Madara Uchiha In An Isekai World

I dont know what i write in this i just began to write everything that came to my mind, and i have decided that people should get what they deserved for their action or in this case (speech).

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There are limits on what people can endure no matter who it is. There are limits placed on people or the limit they choose by training their mental or physical state.

And through that endurance and training comes confidence and with confidence comes pride, and pride has many people downfall while it is their whole life that is built on pride.

I don't know if I have made any meaning from that but that is just a basic of basics example for me to give.

Madara's whole life has been nothing but built on tragedy if we take a clear look at his past, born during a warring states period, trained to be fought in war, trained to be a clan leader, trained to be stronger so that he can take Uchiha Clan to great Heights.

But he didn't really matter as long as his brothers were his side, his family were his side, the father who wanted nothing but glory for the clan so deep as to force his sons to go through hell so that they wouldn't tarnish his or clan name.

Taking away their childhood and making their hand soaked in blood. But it was understandable as in war it is to fight or die, compassion, love or anything unnecessary are the things that take your life in a war. 

In a war… where there is only cruelty to show and if someone is showing kindness then it is just another ploy of them to give you a little hit of hope before they kill you.

And Madara was born during that period. He hated his father who pushed his brothers into war and they died, while he did not not even sparing a glance or showing remorse but constantly thumping those death responsibilities on Madara, blaming him for his brother's death again and again for a sole reason and that too was to make him strong.

So in short he hated his father.

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Madara doesn't know who this girl were or where did she come from, for him she was just someone who just came running from another table where she presumably was using a cloak to hide in a corner.

But that was not just the only thing, she began to heal the ones he had beaten just now, and now she was blaming him for something he hadn't even started.

And to top it off even involving his parents. If it was from before he came into this other world she should have been dead the moment he hindered his path.

"Huh!" Was the only thing that escaped Madara's vocal cords. 

The girl was healing the muscle guy while insulting Madara and being genuinely caring for that muscle guy.

And his face was almost healed from the glowing green light from the girl's hands, if anything it can be compared to a top level medical ninja in a shinobi world at the rate she was healing that guy's face.

But whatever was on the girl's mind had already irked some nerves of Madara. Madara was famous for many things in the shinobi world but the only thing anyone should care about is that he never genuinely cares if the opponent is a woman or a man as long as they are strong.

If they are strong he will get to have a slightly longer dance with them but if they are weak he utterly destroys them for even daring to go against him, for… What Madara hates the most is the weakness of any kind.

And the girl that is in front of Madara now was obviously a weakling not knowing the ways of the world.

"Please wait a moment! It will be done soon." The unknown girl comforts the muscle guy who was scared out of its wits.

Madara steps forward to where the muscle guy was, and just seeing him getting closer to himself, the opposite party was not happy in the least.

Muscle guy began to speak something but nothing coming out of its vocal, the reason was not cleared as to his vocal cords were damaged to he was just too scared to even utter a word.

Madara steps halted as he notices the burly man had peed and shit his pants, his pants fully wet from behind and front and It even escaped from his pants touching the wooden floor.

No matter what, but this act just had saved the man's life even if it was at the cost of his whole pride being shattered and being fully wet.

The girl being disgusted backed away as she stands up and make her distance from the man and closing her nose from entering the unwanted smell.

Very considerate for someone who was lecturing some other guy on being rude and to go even as far as involving one's parents.

Madara gazed diverted from the man to the girl who was about the same age as Madara body, if anything she looks more grown from her age, her hair being brown and her eyes carrying the sense of justice thing.

For some children, adults have taught them that as long as you stay or look strong in front of the opposing party you can hold your ground and even get the other party to back away.

But never cared to teach them that does not apply to certain individuals.

No one knows other than her what it was in her eyes that she holds, maybe she was thinking even if the other party was strong he would back away if she just held her ground.

But before she could speak something else or argue with Madara.

Madara lifted the unknown girl in the air by her throat.

"You were saying something…?"