Duel between the Wicked

The enclosed beach is silent. The sun is blinding at it emerges; it rises like a yellow balloon on the distant horizon. As the sun gradually starts to appear, a new day unfolds. As the gentle waves lap against the shore, a shoal of crowded fish dart to and from. Seagulls swoop down from the sky determined to catch their unsuspecting prey. The never ending golden sand stretches out as far as he can see, waiting patiently for people to leave their mark. The silent echo of the lifeless sea is startling as the day begins; it was almost as if it had sucked out the souls of the nearby creatures."Silence, peace, tranquility. Three things that aren't very common in this rotten land." he thought, sitting down admiring the the sun on the coast of the Land of Sound. The man was none other than one of the five Gorosei, Shenron Uzumaki.

"You've never been one to adore the Shinobi World." A beautiful spirit only visible to the eyes of the Red-Haired Mage would appear, sitting right next to him.

"Adore.....please, I was simply stating that this is a false illusion, that'll only be maintained for short amount of time. Hmph, I can already sense the tensions rising, as one of those disgusting mongrels are coming my way." he responded closing his eyes, taking in the beautiful scenery one last time before it is ruined.