Land of Rain, outside a hidden cave.
Heavy rain poured endlessly, the sky above forever locked in a dull, oppressive gray.
This was the scar of the Ninja World—an eternal battlefield soaked in sorrow and war.
Shua!
Space distorted.
Two figures appeared out of thin air on the muddy ground.
The rain approached within three feet of them, only to be repelled by an invisible chakra field, not even touching their clothes.
Uchiha Tobirama stood with his hands behind his back, expression calm and indifferent.
Beside him was Uchiha Madara—restored to his youthful peak, clad in red battle armor, exuding an overwhelming, tyrannical aura.
"So this is the Land of Rain… What an unpleasant place. The air reeks of mildew."
Madara frowned as he scanned the surroundings. Though his eyes had not yet recovered the Rinnegan, they were still sharp and full of disdain.
"Tobirama, why bring me here? Didn't you say we were returning to Konoha?"
"Why the rush?"
Tobirama walked forward toward a dilapidated wooden house not far away.
"Your eyes are still being kept in someone else's sockets. You don't intend to retrieve them?"
"What?"
Madara's body stiffened. He stopped abruptly and stared at Tobirama in disbelief.
"You… how do you know I transplanted the Rinnegan elsewhere?"
"And how do you know they're here?!"
This was his greatest secret.
Only he and Black Zetsu knew the full details.
No one else.
"Did you really think there's anything in this world I don't know?"
Tobirama didn't even turn his head.
"Keep up. Your eyes are inside."
…
Inside the wooden house.
A warm, quiet atmosphere filled the space.
Jiraiya sat cross-legged beside a fire, carefully instructing two children on chakra control.
One was the orange-haired Yahiko. The other was the quiet Nagato, his red hair partially covering his eyes.
Although Amegakure no longer existed due to changes in the timeline, fate still seemed to have brought them together.
Konan, however, had remained in Konoha under Tobirama's instruction.
"Nagato, your chakra volume is enormous, but you must learn to control it—"
Jiraiya suddenly stopped.
Boom!
A terrifying chakra pressure descended from outside.
The air seemed to freeze. Even the sound of rain outside was swallowed by the overwhelming presence.
It felt as though an ancient beast had opened its eyes.
Jiraiya's expression changed drastically. He stood up instantly, shielding the two children behind him while gripping a kunai.
"This chakra… it even surpasses the old man…"
The door slowly opened.
Uchiha Tobirama walked in calmly.
Behind him stood a man whose very presence made the Ninja World tremble.
"Yo, Jiraiya."
Tobirama greeted casually.
"Instead of governing Amegakure, you're hiding out here raising kids?"
"T-Tobirama-sama?"
Jiraiya let out a breath of relief the moment he saw him.
If it was this man, there was no danger.
But then his eyes shifted behind Tobirama.
A man in red armor, long black hair flowing, eyes cold and tyrannical.
That chakra… that presence…
Jiraiya's pupils shrank to pinpoints.
He had seen this face in the highest-level Konoha records.
"U… Uchiha… Madara?"
His voice cracked.
"Impossible… he died at the Valley of the End! And he looks so young!"
Madara glanced at him coldly.
"So this is Konoha's current generation? Pathetic."
"Tobirama, is this your subordinate? Weak."
"This has nothing to do with me," Tobirama replied. "That's Monkey's disciple."
Jiraiya froze.
Then Tobirama ignored him and looked directly at Nagato.
"Come here."
Nagato stiffened instantly. The pressure of bloodline suppression made him unable to move.
He subconsciously looked toward Jiraiya.
"We are all adults here!"
Jiraiya stepped forward, though his legs trembled.
"This child is just a war orphan—what are you planning to do?!"
"Orphan?"
Tobirama sneered.
"Jiraiya, you still haven't noticed?"
"Those eyes don't belong to him."
"They are Uchiha Madara's Rinnegan."
"What?!"
Jiraiya and Yahiko both exclaimed.
Nagato instinctively covered his eyes, panic flashing across his face.
Madara lost patience.
Blue chakra erupted around him.
"Enough nonsense."
"Those are my eyes. I'm simply taking back what belongs to me."
A single glance of pressure made Jiraiya stumble backward.
This was Uchiha Madara.
Even without his eyes, he suppressed a Kage-level shinobi with sheer presence.
"That's enough, Madara. Don't scare the children."
Tobirama lightly patted his shoulder.
Then he turned to Jiraiya.
"I'm not taking them for nothing."
"The Rinnegan is too much for him. It drains his life force."
"I'll remove them and replace them with normal eyes. That's better for him."
Jiraiya fell silent.
He knew it was true.
Every use of those eyes left Nagato weak and exhausted.
And more importantly… he had no choice in front of these two monsters.
"…Fine."
He stepped aside.
"Nagato, go. Tobirama-sama won't harm you."
Nagato walked forward, trembling.
"Will I… die?"
"Die?"
Tobirama placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Hard to die under me."
Shua!
Space twisted as they vanished into the inner room.
…
Ten minutes later.
A violent surge of chakra erupted.
Then—
Hahahahaha!!!
A wild, arrogant laugh shattered the roof.
"They're back!! Finally back!!"
"This feeling… this power!!"
"I am complete!!"
BOOM!
The wooden house exploded.
Uchiha Madara rose into the sky, arms spread wide as if embracing the world.
His black hair whipped wildly in the wind.
And in his eyes—
The Rinnegan.
True Rinnegan.
The pressure of his chakra scattered the rain clouds above.
Jiraiya collapsed to the ground, staring upward.
Only one thought remained:
Unstoppable.
At that moment, Tobirama walked out with Nagato.
Nagato now wore bandages over his eyes, his aura far more stable.
Tobirama had given him ordinary eyes—more suitable for an Uzumaki.
"How does it feel?"
Tobirama looked up at Madara.
Madara landed instantly in front of him.
His expression was now filled with excitement and respect.
He clenched his fists.
"Better than ever."
"I feel like I could crush my past self with one punch."
"This power… is thanks to you."
Tobirama glanced at Jiraiya, still frozen in disbelief.
"Let's go."
He placed a hand on Madara's shoulder.
"Back to Konoha."
"The great nations are still watching."
"It's time they feel what a perfect Shura looks like."
"Hmph."
Madara grinned savagely.
"Exactly what I was waiting for."
"My fists have been itching for too long."
Shua!
Flying Thunder God activated.
Both figures vanished.
Leaving behind a ruined house… and a Ninja World that no longer felt real.
Jiraiya stared at the empty sky.
"The world… is changing."
"Uchiha Madara is back…"
"And Tobirama stands above everything…"
"The Ninja World… is entering the era of Uchiha."
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