Madara Attacks Konoha!
Madara's departure did not cause much of a stir in Konoha.
In the eyes of most villagers, the former hero who founded the village had long been blinded by prejudice and ambition, becoming a veritable missing-nin.
His departure even brought a secret sigh of relief to many.
At least, that's what Senju Tobirama thought.
He harbored a deep distrust of the Uchiha Clan.
Now that the strongest and most uncontrollable Uchiha Clan has left Konoha, it's the perfect time to implement the plan.
As expected, no sooner had Madara left than the establishment of the Uchiha Police Force proceeded as scheduled.
What appears to be granting authority to the Uchiha Clan is actually a strategic move to marginalize them.
Although the clansmen were dissatisfied, they had no choice but to accept it due to the Hokage's prestige and the framework of the village rules.
In a good mood, Tobirama entered the Hokage's office, only to find his elder brother, Senju Hashirama the window, his brows furrowed and his expression grave.
"Brother, are you still grieving over Madara's departure?" He suppressed his smile and asked softly.
Hashirama didn't answer immediately. He just looked out the window at the bustling street, his eyes revealing complexity and weariness.
After a long silence, he finally spoke.
"Ban... is not the kind of person who betrays others easily."
He left, not because we did the right thing.
Tobirama was silent for a moment, then walked to Hashirama's side, his tone calm but firm. "Brother, you are too kind."
You always try to be tolerant and understanding of him, but he has never truly understood you.
What he wanted was to subjugate the village through absolute power, not to unite it. Your ideals and his concept of order are fundamentally different."
Hashirama turned his head, his gaze gentle and calm. "But he was my best friend, and the comrade I once trusted the most."
Konoha is our shared dream... but I don't know when it started, we've all started going our separate ways.
The two remained silent.
After a long pause, Tobirama spoke, "I will continue to promote the development of the village's systems to ensure that every clan operates within the established norms."
The Uchiha Clan is the same. You should believe that rules and regulations are more effective at protecting this village than emotions.
Hashirama sighed and said nothing more.
Sunlight streamed in through the window, and the village streets remained bustling and peaceful.
But under this sunlight, two souls who once fought side by side have drifted further and further apart.
Until--
The door to the Hokage's office was suddenly pushed open, and the sound of swift footsteps broke the silence. An Anbu Ninja knelt down in front of the two Senju Clan brothers with a look of panic on his face, his voice trembling slightly from running.
"Lord Hokage! Urgent military situation!"
Hashirama stood up, his expression tightening. "Speak!"
"Madara... Uchiha Madara, suddenly appeared in the mountains outside the village!" The Anbu swallowed hard, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. "He... he's controlling the Nine- Nine-Tailed Demon Fox!"
"What?!?" Tobirama's face instantly turned ashen, his voice lower than usual, "What did you say? It's... the Nine-Tails?"
"We saw it with our own eyes! His Mangekyō Sharingan controlled that demon fox! The Nine-Tails is closing in on the village!"
Before the words were finished, a faint tremor could be heard in the distance, as if the heavens and earth were shaking.
The entire Konoha seemed to fall into a deathly silence.
The next moment, a thunderous roar rolled in from the horizon, followed by a shockwave that shook the earth.
--boom!!!
A surge of intense and violent Chakra swept in like a torrent. From the dust rising from the direction of the village's outer wall, a massive crimson beast shattered the forest, its eyes empty yet flashing with the light of Sharingan —it was the Nine-Tails, now completely under control.
The Nine-Tails raised its tail high, and terrifying Chakra gathered at the tip of its tail, like a giant hammer that could destroy the world, and smashed it hard into the outpost on the edge of the village!
Madara has attacked Konoha!
"Quickly, full combat readiness!" Tobirama had already stepped forward, coldly ordering, "Mobilize the Sealing Squad! Activate the emergency defense barrier!"
Hashirama, however, did not move immediately.
He stared intently at the figure behind the behemoth—a body clad in red armor, its Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan gleaming with fervor and indifference.
"Spot..."
He murmured to himself, a sharp pain piercing his chest.
Why did things come to this?
There was no response.
Only the Nine-Tails' devastating roar echoed the complete rift between these former brothers.
Hashirama closed his eyes, and the next moment, his figure flashed, and he shot into the sky like a green light, heading straight for Nine-Tails and Madara.
"Tobirama, the village is yours. Madara, I will stop it myself."
Forest edge.
Uchiha Madara stood atop the Nine-Tails' head, his armor fluttering in the wind.
He looked down at the rapidly approaching figure, a fleeting look of disbelief crossing his eyes, which was quickly replaced by coldness.
"Hashirama —let me see if your ideals are worthy of being an enemy of true power."
Madara stood atop Nine-Tails's head, his cloak fluttering, his eyes cold as knives, his fighting spirit boiling like a volcano.
Despite his constant chanting of "ideals," he knew more clearly than ever before—
Today's battle is not only the ultimate showdown with Hashirama, but also a contest between him and fate itself.
The spark that ignited this conflict came from someone who called himself "Uchiha Yoru".
It was an existence from beyond space and time.
It carries an unpredictable aura, yet possesses eyes that even Madara cannot fully see through.
Uchiha Yoru said to him--
"Ban, the fate of this world has long since gone astray."
"If you want to unify the Ninja World, the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan alone is far from enough."
At first, Ban was dismissive.
He firmly believed that only power could truly change the world—and he possessed the strongest Dōjutsu and the most unwavering will, so he didn't need anyone else to guide him.
But Uchiha Yoru simply smiled faintly.
Then, before Ban's eyes, space was torn open with a pitch-black rift, like a rift leading to another universe.
The next instant, a wild Nine-Tails that had not yet been sealed by anyone was forcibly dragged out from the depths of space-time and slammed onto the ground, its eyes filled with terror and its roar shaking the heavens.
At that moment, for the first time, a flicker of doubt appeared in Madara's eyes—not fear, but deep confusion.
Is this world really as simple as he thought?
Could it be... that a "god" truly exists, transcending the ninja system and existing between time, space, and fate?
"Give it a try," Uchiha Yoru said softly before leaving, his voice seemingly carrying through wind, snow, and history. "If you can defeat Hashirama and conquer Konoha, then you will be qualified to step onto a higher stage."
Therefore, Ban did not hesitate.
He opened his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, forcefully suppressing the Nine-Tails and Tailed Beast Transformation a weapon of his own will.
It's not for destruction, not for revenge, but to prove:
Can he— Uchiha Madara —truly break the shackles of order, unify the Ninja World, and guide the world towards "true peace" all by his own power?