The battleground was a wasteland. The thick clouds that engulfed the night sky seemed to circle around the bright full moon. Black pillars of smoke rose from deep fissures in the ground created in the wake of the war. Bodies of the dead and dying swarmed before the God-Tree that towered up beneath the moon. Having eradicated the Shinobi Alliance that rose against him, Madara Uchiha prepared to activate the Eternal Tsukuyomi. The army of the Shinobi Alliance and their five Kages has proven a decent warm up for him while he resurrected himself. Utilising the destructive power of the Ten-Tails and watching the further destruction was entertainment to him, especially when the previous Hokages were brought into the fray. He revelled in seeing them scurry about before his almighty power and was glad his nemesis, the first Hokage Hashirama Senju, made an appearance by means of Edo Tensei. Later into the battle, the Uchiha bore witness to a truly rare sight; the release of the eighth gate. The ninja that used it was some Konoha ninja, though Madara never cared to catch his name as he achieved nothing. Even the reincarnations of the Sage of Six Paths children only challenged him slightly. It was almost boring. Naruto Uzumaki, the reincarnation of Ashura, who boasted the chakra of the nine tailed beasts, clawed at the ground to drag himself forward as life left his body. The reincarnation of Indra, the famed last remaining Uchiha, Sasuke, seemed to have passed out or perhaps had already met his death. Having re-obtained his 'borrowed' eye from his former ally, though puppet was a more appropriate term for Obito Uchiha, nothing of value remained in this world except to execute his plan. He was content with the battle but only wished that it could have lasted longer, or that another worthy fighter would appear.

"Is that all this entire world has to offer?!" He spat in disgust to the bodies around him. "Not even the spirits of the Sage's children could overcome me! You are all nothing, worthy of only serving me for all eternity in a never-ending nightmare. I hold the power of Kaguya a million times over!"

The world was desolate, colourless and entirely silent. The Earth had been stained by darkened blood and the sky matched its bleakness, though something small and white passed his eyes in a split second. Initially slightly stunned, Madara turned to investigate yet found nothing. After a few seconds another white object darted past him yet he could not find it again. A second passed before the next one and before he was fully aware of what was going on, he was surrounded by a sea of swirling white. Through the gaps in the vortex he saw a figure manifest from the white. The white slowly turned black which seemed to blend in with the environment though the red clouds that patterned the cloak were unmistakable. Long, slender legs brought the figure forward until a face came into view. The piercing grey eyes of the girl met Madara's own eyes as she approached the tornado of paper. A light blue origami flower formed in the right of her blue hair as Madara smirked.

"Konan, of all the fodder that would remain I had never expected you to be here."

Upon finishing his sentence Madara realised the abnormality. The dead coming back was no strange occurrence yet who could have brought back a body that was lost at the depths of the ocean? Furthermore her skin remained flawless as though she were alive, and her eyes were not dark like the other reanimates. It made no difference to the invincible Uchiha though. She was merely another corpse. He knew she infused the paper with her chakra to control them. Such ninjutsu, in fact all ninjutsu for the matter, was rendered useless against the Preta path. He reached forward while laughing to stop the technique using the powers gained from his Rinnegan, though it was to no avail. Displaying no emotion, Konan closed her fist in front of Madara, resulting in the paper closing in around him. Glancing up he realised she had already closed off his escape with squares of paper that were falling. The paper tore into his flesh like tiny blades. Madara did not even grimace at the pain. The shards flew away as Konan opened her fist once more. Madara's powers of regeneration gained from Hashirama's cells immediately began to repair the gouges in his flesh. His smirk turned into a twisted grin as he prepared for battle once again.

"Whatever trick you used will fall short very soon. I just hope you can get my blood pumping until I tear you apart." His eyes grew wide as he leaned forward to scream and laugh. "Like paper."

"A million times the power of Kaguya you claim?" The paper that floated in the air separated into two groups behind Konan and slowly formed grand, beautiful wings as her grey eyes faded to pure white.