Even though the First Hokage, Hashirama, despised war, for the sake of Konoha, he had no choice but to fight. Unlike Tobirama and Hiruzen, who would sacrifice anything for Konoha, believing their decisions were always correct, Hashirama's heart was more conflicted. However, it's important to remember that this man, who abhorred conflict, was the very one who killed Madara Uchiha with his own hands.
Though Hashirama might have hesitated before acting, once he did, there was no turning back. He would never allow Konoha to be destroyed.
On the other side, Daniel had already revived Minato and Kushina, but he made it clear that he wouldn't revive the other three Hokage or Madara. To the First, Second, and Third Hokage, Daniel was undoubtedly the mastermind behind this chaos, the villain pulling the strings. The fact that Orochimaru and the others stood firmly behind him only reinforced that belief.
"Lord Hokage, the so-called 'God of Shinobi,' I'm not your opponent," Daniel said, smiling. "But I've arranged someone special for you, an old friend you might remember." As he spoke, one of the masked ANBU members standing behind him stepped forward, performing the release jutsu to dispel his transformation. The figure revealed himself as none other than Madara Uchiha.
"Hahaha! Hashirama, is this the village you worked so hard to protect? How ridiculous! I almost couldn't hold back my laughter earlier!" Madara roared with laughter, his voice echoing throughout the area as he gazed at Hashirama.
"Madara..." The sudden appearance of Madara stunned both Hiruzen and Tobirama. Hashirama, on the other hand, looked at his old friend with a complex expression, filled with regret and sorrow.
Tobirama and Hiruzen exchanged glances, realizing that the situation had escalated far beyond their control. Initially, they had felt confident because of Hashirama's presence, knowing his unmatched strength would crush any opponent. But with Madara in the picture, everything changed. Even though Hashirama had defeated Madara in the past, that didn't mean Madara was easy to deal with—especially now, when both were resurrected with the Edo Tensei jutsu.
"Hashirama, in the end, I've won! Your ideals were wrong, and mine were right!" Madara shouted, pointing at Hashirama, his voice filled with excitement.
To finally surpass Hashirama and prove his ideology was right meant more to Madara than anything else.
"Madara..." Hashirama sighed. Meeting Madara again in such circumstances weighed heavily on him. If not for the imminent threat to Konoha, he would have had much to say to his old friend. But now, there were more pressing matters.
"Hmph, I never imagined the great Madara Uchiha would allow himself to be controlled like a puppet," Tobirama sneered, his sharp eyes on Madara.
"Tobirama, save your clever tricks for someone else. I'll overlook your insolence this time because your words are nothing more than the wails of a defeated dog," Madara retorted coldly. Then, with a sly grin, he added, "I'll let you in on something: Konoha won't be destroyed. But when the dust settles, it won't be under Senju rule anymore. The Uchiha will take over, and Sasuke Uchiha will be the new Hokage. Don't worry, Tobirama, I won't erase your clan from history. Unlike how you erased the Uchiha's role as founders of Konoha, I'll make sure the Senju are remembered—just as the selfish clan that destroyed the Uchiha."
Madara's mocking tone and smug smile sent Tobirama and Hiruzen into a rage, their faces contorted with anger.
"Who would believe such lies?" Tobirama shouted, his eyes filled with fury.
"Why wouldn't they? Just like how no one remembers me now, and the Uchiha's role in founding Konoha has been erased. In twenty or thirty years, who do you think the people will believe?" Madara's gaze pierced through Tobirama. "You should know this better than anyone. You were the one who perfected this method of rewriting history."
"Hmph, he learns quickly," Daniel thought to himself, smirking. He had shared documents and historical records with Madara about the manipulation of narratives, and Madara had quickly applied that knowledge. Originally, Daniel had collected these materials to help manage future resistance against Konoha, but he hadn't expected Madara to use them so adeptly.
Madara's words echoed the philosophy of the pirate Doflamingo from another world: "Pirates are evil? The Marines are righteous? These labels have been swapped countless times throughout history. To those who don't know war, and to those who don't know peace, their values will always differ. The winner will be the one who defines justice."
Hashirama had won, so Madara was painted as evil. If Madara had won, the story would have been completely different. History is written by the victors, just like how the World Nobles in another world, despite their heinous actions, are protected as the creators of the world. In the ninja world, most people don't even remember Madara or the Uchiha's role in Konoha's founding, just as they wouldn't know the truth of the Uchiha's marginalization.
"Hashirama, you've changed," Madara said, eyeing his old friend. "Once, you would have fought with strength alone. But now, you play these word games like your brother."
"Enough talk!" Hashirama quickly formed hand seals, preparing to release the Edo Tensei binding on him. Tobirama and Hiruzen followed suit, trying to undo the technique as well.
"Very well, but let's take this fight elsewhere," Madara said.
"Agreed," Hashirama replied, and the two shinobi disappeared, heading toward a distant battlefield where they could fight without interruption.
"I'll handle this," Sasuke said, stepping forward to confront Tobirama, but Daniel stopped him.
"Patience. Let them fight first," Daniel said calmly, his eyes shifting to Kushina and Minato.
"I'll explain everything later," Kushina reassured Minato, who nodded in understanding before turning his attention to Tobirama, ready for battle.
"This is your fight now," Daniel said, smiling as the four shinobi prepared to face off.
"Tobirama," Hiruzen said, signaling with a glance. Understanding immediately, Hiruzen unleashed a large-scale Fire Style: Dragon Flame Bomb, a massive fire dragon hurtling toward Minato, Kushina, and Daniel's group.
"Could Hiruzen's hatred for the Uchiha be rooted in the overlap between the Uchiha's and Sarutobi's positions in the village?" Daniel mused. The Sarutobi Clan, also known for its fire jutsu, had always lived in the shadow of the Uchiha, who had the added advantage of the Sharingan.
"Maybe that's why..." Daniel chuckled. "But it won't matter soon." As Tobirama dashed through the flames, aiming to strike, Daniel casually raised his hand.
"Room. Shambles."
In an instant, Daniel's group was teleported dozens of meters away, while a massive explosion erupted where they had just stood.
"The Mutual Multiplying Explosive Tags Jutsu... Now this is how you really use Edo Tensei," Daniel thought, impressed by Tobirama's ruthlessness.
The Edo Tensei technique's true purpose wasn't to drag out fights endlessly. Instead, it was a tool for kamikaze tactics—where a shinobi could use suicidal explosions and self-destruction over and over. Even Deidara, resurrected with Edo Tensei, could repeatedly use his ultimate self-destruction technique, although at a lesser power level than when he was alive.
"That was close," Suigetsu gasped, clinging to Jugo for support, his body shaking with fear as he wiped sweat from his forehead.
"That technique..." Minato, who had dodged Hiruzen's fire with a teleportation jutsu, looked toward Daniel, his expression growing serious. Daniel's ability to teleport others without touching them far exceeded his own Flying Thunder God technique. The implications were enormous. He could easily manipulate battles by sending enemies into traps or repositioning allies at will.
"This man..." Tobirama, having restored his body after the explosion, looked at Daniel with a grim expression. He had instantly recognized the danger of Daniel's abilities, understanding that Daniel's space-time manipulation surpassed even his own.
"Kushina, leave Hiruzen to me," Minato said, stepping forward to face Tobirama.
"Understood," Kushina replied, her eyes narrowing as she dashed toward Hiruzen.
Boom!
Suddenly, a thunderous explosion rocked the battlefield from hundreds of meters away. Two towering figures emerged in the distance—Madara's Susanoo clashing with Hashirama's Wood Golem.
"So that's the power of the God of Shinobi and Madara Uchiha? I'm glad I didn't live in that era," Suigetsu said, his body trembling as he saw the two titans battle, his nervousness soaking through his clothes.
"Don't be so envious. One day, you'll wield power even greater than theirs,"
Daniel said softly, noticing the awe on Sasuke's face.
"Really?" Suigetsu gasped in disbelief.
Boom!
Meanwhile, the battle between Hashirama and Madara intensified. Without the Nine-Tails to enhance his Susanoo, Madara was still managing to overpower Hashirama's Wood Golem. Hashirama's legendary Wood Dragon was swiftly torn apart by Madara's sword.
"You're as persistent as ever, Tobirama. Now leave!" Minato shouted as he clashed with Tobirama, the two shinobi using their respective teleportation techniques in a blur of high-speed movement.
As Tobirama moved in for another strike, Daniel used his Shambles ability to teleport him away again, forcing him back into the fray.
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