Main World.
Konoha Year Twenty-Two, spring.
Konoha, in front of the Hokage Building.
The battlefield had spread throughout the area around the Hokage Building. The fighting between the Anbu elites and Root elites stretched from the ground to the rooftop, and from the rooftop to the corridors on every floor. Blood stained the steps red, and bodies piled up at the entrance. The air was thick with the stench of blood and smoke from exploding explosive tags.
No one retreated. Every fallen ninja shouted "For Konoha" in the final moment of their life.
Danzo stood on the steps, his black combat uniform soaked in blood. The effects of the Forbidden Drug: Asura's Cinders surged through his body. His chakra flowed several times faster than usual, and his reflexes had reached their limit. He held a ninja blade, blood still dripping from its edge.
Hiruzen Sarutobi leaned against a pillar, a wound on his chest deep enough to expose bone. The Adamantine Staff had rolled to one side, its shaft covered in blood. His breathing was labored and his face deathly pale, but his gaze remained resolute.
"Danzo... you... have gone mad..."
His voice was hoarse.
"I haven't gone mad."
Danzo's voice was calm.
"I'm simply doing what Konoha needs me to do."
He raised his ninja blade, pointing its edge at Hiruzen Sarutobi's throat.
"Hiruzen, you've lost."
Just then, a streak of silver shot toward him from afar.
Danzo's pupils abruptly contracted.
He instinctively twisted aside. A kunai grazed his cheek and embedded itself in the pillar behind him. The Flying Thunder God formula was engraved on its blade.
Danzo whipped his head around.
Tobirama Senju stood at the foot of the Hokage Building's steps, his silver hair fluttering in the wind, cold fury burning in his red eyes. Injuries