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... illage alone.
Clad in black, his long, flowing hair cascaded down his back. He carried a sickle and a fan, walking towards the golden sunset. His figure was proud, yet tinged with a sense of desolation and loneliness.
He was Uchiha Madara.
Three days ago, he had lost the election for Hokage. Hashirama Senju had won by an overwhelming majority, ascending to the position of Hokage.
Reality was completely different from what Hashirama had promised. Not only had Madar ...
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