[Comprehensive] Blue dye

Madara leaned against the rock wall exhaustedly, panting lowly, his hands supported on the rock wall dropped to his side, he tried to maintain a standing posture but his overdrawn physical strength did not allow it, and finally he could only slide weakly against the wall and fell to sit on the ground.

After taking a few breaths, he slowly raised his head and stared blankly at the roof of the cave made of mud. His eyes, which were sharp as blades before, couldn't hide his fatigue.

What a mess, him.

To be attacked from behind by someone unexpectedly, the more I lived, the more I went back.

Suddenly feeling very tired, Madara closed his eyes, the man's eyes that were no longer calm and cold were covered by eyelids, the limit of his body made him fall into a deep sleep, the first time since he was alone, it was not a peaceful sleep.

Lonely, cold, and silent, he stood in the darkness with his armor on, standing alone in the same place, let the endless darkness surround him, without fear, everything reflected in his pupils was black. Yes, black, still black, all the hopes and expectations, the resistance and unwillingness to fate are crumpled into a ball by Madara and deposited in the depths.

He has changed completely, allowing himself to sink, not asking for salvation and unwilling to be saved, and refusing to start with assistance.

I couldn't see my fingers, and even I merged into the darkness.

Madara felt that he had lost everything, and he couldn't keep what he wanted to protect and cherish.

What's the point of such a world?What is the value of existence?

Wrong, all of them...

He wants to use his own method to build an ideal world.

Thoughts are gradually drifting away, the original beauty still remains in the bumpy Madara heart, even if he is decisive and decisive, he can't discard it all as garbage, but just bury it deep in his heart, never touch it again as a restricted area.

Madara dreamed of the past, his life was playing like a slideshow, he watched with cold eyes, and suddenly at a certain segment, his whole being was drawn by memories, and his strength seemed to be drained so that he could not resist, and was just sucked into it by the vortex.

This time, from a different angle, Madara stood beside her young self and looked at her life again.

He is already a mature man, now looking back on the past, he always feels that he was stupid at that time.

His eyes were full of light when he was young, and he would smile happily because he learned new ninjutsu. He and his younger brothers practiced together and grew up together.

Madara remembers that he was stupid and naive at that time, with a dream in his heart, the corner of his mouth rose slightly, but then fell down quickly, and the deep pool called darkness in his eyes was boiling.

He is very clear that these scenes and all the good things only exist in the past, which he has lost.

The child gradually grew into a teenager, and began to accept tasks and go to the battlefield. He lived under the pressure of the next patriarch, and gradually faded the immaturity of the child. Then, the ruthless war took away the lives of his relatives. His wish changed at that time, becoming pure and simple, just wanting to protect important family members.

The screen switched to a forest, and Madara was shocked, and the hands around his chest were unknowingly loosened. He stared at the scene in front of him, and subconsciously took a step forward.

What catches the eye is a piece of snow-white, and the tall and straight figure standing alone by the stream, it is unmistakable, short brown hair, dreamlike wings, it is that man!

That person who occupies a certain amount of weight in Madara's life, who is regarded as a family by Madara, is very important, very important, but in the end...disappeared, leaving nothing behind.

Madara came to the man with light steps as if he was afraid of disturbing Aizen, stood beside him and stared at Aizen's side face seriously.

Even he himself didn't realize that the face that had been condensed for a long time softened. Madara looked at Aizen for a while, and then followed the other person's line of sight to look at the scenery reflected in the stream. Red rabbit eyes.

Suddenly a kunai hits fast, and before Madara can move, he sees the kunai flying far away by Aizen's wings. Madara is very close to Aizen, and easily catches the flash of those brown eyes. surprise.

Madara turned his head and Aizen faced his young self together. He remembered that this was the first time he met Aizen. Afterwards, Aizen, who could not be seen at that time, returned to the clan area earlier than him, and often walked in front of his eyes. , Madara made no secret of his vigilance and ignored the other party all day long with a stinky face, thinking that Aizen would naturally leave if he felt bored.

But Aizen's patience was surprisingly good, he didn't seem to mind his impolite attitude at all, his eyes always looked at him lightly, silently interrupting what he was about to say, who was still a little edgy at the time.

The change in Aizen came one day when the war almost made him lose his only remaining younger brother. It had nothing to do with him, and Aizen, who had to watch him put on a bad face all day long, helped him heal his younger brother without asking anything. It wasn't until this time that he realized that his thoughts were outrageously wrong. It was obviously such a good opportunity to extract rewards. As long as Quanna could be saved, he would do anything, but Aizen didn't have a single idea. Only then did Madara realize that Aizen didn't Not approaching oneself purposefully (big mistake).

As a teenager, I changed my attitude towards Aizen because of this, and my attitude changed accordingly. I was grateful in my heart, and thanked Aizen for saving Quanna.

What makes him a little bit apprehensive is that the younger brother who has been cured has a very affectionate attitude towards Aizen, and loves to run to Aizen whenever he has nothing to do.

The time spent with Aizen has accumulated longer and longer. Madara and Quanna also deeply understand that Aizen's interests are mostly like old men. He is obviously an elite youth, but his hobbies are not much different from those of old people. He likes tofu, tea, and other things. I have to go for a walk if I have nothing to do. Madara followed Aizen once, from leaving the village to returning to the village, I found that Aizen really went for a walk (or what?)!When he was a teenager, Madara suddenly felt a thunderbolt, and Aizen's mysterious, noble and elegant image shattered into pieces in his heart.

Aizen, the image is fragile, how can it not be maintained properly!

Although the image collapsed, Madara got closer to Aizen because of it.

The pupils reflected the young self and Quanna, and the scene of Aizen who had never changed in appearance, the man watched intently, his eyes were a bit caught up in the lingering memory and the coldness brought by the indelible loneliness.

Madara was born in the Warring States Period full of disputes. At that time, there was no system of one country, one village. The ninja organization was just an armed group based on a clan.

The Uchiha clan has outstanding chakra and sharing eyes, and is known as the fighting clan, and its reputation spreads far and wide. The one who is also known as the double wall with the Uchiha clan is the strongest Senju clan.

The two clans had clashed many times, and what awaited after this endless dispute was the demise of the clan. Finally, moved by the sincerity shown by Senju Hashima, Madara agreed to sign an agreement to change from opposing positions and work together.

But in the final analysis, Uchiha and Senshou are just water and oil, and it is impossible to get along well.

Madara's expression suddenly became very cold, and the glowing red eternal kaleidoscope Sharingan turned, and the world in the dream was unbearably broken into pieces, and one piece after another, pieces printed with scenes fell from the sky and sank to the feet. The black water that appeared.

[Blade, do you know what is the source of Uchiha's power? ]

[The source of power?Chakra?Or ninjutsu? ]

Madara, who was still a teenager, reacted quickly. He read out all the answers he thought of, but saw Aizen shaking his head with a smile.

[wrong. ]

[neither?How can it be! ]

[Still guessing? ]

Madara scratched her hair, shaking her head in confusion.

[unexpected...]

[Many people have the same answer as you, Madara, Shu or Chakra?It's not right, even you who are Uchihas don't understand the true nature of your heart. ]

Aizen stretched out his hand and pressed it on the dark-spotted head, his eyes were full of unconcealable interest, but it made people feel gentle.

Madara heard Aizen say the answer word by word in a magnetic voice.

[The source of power of the Uchiha clan is "love". ]

Love?

[Don't believe it?Also, even I don't quite understand that vocabulary myself, but, one day you will. ]

do you love...

Now Madara can somewhat understand that Aizen's words may be correct, but have you ever thought about Aizen?Love and hate are relative, just like life and death, light and darkness, the more love you invest, the more hate you will have when you lose it.

The false and beautiful dream was shattered, leaving only the cold and realistic darkness, Madara felt much quieter, and there was no need for those past memories to come out to shake his determination.

Even though the young self is in troubled times, there is still a piece of pure land in his heart. He does not need thrilling and bloody battles as a foil, which can calm his mind and completely relax his body and mind.

Madara's wish used to be very simple and pure. He just wanted to protect important people, and there was only one. However, he failed to protect Quan Nai well, and even the clansman entrusted by Quan Nai failed to protect him. Everything was added together, and the despair brought about led him to go to extremes in the end.

[Aizen!Quanna!What is your wish? ]

[Why do you ask this suddenly? ]

Quan Nai blinked her eyes, and expressed her wish cooperatively.

[I want world peace and no more wars. ]

Aizen patted Quanna's head and sighed.

[Sure enough, like the answer that Quanna would have]

[What about Aizen you!What is your wish? ]

Aizen glanced at Madara who was inexplicably excited, looked down at Quanna who closed her eyes and bowed her head obediently, and let herself be stroked, and answered slowly.

[I don't. ]

[How can it be! ] Madara yelled, seeing Aizen's flat expression and no longer seeming to be lying, he immediately withered, a little frustrated and let the other party think about it.

[Why do you want to know the answer?Is it possible that you want to fulfill my wish? ]

He hesitated at that time, but what he thought in his heart was an affirmative answer.

Aizen looked at Madara with a half-smile, the face of the other party was flushed with burning eyes, Aizen looked back before the other party exploded.

[It’s okay to think of one, then I hope that Madara can become the first person to have the eyes of reincarnation. This wish is a bit difficult and you may not be able to do it. ]

As soon as he made a wish, he shot the gun. Madara took a deep breath to resist the desire to go away. Aizen made a wish anyway, but it was still a wish to hide the deep meaning. Madara hates Aizen, and always likes to omit important things!

Complete the evolution of Sharingan, right?You wait for me to do it!

The last fragments fell into the water, and the turbulent ripples gradually calmed down. Finally, all the dream fragments reflecting memories sank to the bottom of the water, and the space returned to the original darkness.

The black-haired man in samurai armor opened his bright red kaleidoscope Sharingan, staring persistently at the empty front.

Soon, soon, Aizen.

He had obtained the inter-pillar cells in that battle in the Valley of the End, the wish of the eye of reincarnation... the day of completion is close at hand.

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