The place looked frugal, yet beautiful at the same time. There were different kinds of flowers and plants here and there, a path large enough for multiple men to fit walking on, where stones surrounded it. A few trees around the corners, some torches for light attached on the separated fences surrounding the place where the Festival was going to occur in.
It was going to be night when the Blessing happens, so it'd be more interesting to watch in the dark, you know? Just the perfect timing. It's currently evening and no one has to put their work aside as evening's are often when work is finished.
Now everyone is just having fun here and there, eating, practicing, checking out stuff, etcetera. The alliance wasn't as bad afterall, no need to be at each-other's throats.
Naruto and Sasuke will exist later on, the Uchiha massacre does not happen and reincarnations of Ashura and Indra will still be stopped. No Fourth Great Shinobi War will occur.
This is a world where Black Zetsu's plans fail and succumb, not supposedly.
And soon it turned night, the moon shone bright, the place looked like something out of ordinary that were used nowadays, some traditional shops were still there, except they were closed with torches on the sides for some light at least. It was time the Blessing was to occur, everyone was around the place, waiting for the Blessing.Well, the Uchiha's asked around where the Blessing was taking place as they were scattered around and so here they were. The Blessing then begun with the sound of drums, the few dancers coming out and walking in rhythm, then the musicians that were playing the drum made the introduction of the dance, the drumsticks hitting the drums in a fast motion, and it immediately transitioned smoothly after three seconds to a different beat, and the dancers started dancing, some showy movements here and there, moving expertly, they even moved around in a circle and went back in their original positions, no mistakes made.
Most of the audience watched in amazement, some Uchiha even had their sharingan activated, recording the whole thing for it to be imprinted in their memories. Yes, even Izuna.
There were torches that two dancers held, moving it professionally here and there, making sure to not burn anything. The place where the Blessing was currently occurring in was simple, some stone lanterns there, beautiful trees surrounding the place. There was a short stage where the dancers danced, the musicians on the sides.
The dancers movements weren't as showy, but oh they were impressing, the clothes and accessories they wore were also dancing, because of the fast and sudden movements (obviously), the movements were different each and every single time, it's like they had never-ending ideas for new movements, how creative. Too creative, if Izuna or Madara must say so themselves. It's a real wonder how they got all of that memorized up in their heads and by instinct. The movements weren't too fast at some times, but mainly fast.
Hell, the Uchiha never got bored of these for the past hours, albeit most kids that were also here fell asleep in their guardian's arms, yes, it ends at midnight. The Uchiha weren't even focused in anything other than these dancers with their surprising movements, they didn't even break a sweat.
Soon though, the dance ended and the Blessing was done, people clapped their hands. The Uchiha were escorted back to the exit by Hashirama and everyone headed off, today was one hell of a day.
The elite nin were still there, watching. To clarify, Madara hired Shinobi to guard the village, each separated for daytime and nighttime.
Everyone was asleep after heading off to bed. That was new.
—TO BE CONTINUED—
NOTE: Apologies if this doesn't make sense or if it's too short, took too long, etc.- By the way in the previous part where Hashirama said the dancers were going to dance for 6 hours, I wasn't thinking right and I've already written this, so here you go😅
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