'Thoughts'
"Kurama/Bijuu speech..."
"Minato communicating with Naruko inside her head..."
"Hagoromo speech"
"Normal speech..."
Jutsu name...
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"In peace, sons bury their FATHERS. In war, fathers bury their SONS." ~ Herodotus
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Third-person POV:
An eerie silence prevailed over the bloody battlefield that was broken by the ragged and heavy breathing of a man who was holding a young girl close to his chest. The ground on which the man sat cradling the body of the girl was once a beautiful shade of greenish-yellow, full of flowers. That same ground had now turned into a nasty shade of bloody brown and was littered with huge white trees- no- husks that had once been the captors of the humans inside them.
The sky which once reflected the color of the girl's eyes had changed as well. It was once a shade of relaxing light cerulean-oceanic blue but had now morphed into a spine-chilling shade of blood-red... as if it was reflecting the destruction that had been caused on the earth beneath it.
It was daytime, yet there were no clouds or sun present in the sky, there was only a moon, a blood-red moon...but it wasn't accompanied by any stars. This sight could be frightening for anyone, civilian and shinobi alike, but then again no was left alive to reflect upon such an anomaly.
Upon a closer look, one would find that the man and the girl wore similar haori's...white with red fire patterns at the hem...the only thing that made them different from each other was the kanji on the back. The kanji on the man's haori said 'Yondaime Hokage' while the one on the girl's haori said 'Rokudaime Hokage'.
Another thing that just stood out about the duo was that both of them had golden-blonde hair and sun-kissed tanned skin. The only difference was that she had three adorable whisker marks on each of her cheeks. The girl looked like the female version of the man. Which was indeed true after all the girl was the man's only daughter.
This man was the hero of Konoha, known and feared far and wide even in his death as 'Konoha-no-Kiri-Senkoi'. He who had sacrificed himself 22 years ago in order to protect his village and more importantly his king, his daughter.
He had been reanimated into the world of living along with the previous 3 Hokages through Edo-Tensei. The forbidden jutsu had initially been used in order to answer the questions of the wayward last Uchiha. However, the three leaders had used this as an opportunity to turn the tide of the 4th Great Shinobi War towards the favor of the Shinobi Alliance, no matter how brief it had been.
The said predecessors had already been 'released' from the land of the living- and none too willingly- by Madara and Kaguya at different points of time during the course of their battle. He could never forget the expression of unbridled fury on the Nidaime's face as Madara used his own creation against him. Could never forget the way the Shodaime gave one last sorrowful look, a small smile of resignation on his face as his body crumbled into ashes from Kaguya's attack, and try as hard as he may, he could never forget the look of unbounded compassion and extreme guilt on the Sandaime's face that was directed towards Naruko as his body hit the boiling lava.
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