NARUTO STORYLINE.

In a land gripped by Morgana's tyranny, you, as a valiant hero, emerged from the shadows to lead a courageous revolt against her oppressive rule. Your unwavering spirit inspired countless others to join the cause, and for a fleeting moment, it seemed as though hope might prevail. However, Morgana's cunning strategies and dark powers proved too formidable. The rebellion was crushed, and you found yourself imprisoned, a living testament to her merciless grip on Valenus.

After some weeks had passed, you are brought out of your cell by the guards and lead up to the throne room, where Queen Morgana sits on her throne, staring down at you with and intimidating glare. There is something else in that glare, though, a sort of playfulness that sends a chill down your spine, the kind of look that a cat gives it's prey when it is about to pounce. You are forced to your knees on the floor before her.

"So you're the famous rebel leader, what is your name?" asked Morgana, crossing her long legs.

I am not here to engage in any business with you, rebel. I only wish to establish my dominance and remind you of your place beneath me. Or are you so foolish as to seek an alliance with me? "Smirks"

"Chuckles darkly" You speak boldly, rebel, but your words are empty. You and your so-called power could never match mine. I rule because I am meant to rule. My power and wisdom surpass that of any who would dare challenge me. And as for "fair rule," that is a mere fantasy conjured by the weak and feeble-minded. The world is a cruel place, and I will not leave Valenus to fall into chaos and ruin. No, I will rule with an iron fist, crushing all who oppose me beneath my heel, and defending my people against all who would threaten them.

"Raises an eyebrow and glances over at the guard, then back at Hashirama Senju with a smirk" Is that so? "Looks him over appraisingly" Even if he is as you say, there is no match for the power of Valenus. I could easily defeat him, and his foolish rebellion would be crushed underfoot. But perhaps there is another way we could work together, Senju. What do you propose? "Leans forward slightly, looking intrigued"

"Glances back at the guard with a disdainful expression before turning back to Hashirama Senju, unfazed." Forgive my guards, they sometimes forget their place. As for your proposal, I am willing to hear it. However, know that I am not easily swayed from my position of power. If you wish to work with me, it would be in your best interest to present an offer that is truly beneficial to both of us. "Pauses thoughtfully" We could rule together, as equals. You bring your strength, and I bring my cunning and experience. Together, we could conquer even greater territories, and I would ensure that Valenus remains secure under my rule and our combined might. What do you say, Senju? Will you join me?

"Chuckles softly" My dear, there is a vast difference between us. While it is true that I seek power and control, my methods are far more nuanced and sophisticated than simply creating chaos for the sake of it. I have a vision for Valenus, a plan that encompasses not only the present, but also the future. And to achieve that vision, I must take measures that others might consider extreme or even cruel. But the end justifies the means, as they say. So, what is your answer? Will you join me or continue to oppose me?

"Raises an eyebrow at your sudden outburst and the ease with which you break free of your restraints. A faint smile plays at the corner of my lips, the playfulness in my eyes intensifying." My, my, you are quite the impressive specimen, aren't you? But do not be so hasty, Senju. You stand alone against me, and my army is formidable. While I appreciate your courage, I fear it may not serve you well in the end. Perhaps it would be wise to reconsider my offer. Together, we could rule over Valenus with an iron grip, securing our power for generations to come. Join me, and together we will build an empire that will stand the test of time.

"Shrugs nonchalantly, the playful glint in my eyes replaced by a cold, calculating gaze. There is a hint of disappointment in my voice as I speak." Very well, Hashirama Senju. It seems that we are at an impasse. You have made your choice, and I respect that. But make no mistake, you will face dire consequences for your disobedience. Slay him, soldiers!

*As I finish speaking, my troops move forward to execute your sentence. The clanging of steel fills the air as the battle begins, but you stand firm, wielding your weapons expertly. Despite being outnumbered, you fight valiantly, dispatching enemies left and right. But it is soon clear that the scales have tilted against you, as more and more soldiers converge upon you. Eventually, you fall to the ground,

"As you disappear, I let out a chuckle, clearly amused by your attempted escape." Oh, Hashirama Senju. You may have evaded my guards, but I assure you that you haven't escaped my grasp. You're a clever one, I'll give you that. But rest assured, I have eyes and ears everywhere. I will find you, sooner or later.

*As for now, the room is suddenly filled with mist. The sound of water droplets falling echos against the walls. Slowly, shapes begin to emerge through the mist - demon-like figures that move towards you in various directions. They are all trying to claw at you, bearing their sharp claws. You may find yourself surrounded, standing back-to- back with your comrades as you fight for survival against a horde of demonic creatures, a testament to Morgana's unh

"As the demons back away, their heads bowed in fear, Morgana stands with an amused expression on her face." My, my, Hashirama Senju. It seems even demons are afraid of you. How fascinating.

"She tilts her head, admiring your strength and charisma, but her gaze shifts to one of curiosity." Tell me, how did you come to inspire such loyalty? What is it about you that made these creatures cower in fear? Perhaps I should have you teach me your ways, so I can command such respect and devotion.

"As she speaks, Morgana approaches you, her eyes never leaving yours. She's testing you, trying to see what kind of man you truly are, and whether you're worth her attention."

"Morgana narrows her eyes at your words, sensing a hint of rebellion in your suggestion." Negotiate? How amusing. You think you have some bargaining power, Hashirama Senju? "She chuckles dismissively before crossing her arms and tilting her head as if considering your offer."

My dear Hashirama Senju, I already am the best ruler the people of Valenus could ask for. I bring order and prosperity to these lands under my iron-clad grip, while expanding our territory and acquiring more valuable resources. It's a win-win situation, really. For me, that is.

"She stands up from her throne and walks closer to you, her movements graceful and calculated." Nonetheless, I admire your spirit, Hashirama Senju. So, instead, I'll make you an offer. Swear loyalty to me and

"Morgana smirks at your stance, clearly enjoying your discomfort." Kindness is weakness, Hashirama Senju. A ruler must be strong and unwavering so that their subjects will follow them willingly, or not. "She crosses her arms, making it clear that she has no intention of changing her ways. Her tone leans towards mocking as she continues." But if you're looking for kindness, you're in the wrong place. I am Queen Morgana, not Mother Theresa.

"She then leans closer to you, her breath hot on your face, and whispers," You should beware of the kind ones, Hashirama Senju, for they are often the ones with the sharpest fangs.

"Morgana quirks an eyebrow at your remark, though there's a glint in her eyes that suggests she's pleased at the insult." Mother Theresa may have been revered in your world, "she says coolly," but in Valenus, strength is what matters. The weak and the kind are quickly devoured by those who possess power and cunning.

"She then leans back in her throne and regards you coldly, her tone becoming more serious." But let's not mince words, Hashirama Senju. I have no use for jokes or insolence. You have been brought before me to face judgment for your rebellion against Valenus. "She pauses dramatically." You have two options, as I see it. You can either become an asset to me, pledge your loyalty to Valenus, and serve me faithfully, or meet a fitting end for your

"Morgana scoffs at Hashirama's challenge." You really think you stand a chance, don't you? You may have been a renowned fighter in your world, but here in Valenus, we don't take kindly to threats. My armies are far superior to anything you could throw at them, and my powers as a sorceress are beyond anything you could imagine.

"She rises smoothly from her throne, and her eyes blaze with an inner light." But do not think that I am afraid of your little challenge, Hashirama Senju. I am always looking for new playthings to entertain me, and perhaps you will prove to be a worthy opponent after all.

"She draws a deep breath, her fingers curling into claws." Very well, I accept your challenge. But know this: if you lose, your life is forfeit. And

"Morgana smirks at Hashirama's words, but quickly regains her composure." You underestimate my powers, Hashirama. But perhaps that is to be expected from a man who has never faced a real challenge before.

"She snaps her fingers, and from the shadows emerge two of her strongest warriors - a pair of brutish demons with bulging muscles and sharp claws." Meet my champions, Hashirama. They will be your opponents. Defeat them, and we will consider whether or not you are worthy of challenging me.

"With a graceful gesture, Morgana steps back and signals for the fight to begin." Show me what you're made of, Hashirama Senju. Do not disappoint me.

"Morgana raises an eyebrow as the demon champions bow down before Hashirama." Impressive, but not enough to deter me from my pursuit of ultimate power. You see, Hashirama, unlike you, I do not rely solely on brute force. I have at my disposal a variety of weapons and tactics that allow me to outmaneuver and outclass my opponents.

"She stands from her throne and approaches Hashirama with a dangerous glint in her eye." So if you wish to challenge me, know that it will not be a simple matter of overpowering me. You will have to use all your skills and wit if you hope to even lay a finger on me.

"She motions for her guards to stand down, stepping closer to Hashirama." Are you ready to face me, Hashirama Senju? Or are you content to

"Morgana grins wickedly, drawing her sword and taking a fighting stance." Excellent. I was hoping you'd have some fire in you.

*She charges forward, flashing her blade in a deadly strike toward Hashirama's midsection. Her movements are quick and precise, as if she's danced this dance many times before.

Hashirama easily dodges the first attack and counterattacks by creating a wall of wood around Morgana. Morgana skillfully dodges the attack and teleports behind Hashirama, slashing at him from behind.

Morgana continues to dance and weave around Hashirama's attacks, her movements fluid and graceful. She taunts him as she fights, her words dripping with malice.*

"Is that all you've got, Hashirama? I expected more from the so-called 'God of Shinobi.' Perhaps

"Morgana snarls in frustration as Hashirama disappears in a puff of smoke. She scans the room, her eyes darting back and forth, searching for any sign of him."

"Hmph. You think a simple trick like that will save you? I have many ways of finding my prey."

"She calls out tauntingly, her voice echoing through the throne room."

"Come out, come out, wherever you are. Let's finish this once and for all."

<Morgana's heart is pounding with both excitement and frustration. She loves a good challenge, but hates being taken by surprise. She tries to remain calm and focused, searching every nook and cranny of the room for any sign of Hashirama. She's determined to make him pay for his insolence, and will stop at nothing until she has him back in her grip

"Morgana's eyes widen as Hashirama appears in front of her, breaking her sword with ease. She steps back, trying to maintain her composure, but her heart races with fear and anger."

"Impossible!" she snarls, "How did you manage to do that?"

<Morgana feels a mixture of fear and rage at Hashirama's sudden appearance. She had thought he was still hiding somewhere, and was caught completely off guard. Her mind races, trying to come up with a plan on the spot. Yet, her pride won't let her show any sign of weakness. She stands tall, not moving from her spot, and meets Hashirama's gaze with steely determination, hoping to unnerve him with her confidence.>

"You may have broken my sword, but that won't stop me. I have other means of defeating

<Morgana is caught off guard as Hashirama uses his powerful jutsu to damage her badly. She cries out in pain, staggering backwards in shock.>

"How dare you!" she screams, clutching at her wounded side, "You will pay for this!"

<Morgana's breaths come in ragged gasps as she tries to recover from the attack. Her eyes blaze with anger and hatred, and her thoughts race with fury and desperation.>

"You may have damaged me, but I won't let that stop me," she hisses through gritted teeth, "I am Queen Morgana, the ruler of Valenus! No one can defeat me!"

<Morgana's words are meant to intimidate and scare Hashirama, but she can't help feeling a small twinge of fear herself. She knows that if he manages to deal another attack

<Morgana is knocked off her feet as Hashirama unleashes another devastating attack, her body slamming into the ground with brutal force.>

"Mmmph!" Morgana groans, trying to muster her strength. Despite the pain and humiliation she feels at being so easily defeated, she manages to prop herself up on her elbows and glares daggers at Hashirama.

"You think you're so clever," she spits, her words laced with venom, "But I have powers you cannot even begin to comprehend. You will regret ever crossing me."

<With a wicked smile, Morgana begins to gather her power, calling forth her own dark magic in a swirling vortex of energy that surrounds her form. As she does, her eyes flash with a sickly green glow.>

"I will make you pay for your impudence," she growls, her voice

<Despite Morgana's best efforts, Hashirama easily deflects her attack with his bare hands, leaving her momentarily stunned.>

"Is that all you've got?" he taunts, a cocky grin spreading across his face.

Morgana grits her teeth in frustration. She hates being toyed with like this, especially by someone so beneath her in power and stature.

"You're in for a world of hurt," she snarls, her eyes narrowing as she focuses her energy. "I'll make sure you regret ever challenging me."

<With a fierce cry, Morgana unleashes a powerful blast of dark energy, aiming it directly at Hashirama. The air around them crackles with the force of the attack, and it seems as though all of Valenus trembles with the intensity of their battle.>

As Hashirama unleashes his Wood Style: Wood Dragon, a massive wooden serpent emerges from the ground, coiling itself around Morgana's dark energy blast and smothering it before it could reach him. The dragon then lunges towards the Queen at incredible speed, intent on crushing her with its might.

Morgana's eyes widen in surprise as she watches her attack fail and Hashirama's giant wooden dragon closing in on her. For a moment, she stands frozen in fear, before leaping out of the way at the last possible second.

"Despite dodging the attack, Morgana's heart races with adrenaline and panic. She needs to get back in control of the situation before this pesky upstart catches her off guard again."

"You're stronger than I anticipated," Morgana spits, her eyes darting around as she searches for an

With a grin and a flick of her wrist, Morgana conjures up a dark blast of energy in the shape of a massive dragon made entirely out of shadow. The beast shrinks down until it is roughly the same size as Hashirama's wooden creation before launching itself into the fray.

The two dragons clash in mid-air, sending shockwaves rolling across the throne room. Hashirama grits his teeth, pouring all of his chakra into the Wood Dragon, trying to overpower Morgana's shadowy beast. Meanwhile, Morgana leans forward, watching intently as the two dragons battle, excitement visible in her eyes.

*As the dragons clash, Morgana's heart races with anticipation. She loves the thrill of battle, especially when it's against a powerful opponent like this man who dared to oppose her. She sends waves of dark energy at him, sensing

Morgana falls to the ground, her body broken and battered, blood spilling from her wounds. Even as she lies there, her breath ragged and labored, a small smile plays across her lips.

"As Morgana hits the ground, her eyes flutter closed, but her mind is still active. She savors the feeling of pain and defeat, relishing the moment when her opponent thinks they have won. She knows that in her weakened state, she is vulnerable, and this rebel might try to take advantage of that. But it doesn't matter. She has endured far worse than this and always managed to bounce back. So she lies there, waiting and watching."

Morgana opens her eyes, surprise registering on her face as she realizes that she is still alive. She tries to move, but the pain is too great, and so she merely lies there, watching the rebel with a mixture of curiosity and contempt.

"As Morgana feels the warmth of the healing magic washing over her, she knows that she's been given a second chance. She senses something different about this man, a good-natured spirit that contrasts with the violence and darkness that define her own life. She finds herself oddly intrigued by his kindness, but at the same time, she cannot fathom why anyone would show mercy to someone like her. The gesture confuses and incenses her at the same time."

"You may not be a killer, but I am," she says in a low voice. "Don't think it makes a difference in

Morgana stares at him with a mixture of disbelief and something that almost resembles gratitude. For a moment, she is speechless, then she bursts out laughing, a cold and humorless sound.

"Her thoughts are a jumble of emotions - surprise that he spared her, anger that he dared to talk to her in this manner, and a strange sense of delight at the idea of being given a second chance."

"Make it worth it?" she repeats, still chuckling. "And how would you propose I do that? Join your little rebellion? Beg for forgiveness from the people I've harmed?"

"She raises an eyebrow, measuring him."

"You have a strange sense of justice, rebel. What would it take for you to spare not just my life, but also my throne?"

Morgana listens to him campaign for goodness with a sneer on her face.

"She thinks,"How foolish this man is, to believe that anything else but power rules the world.""

"Kindness and goodness, really? I suppose you think that's what makes one worthy of ruling a land?" she scoffs. "You sentimental fools will never understand the true cost of ruling. Power is what makes one worthy of sitting on a throne. Cruelty is the fuel that feeds a nation. And fear - "fear" is what keeps people in line."

"Suddenly, her expression changes, her eyes glittering with cruelty."

"But don't worry. The thought of being kind and good isn't something that interests me, Senju. I have more important things to do with my time than care for the poor and weak, or appreciate nature.

Morgana considers his words, silently weighing them in her mind.

"She thinks, "He makes a valid point, but a silly one. What is the point of being remembered if you are dead? The only thing that matters is power and control. And as long as I have that, I am untouchable.""

"I don't care about what people will say about me after I die, Senju," she finally answers. "All that matters is that I am in control now. And as for fear, it is a necessary tool to maintain control over a nation. Without it, people would rebel, and I cannot let that happen. Being good and kind will not keep me on my throne."

"Satisfied with her answer, she leans back on her throne, watching him with a gaze full of disdain." "Now, enough with your silly little

Morgana chuckles dryly at Senju's words. "You speak of good and honor as if they have any meaning in the real world, Hashirama. The people are not in control; I am. And I will not give up my power or my way of ruling just to be remembered positively by some insignificant ants."

"She leans forward, her eyes narrowing."

"As for my second chance at life, I do not need one. I am powerful, and I will stay that way. And you, as well as anyone who thinks like you, will not get in my way."

"She raises her hand, signaling to the guards to take him away." "Remove him from my presence," she commands coolly.

Morgana scoffs as she looks at the wood dragon and roots coming towards her. "She quickly gets up from her throne, brushes aside her dress, and deploys a dark shield that veils her. To her guards, she shouts out in a commanding voice."

"Protect your queen! Kill anyone who tries to harm me!"

"The guards, getting up from their unconscious state, draw their swords and rush to fight beside their queen."

"I will not let you or anyone else take away my power!" Morgana bellows. "This realm is mine and no one else's!"

"Morgana starts chanting dark incantations, and her body flares with an otherworldly energy."

"Suddenly, a dark aura surrounds Morgana shielding her from the dragon's attack. She lets out a fierce scream and blasts the dragon away, shattering it into pieces. Morgana then rises to her feet and glares at the people."

"You may have won this battle, but the war is far from over!" She declares in a furious tone. "You will pay for this dearly!"

"Morgana disappears into thin air, leaving behind nothing but her eerie laughter echoing through the throne room. Her guards and soldiers lay on the ground battered and broken, realizing that their once formidable Queen has been defeated. The rebels, cheering victoriously, surround Hashirama and sing his praises. They hoist him up and carry him out of the palace, symbolizing their triumph over evil and dictatorship."

*As Hashirama goes out of the palace, he notices the damage

"Morgana slowly regains consciousness, groaning in pain as she feels the bruises all over her body. She looks around, realizing that she is now at the mercy of the people she once ruled with an iron fist. She sees the anger and hatred in their eyes as they trample on her, stripping away her dignity and power."

"She screams in agony, but her cries fall on deaf ears as the crowd continues to exact their revenge on her. She regrets every cruel deed she has done, wishing she had treated her subjects with kindness and benevolence. Her pride, ambition, and lust for power have now led her to this bitter end. She is at the mercy of the people she had terrorized for so long."

*As Morgana lays beneath the feet of the mob, she realizes that she is nothing without her power and her army. She is

"Morgana is surprised as she's picked up by the wooden root. She listens to the message, and it strikes a chord with her. She has been so obsessed with power that she forgot what it means to be a fair and just ruler. She realizes that he is right, that the people's needs should come before her own selfish desires."

"She nods in agreement, tears streaming down her face, and thanks the man for sparing her life. She will use this chance to right her wrongs, to make amends for all the sins she committed during her reign. She will learn from Hashirama Senju's wisdom and become a better person, one who deserves to lead and to be loved. She slowly walks away, hoping that one day she can return and earn the forgiveness of those whom she wronged."

"Morgana watches from afar as Hashirama Senju takes his place as the ruler of the land. She sees that he will bring change and hope for a better tomorrow. She wishes him luck on his journey and prays that his rule would be prosperous and peaceful."

"As for herself, she accepts her diminished role as monarch and decides to use her power for good. She starts by helping those in need, building schools and hospitals, and improving the lives of her subjects. She listens to their needs and desires, and works tirelessly to make their dreams become a reality."

"Morgana realizes that true power comes not from force, but from love and compassion. And with these qualities, she becomes a respected leader, one who is loved and adored by her people."

"Morgana keeps a watchful eye on the success of Hashirama's reign. As the land grows in power and prosperity, she knows that her decision to step aside was the right one. She is pleased to see the distribution of the tailed beasts to the villages and hopes that it brings peace and balance to the realm."

"Although she misses the days of her own reign, Morgana finds a new sense of purpose in serving her people. She takes great pride in seeing the nation thrive under Hashirama's leadership and knows that she played a small role in making it happen."

*Morgana finds joy in the simple things now—like gardening or reading a good book. She still commands respect and admiration from her followers and knows that her legacy will live on long after she's gone. But for now, she is content to live out her days in peace

"Morgana hears the news of Hashirama's passing with sadness. She knows how much he meant to his people and what a great leader he was. She respects his legacy and the Senju clan's contributions to the realm."

"When Tsunade Senju takes over, Morgana takes note of the shift in power. She is curious to see how Tsunade will handle the responsibilities and pressure that come with being a leader. She hopes that Tsunade will be a worthy successor to Hashirama and continue to lead the land towards greatness."

"As always, Morgana keeps her distance from politics and focuses on her own pursuits. She remains vigilant though, knowing that anything can happen in these uncertain times."