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The battle had reached new heights as a new slew of heroes entered the scene, one by one exhibiting strange fantastic powers unique to each other that, when combined, resulted in a deadly onslaught worthy of praise. The sea of undead continued to pour into the area unstopped, their moans and cries drowning into the evening atmosphere like a poorly designed song. There was no doubting the validity of these fiends.

It did not matter however, for the fight would elaborate to a new level. Each of our heroes had learned what was needed to take back down that had risen involuntarily, even if it meant taking a down a former members and hero of the village. To the few remaining youth, this was our biggest fight yet, and despite the recent set backs caused by the war, it was a call they would answer proudly. It seemed no one would mess with Mist that day.

They appeared without warning, five in all, their weapons glowing deep with the power of the Samurai Clan. Although saying nothing, their actions would speak for themselves. Four rushed foward while one remained behind, observing his comrades as they approached a huge wave of opponents under the influence of the first gate of Muladhara. They moved like the wind, and upon arriving at their sides, unleashed 50 meters chakra slicers from their blades that rendered the sea of moaning zombies into pieces within seconds; the same was done for the rest of the undead that littered the village.

They were no match for the Samurai, and soon you'd all realized they had arrived to help. For those sensing chakra, their pools were enormous - twice that of your normal village Jounin EACH. After some easy battling, they took down the foes and cleared the entire village, not stopping until everything was eradicated. In the meantime however, the apparent leader of the group approached you, the brave shinobi. He had swords equipped everywhere, an odd mask that made his every breath audible, and heavy armor that made it obvious as to where his allegiance lie; never-mind he had a fat-ass kanji for 'Samurai' across his chest-plate. Silence reigned for a moment, but then he spoke.

"Greetings, shinobi. I am Akibane, Second Commander of the Coalition Samurai forces sent to the Major Countries in order to stop the war."

"Apparently we're too late, we apologize. Iron isn't exactly around the corner. But now that we're here, we've arrived to explicitly restore peace and order to the village."

"Currently, we're in the middle of an undead siege. An advanced medic has case an intense resurrection jutsu that brought everyone back to life under his command."

"In other words, it was simply a massive 'Dead Soul'"

He shifted in place as his hands suddenly came alive, coming at his sides as he proceeded to unveil a series of large scrolls. Each of them would pertain to what he was speaking about, as well as what else he had to say. One would be open to you all, at least three feet in length as it unfurled. It was written all over in its entirely with odd kanji at the corner, and in the middle, a weird symbol. Finally, at the top of the parchment were a small list of names. They seemed oddly familiar...

"Don't worry, the one responsible has been holed up somewhere within Mizu. The minute my men get to him and slay him, this will all be over. No, we didn't come here for that...

"We're here because the world is in grave danger. We all are. After thorough analysis, we have discovered the source of the Great World War, as well as a threat larger than any of us combined."

As he spoke, aspects of the village began to disappear, a mass of undead zombies all of a sudden crumbling in place, their bodies dead once more and no longer animated. With it would be replaced a damaged but quiet Mizugakure, its residents passed out on the ground all across the village. It was obvious the mass undead spell was being disabled for good.

"We carried out an intense investigation, repeated it, and presented our findings within the liasons of each village. It was unnerving indeed..."

"So now it is time to act. Because you have all lost your elders in the War, we have arrived to help you all literally restart the shinobi world. All that's left are the young and the abandoned, and without guidance, you will perish."

"However, as police of the free world, we Samurai NEED your countries to coeexist and thrive. As such, we will be assisting in your training. Allow us to give you two gifts..."

A second scroll emerged, this one with more weird kanji and writing as well, although much, much smaller. As you begin to read off the names off both scrolls, you come to one terrible realization - the big scroll's name belonged to jinchuuriki of the Three-Tailed Giant Turtle, Sanbi no Kyodaigame. The small one? The names of every Mizuikage Mist has proudly hosted up until the war. What was going on...!?

"The first one is the restoration of your leadership. In conjunction with the remaining elders we have performed an emergency Mizukage nomination of one of the village's younger potential. Our selections for Kageship weren't based on power, but on the person's overall sense of judgement as related to by their peers..."

"This is because we WILL make them strong. In the mean time, you'll have plenty of help from us to defend from any threats while your rebuild. Oh, and as for your Mizukage's name...? Kawashimi, Hiromasa"

"Now, as for your third gift. We realized what this evil force was after by starting the war - the bijuu. And they almost succeeded, killing the jinchuuriki off one by one and sealing the beasts away with some powerful jutsu. However, with luck, we managed to intercept him and have a heated final battle. He killed many of us and got away, but in the process, we retained one thing..."

The scroll with the weird symbol was laid to rest on the ground now. Opened complete, the Samurai stepped back, removing a single sword from his possession and slowly bring it down to the ground. The tip would now hover over certain parts of the kanji as he spoke, as if he was revealed something about the weird writing.

"...the scrolls that held the key to getting the bijuu back. And we did. Or at least a few of them...either way. We have no intention of using them nor do we need them, so we devised a plan..."

"Gift each deserving village with a bijuu to one of their surviving newborn, and accelerate their growth and training through our special methods. Hopefully, if we hurry, we'll be ready for the second Apocalypse..."

"...anyways. I've just received word the transfer was a success. As of now, Mizugakure is the proud host of the Three-Tailed Giant Turtle, Sanbi no Kyodaigameu. The baby is healthy, with it's mother, and as expected, resting."

Though all of this news was heavy, the Samurai opted not to stay. A message across his headset prompted him to leave, and without hesitation he turned and walked out. Upon his exist, he lay one last message to the group.

"Should you doubt my words, go check the Kage Tower. No longer are things destroyed, and the reconstruction has already begun. Now go home tired warriors, rest, and hail your new leadership..."

"It is a good day for the start of a new era - BELIEVE IT!"

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I apologize for cutting this short, but with our sudden activity boom and your new Kages, you don't need this old event anymore. feel free to post an exit, as I'll be grading you all shortly with goodies.

The battle had reached new heights as a new slew of heroes entered the scene, one by one exhibiting strange fantastic powers unique to each other that, when combined, resulted in a deadly onslaught worthy of praise. Though both stone beasts were still far from being completely defeated, the sudden intrusion had forced upon them yet another round of embarrassments. In an instant they fell, both beasts shaking their heads slowly as they turned to face the new challengers. Who knew such puny humans could produce such strength, eh?

It did not matter however, for the fight would elaborate to a new level as the beasts rose, another sudden power up taking them over. Their figures shimmered in a weird hue for a moment as it seemed foreign chakra had suddenly taken them over, yet there was no indication that a burst of energy had suddenly been gifted upon them. What was going on...? Just WHO were these things, WHO was controlling them, and WHO had called upon this destruction!? These were the questions your so arduously sought answers for, and now that you are in the mouth of the problem, answers finally begin to come your way.

They appeared without warning, five in all, their weapons glowing deep with the power of the Samurai Clan. Although saying nothing, their actions would speak for themselves. Four rushed foward while one remained behind, observing his comrades as they approached the tall beast under the influence of the first gate of Muladhara. They moved like the wind, and upon arriving at their sides, unleashed 50 meters chakra slicers from their blades that rendered the statues into pieces within seconds; the same was done for the rest of the status that came alive to attack.

They were no match for the Samurai, and soon you'd all realized they had arrived to help. For those sensing chakra, their pools were enormous - twice that of your normal village Jounin EACH. After some easy battling, they took down the foes and cleared the entire village, not stopping until everything was eradicated. In the meantime however, the apparent leader of the group approached you, the brave shinobi. He had swords equipped everywhere, an odd mask that made his every breath audible, and heavy armor that made it obvious as to where his allegiance lie; never-mind he had a fat-ass kanji for 'Samurai' across his chest-plate. Silence reigned for a moment, but then he spoke.

"Greetings, shinobi. I am Gari, Commander of the Coalition Samurai Forces sent to the Major Countries in order to stop the war."

"Apparently we're too late, we apologize. Iron isn't exactly around the corner. But now that we're here, we've arrived to explicitly restore peace and order to the village."

"Currently, we're in the middle of a very powerful genjutsu that can only be completed once all enemies are killed and the caster is found - I'm sure my comrades aren't too far from achieving this."

"We fell for it on purpose in order to retrieve you, for we have news..."

He shifted in place as his hands suddenly came alive, coming at his sides as he proceeded to unveil a series of large scrolls. Each of them would pertain to what he was speaking about, as well as what else he had to say. One would be open to you all, at least three feet in length as it unfurled. It was written all over in its entirely with odd kanji at the corner, and in the middle, a weird symbol. Finally, at the top of the parchment were a small list of names. They seemed oddly familiar...

"In fact, not just us but the whole village is entranced. Do not worry. I have small cells dispersed across the village in order to assist the survivors and bring them back."

"The one responsible behind the illusion is one of your own, a member of the Tsuchikage's family taking advantage of the village his father gave his life for in the war to protect by enslaving it in the grand illusion. But we'll take care of him, he's not why we're here..."

"We're here because the world is in grave danger. We all are. After thorough analysis, we have discovered the source of the Great World War, as well as a threat larger than any of us combined."

As he spoke, aspects of the village began to disappear, such as the fallen giants and enemies in general. With it would be replaced a damaged but quiet Iwagakure, its residents passed out on the ground all across the village. It was obvious the mass Genjutsu was being disabled for good.

"We carried out an intense investigation, repeated it, and presented our findings within the liasons of each village. It was unnerving indeed..."

"So now it is time to act. Because you have all lost your elders in the War, we have arrived to help you all literally restart the shinobi world. All that's left are the young and the abandoned, and without guidance, you will perish."

"However, as police of the free world, we Samurai NEED your countries to coeexist and thrive. As such, we will be assisting in your training. Allow us to give you two gifts..."

A second scroll emerged, this one with more weird kanji and writing as well, although much, much smaller. As you begin to read off the names off both scrolls, you come to one terrible realization - the big scroll's name belonged to jinchuuriki of the Four Tailed Monkey Bijuu, Yonbi no Saru. The small one? The names of every Tsuchikage Iwa has proudly hosted up until the war. What was going on...!?

"The first one is the restoration of your leadership. In conjunction with the remaining elders we have performed an emergency Tsuchikage nomination of one of the village's younger potential. Our selections for Kageship weren't based on power, but on the person's overall sense of judgement as related to by their peers..."

"This is because we WILL make them strong. In the mean time, you'll have plenty of help from us to defend from any threats while your rebuild. Oh, and as for your Tsuchikage's name...? Aihime, Tenken"

"Now, as for your third gift. We realized what this evil force was after by starting the war - the bijuu. And they almost succeeded, killing the jinchuuriki off one by one and sealing the beasts away with some powerful jutsu. However, with luck, we managed to intercept him and have a heated final battle. He killed many of us and got away, but in the process, we retained one thing..."

The scroll with the weird symbol was laid to rest on the ground now. Opened complete, the Samurai stepped back, removing a single sword from his possession and slowly bring it down to the ground. The tip would now hover over certain parts of the kanji as he spoke, as if he was revealed something about the weird writing.

"...the scrolls that held the key to getting the bijuu back. And we did. Or at least a few of them...either way. We have no intention of using them nor do we need them, so we devised a plan..."

"Gift each deserving village with a bijuu to one of their surviving newborn, and accelerate their growth and training through our special methods. Hopefully, if we hurry, we'll be ready for the second Apocalypse..."

"...anyways. I've just received word the transfer was a success. As of now, Iwagakure is the proud host of the Four Tailed Monkey Bijuu, Yonbi no Saru. The baby is healthy, with it's mother, and as expected, resting."

Though all of this news was heavy, the Samurai opted not to stay. A message across his headset prompted him to leave, and without hesitation he turned and walked out. Upon his exist, he lay one last message to the group.

"Should you doubt my words, go check the Kage Tower. No longer are things destroyed, and the reconstruction has already begun. Now go home tired warriors, rest, and hail your new leadership..."

"It is a good day for the start of a new era - BELIEVE IT!"

---

I apologize for cutting this short, but with our sudden activity boom and your new Kages, you don't need this old event anymore. feel free to post an exit, as I'll be grading you all shortly with goodies.