Itama Senju would never admit he was wrong. After so many days of being brutally killed by Yanbai in his dreams, he believed he had grown used to the slaughter in Yanbai's lifelike dreamscape.
Itama Senju kept insisting, "I did nothing wrong," "It wasn't me," "Kawarama, you're the one at fault," "I didn't do anything"...
Even in his dreams, Itama Senju clung to that conviction.
To Itama Senju, nightmares would end sooner or later. That was how he had gotten through the past few days.
Once he woke up, Itama Senju would go back to embracing Kawarama's widows, venting all the frustration and pain he had suffered in his dreams.
But now...
Itama Senju opened his mouth, about to say, "It's useless, little sister."
But Madara Uchiha's blood-red Sharingan fixed on him. Without giving him a chance to speak, Madara seized Itama Senju by the throat and forced him to meet his gaze.
Itama Senju instantly fell under Madara Uchiha's dōjutsu.
With a thud, Madara Uchiha loosened his grip, and Itama Senju lay on the ground, his entire body convulsing.
In the empty dojo of the dream world.
The troublesome Itama Senju was now immersed in an even more dangerous "dream within a dream."
Only Madara Uchiha and Yanbai remained in the vast space.
Yanbai watched Madara Uchiha calmly, but Madara Uchiha did not look at him.
The chill around them deepened in their shared silence.
It was as though they had sunk into the coldest hour before dawn.
The sweet fragrance of roses lingered in the air.
After years apart, their first reunion was wordless.
Yanbai raised a hand, and another scene gradually spread through their surroundings, with the three of them at its center.
Itama Senju still lay on the ground, but the scene filling Madara Uchiha's and