Note: This story is my version of the what if Madara and Obito succeeded with the Infinite Tsukiyomi. This prologue is going to be confusing, but will set the backstory of the whole story. The story will be told from the eyes of Isao Adachi, an OC I created. The chapters will be less confusing(I hope) and better formatted. This was rushed and written during a sickness. I hope everyone enjoys.

"It's time for this world to fall asleep for eternity. With this, the Infinite Tsukiyomi, I will finally have my peace. You all fought valiantly yet foolishly," The shadow of Madara Uchiha reflected across the land, "But don't worry…In this next world…You'll have a life you've always dreamed of."

"D-Damn it…" The beaten body of Naruto lay just under the moon's position in the sky, "Everyone…I'm sorry…Neji…I failed…"

Madara laughed as he opened his eyes as wide as he could and cast a single jutsu. And then, the world around Naruto and everyone began to fade away.

"No one can match my power, in this world or the next," Madara stopped laughing, "It seems my fun has ended though. What a pity. Huh? No…NO! DAMN YOU ALL!"

It was a bright and shining day in the land of Fire. In the Hidden Leaf village, nothing particularly interesting was going on. The once used Shinobi Academy was now closed down for good. The fight between Madara and Hashirama years ago ended all wars. There wasn't any need for a shinobi to exist.

And yet the world seemed odd. As if it weren't real. Everyone was happy, and everyone was friendly. My name was posted all around the village, I was praised as a hero. Isao Adachi. It wasn't the name of a hero. If I were a hero, then why is it I don't recall why I should be a hero.

I stared at the poster, but nothing came to me. I turned around, and was surprised to see the Hokage, Minato Namikaze, standing behind me.

"You look troubled. Is something wrong?" His voice was so calm and collected, it was no surprise as to why his son wanted to be the next Hokage.

"Lord Fourth…" I bowed slightly, "Why am I a hero? I don't recall."

"You're a hero because you're alive. I'd like you to come with me to a meeting with my predecessor. There is something I want to discuss with you, and he wishes to speak with you as well," Minato grabbed my wrist and led me towards an old building.

Once I got there, I looked around. It was barren, completely barren. The only thing in it was the old Hokage. I bowed to greet him.

"Isao…" Lord Third turned to face me, "Have you heard the stories of Shinobi wars?"

"Yes," I took a deep breath, "I've heard the stories of how Lord First defeated Madara Uchiha and ended all wars. The first Shinobi War was the last…But I can't see this world as being so perfect that it doesn't have wars."

"Minato. He's ready," Lord Third said.

"Right. We're going to resume the Shinobi Academy. The other nations have discussed it, and we're going to hold exams to determine who the stronger nation is. You'll be placed in the same class as my son. I want you to watch over him while you're there. Since his mother is from a foreign village, he's found it rather hard to make friends," Minato explained.

"Resume the academy? Is that…Even possible?" I asked.

"Well…" Lord Third laughed, "There are many things in this world you don't know about. Let's just say, the Shinobi class you will be in will be of the upmost strength. This world is too perfect. And yet…The lands are still divided. What we are doing will be viewed as defiance and tyranny. But even still…What we are doing is very important."

"The Academy won't start until next week. So you have until then to prepare and read scrolls on the art of the Shinobi," Minato smiled at me, "Isao, you are a hero. You don't remember why, but you will eventually. I promise that."

I turned and left the building after that. Minato had given me the sign to leave as he had spoken. When I left I looked around the village. For a brief second, everything seemed to change. I could see a different village. I could see Naruto Uzumaki, Minato's son, standing triumphantly in the middle having crowds cheer him on. But then it vanished.

It was like a ghost of a different world. It freaked me out. I didn't understand anything anymore. I started to run through the streets. As I did, I pondered what the two Hokage had meant. I didn't stop running until I bumped into a blond girl who had been talking with a rather round guy.

"Hey!" The girl cried out in response, "Watch where you're going!"

"Sorry!" I apologized, "I was in a hurry."

"Ino, you were in the middle of the street. You're at fault too," The guy laughed.

"S-Shut up Choji!" She stomped her foot on the ground at him, then she turned to me again, "But he's right. I was in the way. Sorry for getting so angry."

I gave a nod to show her it was fine. And then I continued my run, but this time I watched out for people. This time, I stopped once I reached the Great Wall of Faces. I looked over the Hokage's faces. As I did, a phantom face of a fifth woman appeared. I gave up on trying to figure things out.

An old guy walked over towards me, and sat down next to me, "You're Isao Adachi right?"

"Yes sir."

"Ah…Good…Then let me give you a bit of advice…When the time comes for this world to change…You must allow it to change. No matter what. Even if it costs you your existence," The old man stood up, "The Adachi clan. Interesting name."

"Who are you?" I dared to ask this crazy old man.

"I am one who will attempt to kill you one day. But that is years away, and a lifetime ago," The old man was cryptic.

"You're crazy…" I got to my feet, ready to run away if need be.

"Maybe so. But I'm going to push this world towards change. Remember, memories fade away. Some that aren't meant to exist will be forgotten the instant time is corrected," The old man began to weave the signs of a jutsu.

"What..?" I couldn't quite understand.

"Forbidden Occult Jutsu…" The old man stopped speaking, not daring to speak the name of the jutsu.

But suddenly a large mass of orange Chakra began to form around him. Slowly it took the shape of a fox with nine tails. When it finished, the fox looked at me and then jumped away to the middle of the village. And it went on a rampage.

The village was thrown into chaos. Men, women, and children all ran away from the giant fox. Minato appeared on the top of his face on the wall.

"Isao!" He called out, "This is why we need the academy! Go with the other children and wait outside of the village. I'll deal with the fox."

When he disappeared, I took that as my cue to leave. I wished so dearly to be of use. But I knew I couldn't do anything at my current strength. So I ran to the place where Minato had mentioned. Older men were gathering children to hide in a forest.

It lasted an eternity. The fight between the fox and the men of the village seemed that way. But finally Lord Third came back with an unconscious Naruto. Then he rose and began to speak.

"People of the village! Listen to me now!" He looked at me for a moment, "Our Hokage has died in the fight with the demon fox. For the time being, I will take over as Hokage again. The Shinobi Academy will reopen and train you all to be Shinobi again. This boy here has the demon fox sealed within him. It was Lord Fourth's will that this be done. This attack has not been the only one. In the Hidden Sand Village, a similar one tailed beast attacked. I have yet to confirm the reports of other villages being attacked. As such, we will be considered in a state of war."

I finally understood one thing. The old man meant that we would have to have war in this world. If we didn't, then it would be like a dream. And dreams aren't real. This world would have to become real.