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Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound was impossible to describe—like the planet itself was cracking apart.
On the screen, the second meteor, carrying the force to annihilate the world, slammed into the first. At that instant, the massive rock that Ōnoki and Gaara had barely held in place shattered like an eggshell under a hammer.
Boulders the size of houses rained down like torrential hail, screaming through the air as they crushed the Ninja Allied Forces below.
But this wasn't even the worst part.
The true terror was the second meteor itself. It obliterated every obstacle in its path and slammed into the ground with a thundering force.
Boom!
The earth itself seemed to scream.
The shockwave radiated outward in an instant, dozens of kilometers in every direction. The ground heaved like an ocean. Thousands of ninjas didn't even have time to scream—they were instantly wiped out, reduced to powder by that destructive force.
Dust and smoke shot into the sky, blotting out the sun. In a heartbeat, the battlefield became a living hell.
...
Across all worlds, a deathly silence fell.
Everyone held their breath, staring at the screen, witnessing a scene straight out of an apocalypse. This wasn't a battle anymore—it was a massacre, a divine purge of the mortal world.
Iwagakure, Tsuchikage's office.
"It's over…"
Ōnoki slumped into his chair, eyes vacant.
The hope and sense of accomplishment that had flared moments ago were gone. He stared at the screen, at the ruins, too afraid even to see if his future self had survived.
"This… this is Uchiha Madara at full power?"
"This old bones of mine… I actually thought I could stop a monster like this…"
He closed his eyes in anguish, regretting that his future self had charged forward. The helplessness was suffocating, the despair absolute.
...
On the video, the dust began to settle.
The once-flat desert had become a massive crater.
At the center of the wreckage, Uchiha Madara slowly rose from the rubble.
Even at the heart of such a devastating attack, he wasn't untouched. Half his body had been crushed, part of his skull missing—an absolutely horrifying sight.
One Piece world, Mary Geoise.
"Hmph… he still takes damage, huh."
One of the Five Elders, Saint Jaygarcia Saturn, leaned on his cane, smirking. "No matter how strong, the body is still mortal. An injury like this—even if he doesn't die—he's crippled."
But in the next moment, his smile froze.
On the screen, Madara looked down at his shattered body. There was no pain—only a faint trace of boredom.
"My body… feels a little sluggish," he said.
And then it happened.
Thousands of tiny fragments, like pieces of paper, floated through the air and into his wounds. Flesh and bone that had been pulverized reformed before their eyes, at a horrifying, visible speed.
Seconds later, Madara was completely whole.
Not a single mark remained—not even dust on his clothes. He stretched his neck, and his Rinnegan glinted with a cold, terrifying light.
Immortality.
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At that moment, every powerful being across the worlds went rigid, their pupils dilating.
One Piece world.
"What… what is that ability?!"
Satan Saint leapt to his feet, overturning his chair. His eyes burned with greed and madness. "No blood… regenerates like paper? That's not ordinary healing. This… this is immortality!"
"Notify CP0 immediately! By any means necessary! Search the entire world if you have to—this Uchiha Madara must be found!"
"If we could uncover the secret of his body… Lord Imu would reward us beyond measure!"
On the Moby Dick.
Whitebeard watched the screen, more serious than he had ever been.
"The power of a god… combined with an immortal body?"
He rubbed the scar on his chest. "Hahaha… what a cheat of a monster. If I had a body like that… maybe I could protect these seas forever. But… can a human really even have such a body?"
Konoha, Hidden Leaf Village.
Snap!
Sasuke crushed the cup in his hand, though he didn't feel the pain. His dark eyes were fixed on Madara, now glowing with the tomoe of the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.
"So this… this is Uchiha power?"
"This is the pinnacle of the Sharingan?"
His breath came in harsh gasps. His heart pounded with a raw, overwhelming desire.
"If I could have this power… Itachi Uchiha would mean nothing! Killing him would be effortless!"
"I must have this power, no matter the cost!"
In the Hokage building, Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo's faces were pure terror.
"Immortal… indestructible… and capable of this world-ending power…"
Danzo's one eye was bloodshot. "Sarutobi! Investigate this thoroughly! If Madara has truly returned, his hatred for Konoha will put us first on the list. This is catastrophic!"
Hiruzen, trembling, gave the order: "All ANBU, mobilize! Search the Land of Fire for any suspicious chakra activity! We must find clues before the war begins!"
Soul Society, present day.
"Look at the composition of his spiritual particles…"
Kisuke Urahara tilted his hat, hiding half his face behind his fan. His gaze was sharp. "No blood when damaged… just fragments. This isn't a body—it's more like a spiritual or artificial construct. Yet it wields all its former power…"
Hueco Mundo.
Aizen watched with keen interest. "I see… not alive, not a Shinigami, but a soul forcibly bound to a vessel in the living world. Fascinating forbidden technique."
Dragon Ball world.
Frieza chuckled from his ship. "Hoh… his power level is low, but this immortality… impressive. Ginyu, if we find this one, see if he wants to join the Frieza Force. I can make him a squad commander."
Earth.
Goku stopped his upside-down push-ups. "That meteor… I could probably destroy it with my Kamehameha, right?"
He scratched his head. "But… that guy doesn't die. That's a problem. If the enemy doesn't die, we'd just keep fighting forever. And I'd get starving!"
Oto Village, Hidden Sound.
In a dark underground lab, Orochimaru's golden slitted eyes narrowed, and a sinister grin spread across his face.
"Heh heh… hahaha!"
"So that's it! I understand now!"
He licked his lips, eyes glinting like he'd discovered a masterpiece. "I wondered how Madara could survive until now… It's Edo Tensei! The dead revived, immortal, infinite chakra…"
"This forbidden jutsu… perfected to this level?"
Orochimaru's gaze darkened. "Who's the future caster… me? Or maybe… Kabuto?"
"Madara… you're not a pawn to be controlled. Whoever brought you back is about to regret it."
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On the edge of the enormous crater, Madara stood, looking down at the battered Five Kage and the destroyed ninja alliance below.
Arms crossed, his expression calm, as if the world-ending strike had been no more than swatting a mosquito.
"So…"
Looking down from above, his Rinnegan glinted with mockery.
"Even now, before this immortal body and limitless chakra, do you still wish to dance?"
"Five Kage?"
"....."