Hello readers,
as you´ve probably noticed, the old story as it was had a lot of mistakes both in timeline, characters and other stuff.
It´s been on hiatus for a long time as well, however, I´m back now and decided to change a few things so the story becomes easier and more fun to read.
This means that I´m writing every chapter anew and will erase all the other chapters to avoid confusion. Please tell me what your thoughts are about the chapters, both tips and criticism are more than welcome!
Thank you for reading!

Where the story starts: This fanfiction takes place after the canon timeline of Naruto where they find out that Obito is the masked man. However, everything in this fanfiction that takes place after that scene is made up and will not follow the anime or manga.

Of course I don´t own Naruto or any of the other canon characters, but there will be some characters later in the story that I invented!

Have fun reading!

Chapter 1

~ Where it all ended ~

"I always believed that we could do everything as long as we had those we loved beside us. I found courage in the strength a team could bring and whenever I messed up I trusted my friends to have my back. Working as a team is what keeps us shinobi alive. It's because of allies that the hidden leaf made it through the first, the second and the third shinobi world war. There was no reason for me to believe we couldn't make it through the fourth as well. It wasn't until one of my best friends died that I realized how wrong I was.

We were with thousands. Friends, loved ones, allies, there were even those that had called themselves our enemies only days ago. At first we kept those identities with us, but after awhile our individual pasts didn't seem to matter anymore. What village we came from, who we knew and who we hadn't seen before; it all seemed insignificant in the faces of our enemies. It was a time where we were no longer known as Suna, Iwa, Kumo, Kiri and Konoha, but as shinobi. We fought together, because for the first time in the shinobi world all the hidden villages had the same goal: to protect our homes, our families and our lives from Madara Uchiha.

But no matter how strong we were, there was no way out. We'd been brought together by hope, only to be parted by death again. We fell one by one until only a handful of us was left. By that point, our resolve had weakened to an almost nonexistent flame, but even so... we didn't give up.

We couldn't, not while there was still a chance that we could make everything right again, a chance to rebuild the future, a chance of hope. We knew there was a big possibility that we were just chasing a dream, the odds of finding what we were looking for even slimmer than the odds of surviving this war, yet we had to try.

So we kept fighting and spend our remaining days searching, hoping. We believed that as long as we were alive, there would always be hope. That one day we would find the end of this haunted path, could finally reset the past...

and relive the future."