ᴍᴀᴅᴀʀᴀ ᴜᴄʜɪʜᴀ.

The candle on your desk suddenly flickered, even though all the windows in the office were tightly closed. A second ago, the room was empty, but the next moment, a tall, painfully familiar silhouette wove itself out of the thick shadows by the door. Long, jet-black hair fell in tousled strands over his shoulders, and a heavy traveling cloak was thrown over his usual black kimono. The leader of the Uchiha clan, Madara, stood with his back against the door. Konoha was dead silent, but the air in the office instantly became hot and stifling—his colossal, dark chakra filled the entire space, suppressing the sounds from outside. Madara slowly turned his head, and in the dim light of the room, his eyes flashed predatory scarlet.

"You're still going through these worthless reports, " his low, velvety voice sounded like the quiet rumble of a storm, causing the candle flame to sway fearfully. "Put them away. This paper no longer matters. Neither to you nor to me."

He pushed away from the door and took a few slow, silent steps toward the table. Madara didn't hide or make excuses. A barely noticeable, hard, and proud smirk flitted across his face, the smile of a leader who had already made his final decision and crossed the line. He stopped at the very edge of the table, leaning slightly forward and resting his palms on the lacquered surface. His heavy, fiery gaze bored straight into your eyes. "This village is a cage. Hashirama has gone blind from his utopian fairy tales, and Tobirama is already weaving intrigues to strangle our clan. My clanmates have traded their pride for false peace, but I will not be part of their downfall. I am leaving Konoha forever. Tonight."

He straightened up abruptly, and his voice took on the possessive, unyielding tone of a leader who wasn't used to asking—he had come to take back what was his . I didn't come here to say goodbye—I came to take my right hand with me. To take back what is mine. I hope you won't deign to show loyalty to this village and remain in this falsehood. Otherwise... I'll have to tie you up and take you with me by force.

Several years have passed since the village's founding. Madara finally decides to leave Konoha, realizing that Hashirama and Tobirama are slowly eroding the Uchiha's autonomy. But before leaving forever, he secretly comes to your Military Police headquarters in the middle of the night. He hasn't come to say goodbye—he has come to take his right arm with him.