The Dust Settles
The battlefield was unrecognizable.
Once a lush landscape of forests and rivers, now a wasteland of craters and shattered mountains.
Smoke still rose from the ruins, the very air thick with the lingering presence of unimaginable power.
For years to come, people would stand at this place and whisper its name.
The Battle Between Heaven and Earth.
Konoha Reacts
Word spread fast.
When the survivors returned, the entire village gathered, eyes filled with both awe and fear.
The names of the warriors who shook the heavens were spoken in hushed voices.
Madara Uchiha: The Demon of the Uchiha, wielding power beyond mortal comprehension.
Hashirama Senju: The God of Shinobi, the only one capable of stopping him.
Gojo Satoru: The Outsider, the unknown force who stood against Madara like an equal.
Children whispered of them in the streets.
Shinobi sat in silence, knowing they could never reach such heights.
The elders of Konoha bowed their heads, realizing just how small they truly were.
The battle had become legend.
The Valley of the End
At the heart of the battlefield, two monolithic statues were erected—
One of Hashirama Senju, standing tall with unwavering determination.
One of Madara Uchiha, frozen mid-attack, his war fan raised.
These statues stood as a reminder of what happens when gods wage war.
But when the stonemasons approached Gojo, asking where his monument should be placed, the sorcerer simply waved a hand.
"No thanks. Statues are for dead men."
And with that—he walked away.
Madara's Recovery
Deep within a hidden hideout, Madara Uchiha sat in silence.
His wounds were healing, but slowly. Even with his Rinnegan, even with Hashirama's stolen cells—he had never felt exhaustion like this before.
The battle had pushed him beyond anything he had ever faced.
But the worst part?
He had lost.
Not just to Hashirama.
But to Gojo.
That man… that damn blindfolded fool.
Madara clenched his fists. His Sharingan flared.
"This isn't over."
He had new plans to make.
And this time—he would not fail.
The Future Looms
Though the battle was over, the world had changed.
Nations whispered of what had transpired.
Shinobi spoke of the unimaginable power displayed that day.
And in the shadows, Madara prepared for his next move.
But one thing was certain—
The Battle Between Heaven and Earth was only the beginning.