"My dream is shattered, but…your dream will continue, Hashirama."
Ninja, village, peace.
All fetters were cut off at this moment. With the last trace of nostalgia for this world, Uchiha Madara closed his eyes.
In the dark, Uchiha Madara seemed to have a long dream.
This dream is the long-awaited peace.
The five powers live in peace, the ninjas support each other, and the entire ninja world is thriving. There are no more war disputes, no brutal rebellion, everything is so perfect.
In this dream, Uchiha Madara dreamed of a stone statue of himself on Mount Hokage. He stood on a stone statue overlooking the whole village. The prosperous village made him feel gratified.
Suddenly, the clear sky turned black. The clear sun disappeared and was replaced by a cold full moon.
This sudden scene shocked Uchiha Madara
What is this?"
Uchiha Madara opened his eyes, but felt a sense of weakness in his body, as if the Chakra in his body had disappeared. The blurred vision gradually became clear, and when Uchiha Madara saw the scene in front of him, his eyes were dull in vain.
The dream has not disappeared!
It is still that cold full moon.
What you see is a vast expanse of sky; the stars of the past are nowhere to be seen, only the cold night is left.
The sky is so unfamiliar, with the smell of killing and blood everywhere. The icy moonlight, like a sharp blade, brings people shuddering fear all the time.
Uchiha Madara struggled to get up, and when he saw the scene around him, the stormy sea turned up in his heart.
The vast yellow sand, barren land.
Unlike the familiar Ninja World, this is a truly barren land. Except for the yellow sand piled up into the mountains, there are no other sights.
"Where is this place? Why is it so deserted? Isn't this place Ninja World?"
Uchiha Madara's pupils shrank suddenly. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his mind, and his memory became messy. Madara closed his eyes tightly and endured the pain with difficulty.
After a long time, when Uchiha Madara opened his eyes again, he understood everything.
Yes, he is dead.
However, the Goddess of Luck once again favored him. By accident, Uchiha Madara is reborn again!
This unfamiliar barren land is the geographical space where hollow and Arrancar live.
"Hueco Mundo"!
Uchiha Madara, who once stood at the top of the Ninja World, crossed to "Hueco Mundo".
It is still the sharp gaze, the all-encompassing confidence.
What if it is unfamiliar "Hueco Mundo"?
Unknown, fear, killing.
Even at the lowest end of the food chain, Uchiha Madara still has the confidence to climb upwards, eventually standing at the top and becoming the man in control of everything.
This confidence comes from the bones. Madara is not afraid of rebirth, nor is he afraid of being weak, he has unshakable self-confidence, just because he is Uchiha Madara!
Uchiha Madara was determined and stood up slowly. He looked around and was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a river not far away.
Dragging a weak body, Uchiha Madara came to this small river with difficulty. Along the way, Madara was puzzled as to why this body was so uncoordinated, as if it had changed.
With the doubts in her heart, Madara came to the river.
When he cast his gaze on the river, through the reflection of the river, Madara saw an unbelievable scene.
The previous doubts were not accidental, because his appearance had changed drastically.
No longer the original appearance, but completely changed into another appearance.
Skeleton-shaped body with clearly visible bones. Especially the heavy mask concealed Madara's original appearance.
"This look…"
Madara's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was so familiar with it.
Susanoo's original form!
For a moment, Uchiha Madara was silent. He did not expect that he would be reborn in Susanoo's original form. More importantly, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't tear off the mask on his face.
It seems that some kind of powerful force is needed to destroy this mask.
"Unexpectedly… I would also become a monster."
Uchiha Madara sighed softly, his words were more of a mockery of the ill-fated.
However, even Madara himself was boring. When he complained about the unfair fate, his eyes quietly changed.
A small piece is split into the center of the pupil, forming a small jade.
One Tomoe Sharingan!