be sealed away the moment she was defeated, but to her surprise, the other party not only did not seal her away, but even understood her.

"Motor!"

Hashirama tilted his head slightly and looked at Madara Uchiha again. "He is constantly losing. Madara was never an avenger, but in his own perception, he became a 'savior' who bears the sins and pain of the whole world."

He knew the world would not understand him, would hate him, but he was willing to bear all the infamy, just to create a perfect world "without loss, without pain."

"He correctly diagnosed the world's diseases, but prescribed the most deadly remedies. He was not a demon, but a victim utterly destroyed by war and loss."

"The Uchiha clan has never been madmen, but a clan of love."

Madara Uchiha crossed his arms, staring intently at the man looking in their direction, his eyes revealing a mixture of friendship, jealousy, admiration, and resentment.
Hashirama's talk-no-jutsu was the strongest he had ever witnessed in his decades of life.

Hashirama's charm was the strongest charm he had ever witnessed in his decades of life.

It always makes people want to follow.
"I don't know if Madara and your mother's methods are what this world needs." Hashirama took a deep breath, his eyes instantly hardening.

"But true peace is not about finding fulfillment in dreams, but about having the capacity to love, protect, and surpass one's past self, even amidst suffering, in reality."

He paused slightly, his tone becoming more animated, "Where the leaves dance, the fire will never die. The firelight will continue to illuminate the village and allow new leaves to sprout."

This sentence is very famous
Everyone living in the ninja world knows that this is the Will of Fire of Konoha.
The older generation sacrifices themselves, placing their hopes on the next generation, believing in the children of the future, and paving the way for them.
"The Will of Fire!" The First Raikage's chest heaved violently as he repeatedly chewed on the phrase "The Will of Fire."

He raised his head and looked at Hashirama Senju again, and Hashirama was also staring at him, without a trace of the arrogance of a top ninja, only a sincerity that could melt the hardest ice.

"I intend to strengthen the alliance system. If one major power is not enough, we will unite all countries. If the current alliance is fragile, I will use ten times, a hundred times, more sincerity and time to consolidate it."

"I, Hashirama Senju, the First Hokage, am willing to spend the rest of my life kneeling before any other Kage, begging for understanding and cooperation."

silence
A long silence followed.
The entire battlefield fell silent after Hashirama Senju spoke.

The summoned powerhouses were stunned for a moment, then burst into a loud, unrestrained laugh.

One of the heroes, whose voice boomed like thunder, gave Hashirama a strong thumbs-up, his eyes filled with both reminiscence and admiration, "Hahaha! Hokage, oh Hokage!"

All these years have passed, and you're still so naive, so admirably naive, and so adorable!

His laughter subsided, and his expression shifted to one of trust that transcended life and death. He said loudly, "It is because of you, it is because of this unfading innocence, I, the First Raikage A, will believe in you one more time. I believe you will bring true peace to the ninja world."

"Compared to that bullshit Infinite Tsukuyomi, you are more trustworthy. I, the First Tsuchikage Ishigawa, will trust you one more time," another old man said slowly.

"Lord Hashirama, I am Uzumaki Ashina, the first leader of Uzushio Village."

"I am the First Mizukage, Byakuren."

"The First Kazekage Fierce Fight"

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Ultimately, all the voices converged into a resolute torrent.

"Hashirama Senju, enough with the nonsense. We trust your naive, foolish persistence. Just go for it! We're watching you from the Pure Land!"

Seeing the souls of so many powerful individuals, and being willing to believe in the man before her, even Kaguya felt a slight wavering in her heart.

She also understands that her approach was too extreme, depriving everyone of the right to choose and create their own future.

But she did it.
Before Kaguya could continue thinking, the man spoke again, "Sage of Six Paths, as for your mother, Kaguya Otsutsuki... although she wasn't an innocent and carefree girl, she possessed the self-awareness of adolescence and the rebelliousness of a young girl."

Hashirama Senju stepped forward, his gaze piercing, his voice resounding, "I will embrace her adolescence, her rebellion!"

Upon hearing this, Kaguya Otsutsuki's pupils suddenly contracted, and she stared at the man in astonishment.

She betrayed the entire Otsutsuki clan, refusing the fate of being devoured by the God Tree as a "living sacrifice," swallowing the Chakra Fruit, and remaining on Earth through her own power.

She wants to establish her own rules, completely negate the existing world that she is dissatisfied with, and cover it with what she considers a "perfect" dream world.

Her love and hate are both extremely "absolute".
Was she actually in puberty, as humans call it?

at this time.

The Sage of Six Paths froze on the spot, his aged face showing an almost blank expression for the first time. On the other side, Uchiha Asuka, Uchiha Madara, and the others stared wide-eyed, their minds blank, like tree stumps struck by lightning, instantly losing all ability to think.

They all knew that Hashirama Senju had great capacity, but they never expected it to be this great.

"Holy crap! Is this true?" Asuka exclaimed, her mouth agape in shock.

"I knew the Hokage was powerful, but I didn't expect him to be this powerful," the First Tsuchikage said, his lips twitching slightly.

"No wonder he's called Hokage," the First Raikage muttered.

"Maybe we've misunderstood. The Hokage I remember was a very pure person," the First Tsuchikage said, somewhat doubting his own existence.

boom! boom! boom!
Before they could think any further, the divine tree standing between heaven and earth suddenly emitted a tremendous roar.

The sound quickly spread throughout the entire ninja world, and countless roots wrapped around it rapidly retracted, exposing the ninjas who were wrapped up back to the world.

this moment.

All the humans who were wrapped by the divine tree were freed and fell to the ground.

This sudden change instantly drew everyone's attention, except for the Sage of Six Paths, who stared intently at his mother, his face filled with disbelief.

"Mom?" Looking at the scene before him, Black Zetsu looked at his mother in confusion.

Kaguya shook her head, her cool gaze falling on Hashirama, and said calmly, "He is very naive, reminding me of myself after swallowing the fruit. I will temporarily suspend the Infinite Tsukuyomi and witness with my own eyes what kind of flower that person spoke of will bloom in the future, and when it will wither and decay."

The Sage of Six Paths and Black Zetsu stared at their mother in utter astonishment.

They never expected that their obsessive mother would be "suspended" by the First Hokage in a way they couldn't comprehend.

next second.

The enormous Divine Tree was completely absorbed into Kaguya Otsutsuki's body. At the very instant the Divine Tree vanished, Obito Uchiha's body was forcibly expelled from her by an invisible force.

Her hands, which had been severed by the bird, miraculously began to regrow instantly, their flesh wriggling and fully regenerating.

Click! Click! Click!

The seal that suppressed Kaguya Otsutsuki instantly revealed countless cracks.

Seeing Hashirama Senju watching them with a wary expression, Kaguya paused in breaking the seal, then closed her eyes and slowly said, "Whether human nature will ultimately lead to peace or confirm my suspicions and bring about destruction again, that is your own business."

After saying that, Kaguya stopped talking and let the flimsy seal press down on her. Instead, she began to think about her future life.

Seeing it
Hashirama let out a long sigh, his gaze sweeping over the distracted bird before finally settling on Uchiha Madara. He said firmly, "If you insist on walking this lonely path, then I will accompany you and bear this darkness together."

To unleash Infinite Tsukuyomi, you'll have to step over my dead body first.

Because in my heart, a real world with you and me, even if it's full of pain, is a million times more precious than a perfect, magical world without you.

Madara Uchiha remained silent, gazing at his only rival, his resolve unshaken by the other's words.

"You betrayed me again!" Ban said slowly, arms crossed.

puff!
A dull thud, like flesh being pierced, clearly reached everyone's ears.

For the first time, Madara Uchiha's expression froze completely.

Like everyone else present, his pupils shrank violently to the size of pinpoints.
A kunai was seen stuck in Hashirama Senju's heart, and his right hand was gripping the hilt of the kunai tightly. His face turned deathly pale at a visible speed.

"I'm sorry!" Hashirama said, his voice trembling as he bowed deeply, enduring the excruciating pain.

Madara Uchiha watched this scene, and images of Konoha before its founding instantly flashed through his mind.

then
This was their last decisive battle at the end of the Warring States period.

He lost, Hashirama won.

At that time, Hashirama was also trying to persuade him, and the conditions he offered were either that Hashirama commit suicide or that Hashirama kill his brother.

“Logically speaking, even if he pierced his heart with a kunai, it wouldn’t necessarily cause any harm.” But noticing that Hashirama’s face was growing paler, Asuka narrowed her eyes and said slowly.

"Did they voluntarily give up their self-healing abilities?"

boom!
Hashirama's legs buckled, and he collapsed to the ground, a grim smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Izuna's death made you unable to believe in the Senju clan. You said you would only believe in the Senju if I died."

"Didn't you want to fight me and let the winner decide the future of the ninja world?" Madara Uchiha frowned slightly, puzzled.

Hashirama shook his head, pointed at the other person, then at himself, "Madara, we fought our whole lives. My hands are already stained with your blood. Now that I have been resurrected, I never want to repeat that cruel fate."

His voice was hoarse, yet carried an undeniable firmness: "I would rather not let my only friend in this life have my blood on his hands again. You've suffered too much in your life."
You should have told me this when you attacked Konoha with the Nine-Tails. You should have told me this.

Two streams of hot tears slid down the corners of Zhu Jian's eyes and onto the ground.

The powerful life force within his body was rapidly dissipating at that moment.

Seeing this, Madara Uchiha took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Aren't you afraid that after you die, no one in the ninja world will be able to stop me, and I will still choose to carry out the Infinite Tsukuyomi plan?"

"Not afraid!"

Hashirama slowly shook his head, his voice growing weaker, "Because you said that if I committed suicide, you would believe in the Senju. I believe you, and please believe in me one more time. I have found another path to peace for the ninja world."

"Naive fellow, what kind of bullshit alliance is this? You actually believe that chakra can connect people's hearts?" Sensing that Hashirama's life force was getting weaker and weaker, Madara Uchiha suddenly became irritated.

boom!
Hashirama collapsed to the ground, struggling to turn his head to look at the ninjas who had awakened from the genjutsu.

Their eyes were vacant, their movements slow, as if they had just woken up, unable to immediately distinguish between reality and illusion. Some would subconsciously reach out and grab at the air, as if trying to hold onto the fleeting phantoms of their dreams.

But the moment they saw their surroundings, many ninjas' bodies reacted before their brains did.

The Cloud Village ninja instinctively reached for their ninja tool pouches behind them, while the Iwagakure ninja crouched slightly, trying to find cover. Their eyes were no longer as gentle as in their dreams, but were now filled with vigilance, scrutiny, and even a lingering trace of killing intent.

One moment they were reuniting with their loved ones in their dreams; the next moment, they appeared on the battlefield of the Fourth Shinobi World War.

Only the sound of the wind and suppressed breathing remained in the air.

boom!
As a Cloud Village Jonin broke free from his shattered "cocoon" and stumbled to the ground due to muscle soreness, a nearby Konoha ninja almost instinctively reached out to help him up.

The two men froze halfway through their outstretched hands, but the Konoha ninja then reached out and helped them up.

This action broke down some kind of invisible barrier.

No words were spoken, but the action began.

A medical ninja from Kirigakure silently approached an injured Iwagakure ninja and began treating his wounds using basic medical ninjutsu.

The Iwagakure ninja stiffened for a moment, then relaxed and muttered something under his breath—perhaps "thank you," or perhaps just a hissing sound.

A Konoha ninja handed his water bottle to a Sunagakure ninja next to him whose lips were chapped.

"Was that a dream? It felt so real."

"And now? Is now the reality?"

"Where is the war? Is the war over?"

"It should be over by now. It seems like we've all come out of the Infinite Tsukuyomi."

"Hey, you guys from Kumogakure, come lend a hand, my leg's broken."

"I was just dreaming when you guys from Konoha caught me and beat me up, which made me a little trembling when I saw Konoha after waking up."

"Me too. Fortunately, we're back in reality, and we're still comrades-in-arms fighting side by side."

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A young boy from the Hyuga clan of Konoha and a burly man from Kumogakure, known for his taijutsu, were resting against a boulder.

Just minutes ago, the Hyuga boy had dreamt of a Kumogakure ninja stealing his Byakugan; he bravely repelled the enemy and earned the village's commendation. But now...
The two shared the same shadow, silently watching the light of Infinite Tsukuyomi dissipate in the distance.

The Hyuga boy handed over a soldier's ration pill. The burly man from Kumogakure hesitated for a moment, then took it and stuffed it into his mouth, saying in a muffled voice, "This stuff tastes awful."

The Hyuga boy paused for a moment, then slightly tugged at the corner of his mouth and whispered.

"Hmm, the Akimichi clan's dumplings always have a barbecue flavor."

Watching this scene, Madara Uchiha fell silent.

Hashirama's smile grew even brighter, but his voice grew weaker, "Chakra really can connect with the mind, Madara."

"Big Brother!!"

Two distinctly different yet equally urgent shouts pierced through the chaotic crowd in an instant.

Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha both stiffened abruptly and looked up in the direction of the sound. They saw a silver-haired middle-aged man and a black-haired boy rushing towards them.

Tobirama Senju instantly appeared beside Hashirama, noticed the kunai on his brother's chest, his pupils instantly shrinking to pinpoints, and angrily asked, "Brother, who did this?"

"Tobirama!" Hashirama grabbed his younger brother's arm with one hand, shook his head at him, and quickly recounted what had just happened.

And the other side.

For the first time, a crack appeared in Madara Uchiha's expression.

His pupils trembled slightly, and he whispered almost in disbelief, "Izumi...Izuna?"

Uchiha Izuna looked at him with clear eyes, but her throat felt like it was blocked by something. A thousand words surged in her chest, but in the end, they only turned into a trembling call.

"Nii-san (older brother)!"

As that familiar voice rang out, Madara Uchiha raised his head, revealing the smile that Izuna remembered most warmly, yet also most heartbreakingly.

"Long time no see, Izuna!"

His gaze gently swept across Izuna's face, and he said softly, "You seem to have grown up."

As they spoke, Madara Uchiha noticed his younger brother's reanimated body and then, thinking of Tobirama Senju who had come with his brother, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he quickly began to examine Izuna's body.

laugh!
A sharp sound, like cloth being torn apart, exploded.

Madara didn't even use any complicated techniques; he simply used his overwhelming chakra to shatter the talisman that was controlling Izuna.

"Nissan!"

Izuna was startled, but then overwhelmed with joy and exclaimed excitedly, "Your strength is...so...so strong."

In his dark eyes was an unreserved, heartfelt pride in his brother's strength.

Madara Uchiha blinked, unsure how to respond.

For decades, no one has praised him so sincerely.

What's more, that person was his younger brother whom he hadn't seen for decades.

"Whoo~"

Madara Uchiha took a deep breath, instantly regaining his usual aloofness, and changed the subject, "Izuna, what are you doing with that white-haired guy?"

"Tobirama Senju resurrected me with the sole purpose of persuading you not to carry out the Infinite Tsukuyomi plan." Izuna glanced at the dying Hashirama and revealed Tobirama Senju's purpose in resurrecting him.

Then, he turned his gaze to his elder brother, his voice tinged with sorrow, "I entrusted my eyes to you in the hope that you could lead the Uchiha to the light, that you could live and find happiness, but you are not happy, brother."

Ban's body shuddered almost imperceptibly.

"Nii-san, do whatever you want," Izuna said softly. "I won't stop you from realizing your dreams, as long as you're happy."

Madara silently turned around, looking at the resurrected ninjas in the distance, and murmured, "Izuna, do you really believe that in that false dream, I can find happiness, and you can find joy?"

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Izuna also turned around.

His gaze swept over the survivors, former enemies clumsily bandaging each other's wounds, headbands from different ninja villages crisscrossing in the dust, and faces once etched with hatred now showing only weariness and relief from having survived the catastrophe together.

"Nissan!"

Izuna smiled calmly. "To be honest, I don't know either."

Upon hearing this, Madara fell silent.

next second.

He caught a glimpse of the comic book on Izuna's chest out of the corner of his eye, and noticed that it even had his autograph on it. He immediately raised an eyebrow and asked, "Where did you get this book?"

Upon hearing this, Izuna excitedly pulled out the book, pointed to the main character in it, and joked, "I snatched this from the white-haired guy. I never expected my brother-in-law to draw this. I never expected to be the main character! I heard this book is a bestseller in the ninja world."
"I've been dead for decades. I never imagined that my name would spread throughout the ninja world in this way."

"Nii-san, some people are saying that you decided to save Konoha because of this manga?"

"Nisan, I heard you often buy tricolor dumplings. Are they delicious?"

"Nii-san, I also heard that our Uchiha clan gathering, which was originally so boring, has turned into a food festival?"

"Nissan."

Hearing his younger brother being so lively and asking questions one after another, Ban's smile completely broke out.

This is what he has been waiting for, what he has been waiting for all along.
boom!
He gently pressed his forehead against Izuna's, completing their intimate ritual, and said softly, "Izuna, I'm sorry, I didn't do what you asked me to do."

Uchiha Izuna paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "The Uchiha clan was exhausted after years of war. At the time, forming an alliance with the Senju and establishing Konoha Village seemed to be the best realistic solution to protect the clan, avoid genocide, and achieve prosperity."

“There, children don’t die young, and the elderly don’t die on the battlefield. The Uchiha clan continues, unlike the Uzumaki clan.”

"Nissan has done a very good job."

At this point, Izuna paused, looking at his brother whom he revered like a god but also felt immense heartache for, and his tone became incredibly gentle, "Brother, you're too tired. This isn't what I wanted."

All I want is for you to be able to let go of your burdens and smile from the bottom of your heart, just like you did by the Naka River.

"Is that so?" Madara Uchiha murmured to himself, recalling the only happy moment of his life.

He spent time with his younger brother during the Warring States period; met Hashirama; founded Konoha; learned of the Eye of the Moon Plan; and returned to live in the Uchiha clan's territory.
"Motor!"

A weak voice came, instantly pulling Ban back to reality.

Tobirama Senju helped his elder brother sit up slowly. Hashirama looked up at him and said slowly, "Do you remember the days we threw stones by the Naka River?"

"Our dream is to build a village that can protect children so that they no longer have to go to the battlefield."

"This dream is real; it is built upon our sweat, our covenants, and even our blood. Konoha Village is proof of that! The Infinite Tsukuyomi, on the other hand, is merely a cage imposed on everyone from the sky."

"When did our dreams become so humble?"

"Stop, Madara Uchiha." Tobirama suppressed his killing intent and obeyed his elder brother's instructions, saying in a deep voice, "Izuna and I have already discussed a better way to maintain peace in the long term."

Madara Uchiha paused for a moment upon hearing this, then looked at Izuna.

"Ahem, we did discuss it a bit!" Izuna scratched his head awkwardly. "I did want to persuade you to give up, but after seeing you, I changed my mind. You've been suffering too much."

As they spoke, Izuna carefully put away the comic book, but after noticing the Konoha buildings on it, he couldn't help but feel a little longing.

Madara caught that fleeting longing, then his gaze fell on his younger brother, and he said softly, "Izuna, if you were to be resurrected, what would you do?"

Upon hearing this, Izuna rubbed his chin, somewhat hesitantly saying, "I'll probably try the ramen in Konoha, then take a stroll around the dilapidated Senju clan's territory, and hold a clan meeting while I'm at it, to see what's going on."

Hearing his younger brother describe what he would do after being resurrected, Madara Uchiha's gaze softened, and he finally punched Izuna in the neck.

boom!
With a muffled sound, Izuna's vision went black, and he instantly collapsed into Madara Uchiha's arms.

"Izuna, get some sleep. After you wake up, go and experience reality." Madara gently placed Izuna on the ground, then walked up to Hashirama and said with a complicated expression.

"Izuna's life was too bitter. Even on his deathbed, he did not let go of his burdens and was still thinking of me and the Uchiha."

His death is my eternal pain.

"I don't want to prove to him that the path my brother chose is the right one, the only way to truly protect you and make you happy forever, because I see another path in his eyes."

"Izuna can live a very happy and fulfilling life on this path."

Hearing this, Hashirama's lips curled into a smile, and then, in Tobirama's arms, with his last strength, he slowly said, "We...have...suffered...too much. I'm sorry, Mata."

"yes."

Madara gave him one last look before disappearing from his spot and reappearing at the highest point of the battlefield, looking down at the entire battlefield.

“Hashi Lama, you and I are the same; we yearn for peace but cannot obtain it. Peace is never so easy. In our lifetime, there is only so much we can do, so we must entrust it to others.”

Madara's gaze swept over the surviving ninjas, over Uchiha Asuka, over Uchiha Ryota. "You're still so naive, actually believing in your juniors. How optimistic."

His gaze finally settled on Izuna, a smile appearing on his face. "My dream hasn't been shattered, and I have someone I can entrust my life to. I hate it when others stand behind me and follow me, but I don't hate Izuna or you."

"Actually, I didn't want to perform the Infinite Tsukuyomi either, especially after I found out it was fake." Madara Uchiha clapped his hands together, his voice calm yet resounding throughout the battlefield.

next second.

The purple ripples in his twin eyes spun wildly at an unprecedented speed.

His immense chakra poured out without reservation.

"Heretic: The natural art of reincarnation!"

boom!
Centered on him, an indescribable force instantly swept outwards.

The sky was bathed in a tragic dark purple light, and countless emerald green beams of light, like divine trees growing in reverse, descended from the heavens, precisely enveloping the bodies of every deceased person.

Ban's body deteriorated rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye.

His once upright posture began to hunch, and his full muscles rapidly withered and shrank, as if they had been drained of moisture.

Meanwhile, Izuna's resurrected body began to peel away, like pottery smudged of dirt, revealing fresh flesh and blood underneath.

"Izuna, Konoha's ramen...it's really good." Madara's lips curled into a slight smile as he continued, "This war began with me, and it should end with me."

"The beginning of a story is always very tender, and the ending is always unworthy of the beginning!"

But the ending of this story is alright.

next second.

The sudden roar abruptly pulled Madara Uchiha back to reality.

"Outer Path: The Art of Reincarnation!"

The dark purple sky suddenly brightened, and the emerald green pillars of light, which had been gradually fading, burst forth with even more dazzling brilliance.

Noticing that more and more people were beginning to revive, Madara Uchiha slightly turned his stiff neck and discovered that Asuka Uchiha had somehow arrived in the center of the battlefield and was also using the forbidden technique of the Rinnegan.
"This guy," Ban grinned, revealing a cryptic smile.

However, before the smile could reach his eyes, the light in his pupils vanished, as if some force supporting him had been instantly pulled away. He fell straight backward like a puppet with its strings cut.

"After Izuna is revived, he'll probably go eat ramen, it tastes really good."

"I want to have a drink with Hashirama."

"Feihe, your grandson Feibiao is very outstanding."

“Ryota, your younger brother Ryoichi lived longer than your father.”

Recalling the last days of his life spent in Konoha, Madara Uchiha's lips curled up slightly as he sneered, "I actually did quite well under their care."

"I really want to eat a skewer of dumplings with Izuna."

"It was a long journey, but the ending was good." (End of Chapter)