Mass destruction. No matter which way you turned, nearly nothing was left standing besides dirt and rubble. Sadness and devastation were everywhere. There was no escape. This wasn't supposed to happen. This kind of thing was never supposed to happen ever again. I was given a promise that a war of this magnitude would never occur again, and yet the very person who made that promise was the very same man who began this war in the first place. Sure, he might be being controlled by those hideous creatures that everyone kept calling "Zetsu", but I knew him. He wouldn't have been controlled by anything or anybody if he hadn't allowed it in the first place. For some reason, much beyond my comprehension, he wanted this; He wanted the very thing I despised. And I was possibly the only person who could change his mind. ........... Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or anything within the series. All rights go to it's creator.