2 Chapter 1

The moment after Madara spoke with Hashirama one final time as his last breath was leaving his body and his vision was fading, Hashirama gave him one last smile as the legendary Uchiha's eyes closed forever. Shortly after, the rest of the resurrected shinobi were also disappearing along side the Sage of the Six Paths. Madara awoke to the feeling of water underneath him before he stood up to see he was in a place where everything was dark and the floor was covered in water.

He looked around, but everything was too dark to see. "Where am I? Is this supposed to be Hell?" Madara asked himself.

"You are in the afterlife, reincarnation of Indra," Hagoromo said as he was floating behind him with a casual expression. Madara spun around quickly to see a old man before him, but he was powerless to do anything against him as all of his strength and powers were gone the moment he died.

"Is this suppose to be my Hell? I don't know who you are, but if this is suppose to be my Hell where it's an endless void, then you can do better than that." He said as he crossed his arms over his chest while staring at the man with an intense glare. Hagoromo smiled at Madara as he finally got the chance to speak with him after all this time. "Madara Uchiha, the place you are in is definitely not Hell as I have take you to a place where I can speak with you. And as for who I am... I am Hagoromo Otsutsuki, also known as the Sage of the Six Paths."

Madara's eyes widened a little bit. "What is the Sage of the Six Paths doing here talking with me? What are you scheming old man?"

"Well Madara... After I have observed you for a very long time as the reincarnation of Indra, I have noticed how much you truly wanted to give the people of the world a life to be exempt from pain, suffering, and emptiness, but the way you have done it was not how it was suppose to go. That is why I want to help you change and remove that cycle of hate withing just like how Sasuke and Naruto did... You will be reborn as this second chance at life will be my greatest gift to you. Redeem the sins you have piled up. Even though you became the Sage of the Six Paths and put everyone under the Infinite Tsukuyomi, I am still willingly giving you a second chance to break the curse that was placed upon you." He said.

"So you're just going to bring me back to life then? After everything I did, you're still giving me a second chance?" Madara asked.

Hagoromo nodded. "I am, but not in the Elemental nations."

Madara was confused. "Then what do you mean then? Where are you taking me?"

"To a world that is far more different the world you grew up in as this world is has lost its self and the people have given up. The world you will be in will look and feel completely foreign to you as the world functions far more differently than how the Elemental Nations do. There are rules that more strict in this world where you cannot break or bend in anyway." Hagoromo explained to him.

Hagoromo's explanation has left him confused as he had no clue what he was going on about. "Why are you even bothering giving me another chance at life? I might not follow your rules as I could try to do the same thing in this world you are talking about. Besides... I am tired of living in constant fighting and war as I have lived and died multiple times that it is starting to tire me." Hagoromo could see the emptiness in Madara's eyes as he was tired.

"You may think like that, Madara... You have lived a life that was filled with loneliness and suffering. You are the ghost of the Uchiha that was relentless and brutal, but before all that, you were a kind and a heartfelt person. Just like, Sasuke, you still hold onto the past. Hashirama and Izuna are two of the most important memories that shows me that you hold onto a past with regret." He explained to him.

Madara's fists tightened up, but he didn't say anything to him.

"Seeing you in this state reminds of my, Indra... I believe that if the endless cycle of hate between my two sons could end with Sasuke and Naruto, then that endless cycle of hate is possible to end with you. That's enough, for now... It's time for you to depart the afterlife once again, Madara. There will be many hardships and struggles that will come your way, but always remember this. Don't lose your path." Hagoromo said before he tapped the water with his staff that transported Madara away.

Madara woke up as he from the ground. He looked at his hands as he could feel that he was alive again, but he quickly realized the Sage was really being serious about bringing him back. He looked up to see different buildings and weird things on the road moving. He was confused and impressed at the same time.

"Where in the hell am I?" He asked as he walked forward a little. As Madara looked around he saw that people were giving him strange looks. He was looking at the different items of clothing they were wearing.

Civilians walked passed him while giving him weird glances. "What is that man wearing?" A woman asked her husband.

"Hahahaha, this guy is probably dressing up as some samurai warrior." A teenager said.

Madara ignored the people that were making fun of him. He looked around for anything that would help him grasp the situation or to at least gain some type of information before progressing. "I need to figure out where I am. What did that bastard do?" He said as he was walking down a sidewalk.

Madara walked around endlessly, looking at the weird place he was sent to. "What is this strange and bizarre place? There are eyes everywhere with every turn you take. Children playing amongst each other with smiles and joy. No sign of worry or fear as everyone doesn't look frightened or even remotely scared as they are moving along with their mundane lives. I haven't seen anything like this..." He spoke to himself.

"I should just get my bearings first and observe the situation first, I don't want to bring attention to myself without knowing the possible attack strength of others." Madara was walking and wasn't paying attention when he bumped into someone.

"Hey! watch where your goi-" The young female stopped what she was going to say when she looked up to see who was the person who bumped into her, but the moment she did, she noticed how rigid his expression was. She was too terrified to even finish her sentence as he looked like he was controlling her life with strings the way he was glaring at her.