Today I Finally Know Who I Am

Land of Fire, atop a secluded mountain.

This place used to be the secret base of the Senju Clan during the Warring States Period. Because of its complete medical facilities, hidden and superior geographical environment, and its advantages of being easy to defend and difficult to attack, it has been preserved since the war.

After the founding of Hidden Leaf Village, Tobirama would regularly arrange confidants to maintain the normal operation of the base in case of emergencies.

It was unbearably cold at high altitudes. When the cold morning wind blew in through the window, the curtains swayed, and Tobirama on the hospital bed slowly opened his eyes.

He only moved slightly, and the pain in his chest made his face twitch.

He endured the pain and propped himself up, only to find that he was naked from the waist up, with white bandages wrapped around his chest and abdomen, layer upon layer, covering the stitched wound.

He paused for a while, feeling that he had recovered a little strength, and then slowly got out of bed, grimacing in pain.

Shin'yu's slash carried a fierce killing intent, and it was only a little off, almost leaving his life on the coast of the Land of Waterfall.

In order to prevent Shin'yu from chasing him, he arranged for his guards to transfer himself and Hashirama and other members of the Senju Clan here before he fell into a coma.

"Lord Tobirama, you're awake!" A medical staff member pushed the door open and was overjoyed to see Tobirama sitting on the bed.

Tobirama waved his hand, signaling her not to panic. He raised his head slightly and saw a familiar figure in white through the half-covered door.

He put on his shoes and got out of bed, casually grabbing a coat and putting it on. Seeing this, the medical staff member immediately came over to support him.

"I'm not that weak yet."

Tobirama refused her kindness and walked out the door alone with trembling steps.

A little further away on the cliff, on a smooth bluestone, Hashirama Senju was sitting with his back to the base.

He was wearing neat white clothes, his breath was steady, and he sat upright on the cliff, gazing at the direction of Hidden Leaf Village, as if he had merged into nature.

"Brother, you're awake early."

"Oh, it's Tobirama." Hashirama turned his head when he heard the sound, revealing a row of white teeth, and smiled, "Yes, I feel inexplicably refreshed."

His complexion looked very good, and the exhausted look was gone, as if the earth-shattering battle last night had never happened.

However, Tobirama suddenly stopped, his pupils shrinking.

In his subconscious perception, there was no trace of life in Hashirama's body. The rich vitality that used to be like a blazing sun had completely disappeared.

His face was gloomy, his mood was heavy, and his gaze towards his brother was gray.

However, Hashirama was completely unaware. He smiled happily and beckoned his brother to sit beside him.

"Tobirama, look, from here, our Hidden Leaf Village is really in the center of the Land of Fire."

Hashirama showed a satisfied smile and pointed to a direction at the foot of the mountain, "Surrounded by mountains and clear water, we really chose the right place to build the village, hahahaha."

"Brother, you... are going to die." Tobirama hesitated to remind him.

Hashirama's smile did not diminish, "Yes, so you shouldn't show this expression even more. The last moment of life should end with the farewell of relatives and friends."

"Don't look so sad, smile."

"Brother, I can't smile." Tobirama felt heavy and looked at Hashirama with some incomprehension, "Aren't you worried about the village?"

"After you die, I... I really don't know what to do..."

Tobirama looked at his hands, a dazed expression on his face. For the first time in forty years, he revealed such a look.

"You don't need to do anything, just let nature take its course," Hashirama said.

"Let nature take its course? Am I supposed to just watch Uchiha Shin'yu destroy the Hidden Leaf Village?"

Hashirama took a breath of the fresh, cool mountain air, and then exhaled slowly, as if to release all the weariness of his life.

He suddenly said, "The village, as long as there are people and peace, isn't any place a village?"

"Brother, you..."

"I don't know why, but after waking up, I felt like I had broken free from some kind of shackles. Suddenly, I understood a lot of things. It's really... unprecedentedly easy,"

Hashirama stretched, revealing a contented expression, "Besides..."

"Uchiha Shin'yu won't destroy the Hidden Leaf Village."

"Why?" Tobirama frowned.

"Like Madara, his goal has never been the Hidden Leaf Village. He just wants revenge, to demand the lives of us executioners who survived the Warring States Period. The reason is..."

Hashirama held up a finger, "Xiao Gang is still alive."

"That's just one of his methods..." Tobirama shook his head immediately.

"He is Madara's disciple, and also a man of principle," Hashirama smiled, "Trust me."

His gaze turned to the foot of the mountain, watching the mountain breeze rise, watching the clouds gather, watching the boundless blue sky, watching the vibrant greenery... his gaze was satisfied and leisurely, without a trace of nostalgia.

"Perhaps, entrusting the future to these children is the right decision..."

Hashirama sat cross-legged, his hands naturally placed on his knees. The breeze lifted his black hair, and he began to chant softly:

I have not done good deeds in my life, nor have I killed and set fires less.

Suddenly breaking the golden rope, tearing off the jade lock here.

Autumn wind comes to the Hidden Leaf Village, only today do I know who I am.

He closed his eyes with a smile, listening to the rustling sound of the wind blowing the leaves, peaceful and serene.

Hidden Leaf Village Year 13, November.

Hashirama Senju passed away peacefully.

...

Three days later, Valley of the End.

Early morning, a few autumn breezes, swirling leaves. Perhaps because of the nearby waterfall, the valley's breeze was mixed with moist water vapor, causing Shin'yu's long hair to flutter slightly.

This place was originally a river valley with uneven terrain. It was the fierce battle between Uchiha Madara and Hashirama Senju six years ago that drastically changed the landscape, turning it into a magnificent waterfall.

To commemorate this great battle, the Hidden Leaf Village specially selected skilled craftsmen and spent a year building huge statues of the two, standing on both sides of the Valley of the End.

At this moment, Shin'yu stood on top of the Uchiha Madara statue's head, with his hands behind his back, his eyes calm, as if waiting for something.

After an unknown amount of time, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A kunai falling from the sky landed on the opposite bank, followed by a figure appearing out of thin air, standing on top of Hashirama's statue.

Uchiha Kagami.

He wore a close-fitting blue armor, a forehead protector, a scroll hanging from his waist, armor fastened to his arms and legs, two long swords on his back, and miniature scrolls bulging in his waist bag.

His face was solemn, fully armed.

In comparison, Shin'yu looked much more relaxed, wearing a loose black clan robe, his black hair naturally scattered, with only a light cyan Guardian God Sword, and no other weapons.

"Very good, little brother, I am very happy that you can keep the appointment," Shin'yu said with a smile.

"Brother," Kagami was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Lord Hokage... has passed away."

"Oh?" Shin'yu was stunned, and asked, "Then what about Tobirama?"

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