Where did Sunagakure go?
Moved?
Impossible. There had been no movement, no evacuation signs, no struggle. Nothing.
The Cloud Shinobi who had traveled to investigate the Sand Village returned and reported everything truthfully to the Third Raikage.
"Is that so?" Raikage's rough face twisted into confusion.
How could Sunagakure vanish into thin air? That was one of the Five Great Ninja Villages! No force could wipe out an entire shinobi stronghold without leaving a single trace.
Something was wrong.
The truth?
Kurama had obliterated Sunagakure with a massive Tailed Beast Bomb.
And after the destruction, Karura had cleaned the entire battlefield, erasing all evidence. Sand, dust, and rubble—everything was swept away by her mastery over the earth, leaving behind nothing but an endless desert.
No corpses. No wreckage. No signs of a fight.
Just silence.
So, when outsiders arrived, all they found was a vast, barren wasteland, as if Sunagakure had never existed.
"This is beyond strange..." Third Raikage muttered. His gut told him that something far greater was at play here. The Wind Country was one of the Five Great Nations. Even if Sunagakure had been attacked, some evidence should have remained.
Yet, there was nothing.
Something was very wrong.
But before he could dwell on it further, his son, Ay, interrupted his thoughts.
"Father, forget Sunagakure for now. We've found Four-Tails' whereabouts."
The Third Raikage's eyes lit up. "Good work, son!"
Cloud Shinobi were after Four-Tails for one reason—Kurama.
The current Jinchūriki of Four-Tails, Roshi, had long had ideological conflicts with the Third Tsuchikage, Onoki. Because of that, he never resided permanently in Iwagakure, making his movements difficult to track.
But now, Cloud Shinobi had found his location.
Roshi would be lingering in a remote region of the Earth Country for at least ten more days.
This was their opportunity.
Cloud Village had no tailed beast of their own. And if they couldn't have one, no other village should either. That was their philosophy.
"Send this information to Brother Kurama immediately!" Third Raikage ordered.
"Yes, Lord Raikage!"
Killer Bee grinned. "Yo, I got this! The message is on its way!"
With that, the Eight-Tails Jinchūriki leaped into action, setting off at high speed.
Yet, even as Cloud Shinobi prepared for their next move, the disappearance of Sunagakure weighed heavily on Third Raikage's mind.
"Could it be... him?"
His body tensed as a terrifying thought crossed his mind.
"No... that's impossible."
Brother Kurama had no grudge against Sunagakure. He had already taken their One-Tail. There was no reason for him to wipe out the entire village.
And besides, who in their right mind would even want the barren wasteland that was the Land of Wind?
No nation had ever wanted to invade it. In every Great Ninja War, it was Sand Shinobi who launched attacks on others, never the other way around.
Nobody wanted that land.
Still, the sheer mystery of Sunagakure's disappearance sent a shiver down the Third Raikage's spine.
"The shinobi world is shifting again... something big is coming."
A few days later, news of Sunagakure's disappearance reached Konoha.
Inside the Hokage's office, Tsunade examined a scroll brought by none other than Killer Bee himself.
Killer Bee? A major figure in Cloud Village delivering information personally?
This wasn't ordinary news.
"So, this is meant for Kurama?" Tsunade mused, a smirk playing on her lips. "Interesting."
She turned to a nearby attendant. "Summon Kurama. Now."
Minutes later, Kurama strolled into the Hokage's office, his expression unreadable. He took the scroll and unsealed its contents.
His eyes flickered with mild amusement.
"So Cloud Shinobi found Four-Tails before we did?" he muttered.
He had assumed the Third Raikage's promise to assist in tracking Jinchūriki was mere politeness. But it seemed the man was serious.
Cloud Village had gone to great lengths to gather intelligence for him.
They wanted something in return. That much was clear.
Tsunade leaned forward, eyeing him carefully. "So? What does it say?"
Kurama smirked, his voice teasing. "Getting impatient, Tsunade?"
He moved closer, resting his head against her shoulder and breathing softly against her skin.
"Why the sudden informality? You're not calling me 'Master Kurama' anymore. Do you need a reminder?"
Tsunade's eye twitched. "This bastard..."
She sighed, rolling her eyes. "Enough with your nonsense."
Kurama chuckled. "Fine, fine. The scroll details the location of Four-Tails' Jinchūriki, Roshi. That's all."
Tsunade frowned. "Cloud Shinobi seem very interested in Jinchūriki lately."
Kurama leaned back. "Maybe they're just sore losers. If they can't have something, they'd rather no one else have it. Typical greedy behavior."
Tsunade thought for a moment before nodding. "That... actually makes sense."
"So, Master Kurama, when do you plan to make your move?"
Kurama stretched lazily. "Why rush? He'll be there for another ten days. We've got time. Might as well enjoy ourselves first."
Tsunade smacked his arm. "Enjoy yourself, my ass. Take this seriously."
Kurama just grinned.
Meanwhile, in Iwagakure, the disappearance of Sunagakure had reached Onoki's ears.
The elderly Third Tsuchikage almost fell over in shock upon hearing the news.
"What did you say?! The whole damn village vanished?!"
He had lived through multiple ninja wars, but never had he heard of something this absurd. Villages didn't just disappear!
Kitsuchi, his son, stood beside him, arms crossed. "That's what the reports say. There's no trace of Sunagakure anymore."
Onoki scowled. "First, the strongest Kazekage in history vanishes, and now the entire damn village?!"
He clenched his fists. "Something is terribly wrong."
Kitsuchi sighed. "If no one confesses to what happened, this will go down as the biggest mystery in shinobi history."
Onoki nodded grimly. "The ninja world is on the verge of chaos once again."
Far beneath the surface, in a dimly lit underground chamber, an old man sat, his frail body connected to a series of tubes, barely clinging to life.
His hair, long and white, fell in jagged strands over his face. His back was hunched, his breathing slow and measured.
It was none other than Madara Uchiha.
Though the world believed he had died at the hands of Hashirama Senju at the Valley of the End, that was a lie. He had used a pre-planned Izanagi to rewrite his own fate, ensuring his survival.
He had prepared for everything.
The flesh he had stolen from Hashirama's body had allowed him to awaken the Rinnegan, granting him access to godlike abilities.
But for now, his eyes were absent.
He had given them to Nagato, knowing the Uzumaki's powerful chakra would allow him to wield the Rinnegan's abilities.
One day, Nagato would use Rinne Tensei to resurrect him.
Until then, he would wait.
Black Zetsu slithered into the room, its eerie voice whispering, "Madara-sama, something extraordinary has happened."
Madara's tired eyes flickered with interest. "Oh? It's rare for you to sound so excited. What is it?"
Black Zetsu chuckled. "The shinobi world is changing, and chaos is spreading once more."
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