NARUTO: The Saga of Crimson Monarch

The landscape was unrecognizable, a wasteland of shattered earth and burning skies. Trees were reduced to ashes, rivers had evaporated, and the very ground trembled with the lingering echoes of destruction. The once-vibrant world had been reduced to a mourning silence, as if the land itself wept for the chaos unleashed upon it.

Ares stood at the center of it all, a god of war. His blood-soaked hands while holding his sword, tattered clothes fluttered as if mocking the destruction around him. His crimson aura blazed like a wildfire, an unrelenting force that defied nature. In his hand, Abyssal Rapture hummed with dark energy, the blade seeming to pulse in time with the rhythmic beating of Ares' heart. His grin was feral and wild, his eyes burning with the thrill of battle.

The brothers, Hagoromo and Hamura, staggered to their feet, their bodies battered and broken. They were no longer the proud disciples Ares had once mentored. They had become shadows of their former selves, clinging to the last fragments of their strength. But the fire in their eyes—though dimmed—still burned with resistance.

Hagoromo coughed up blood, his voice hoarse as he clutched the Ruyi Skybane Staff, "Hamura..." he whispered, his words filled with a deep, bitter resignation. "This is it. We can't hold back anymore. If we do... we'll die."

Hamura's Tenseigan pulsed with a fierce azure light, its energy illuminating his bloodied face, and he leaned heavily on his weapon, Shakujō Kagejin. His breath was shallow, each inhale like a stab of agony. "I know… but even with everything we have, can we really…?"

Ares' laughter interrupted them, cruel and mocking, a low rumble that shook the air. "Doubt yourselves if you wish, Pathetic!!" he sneered. "But if you hesitate even for a second more, I will end you. Show me you are worthy of this fight—or die like weaklings."

And just like that, Ares was upon them.

No warning, no hesitation. One moment he was standing still, and the next, his blade cleaved the air, impossibly fast. Hagoromo barely had time to raise his Staff of Ruyi Skybane before the force of Ares' strike sent him hurtling backward, smashing through boulders and into the ground, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake. His body crashed into the earth, a sickening crack echoing from his broken form.

Hamura moved to strike, his chakra-infused weapon slashing with all his remaining strength, but Ares caught the blade barehanded. The weapon shattered into fragments, the power of his grip overwhelming. Before Hamura could react, Ares' fist connected with his stomach, sending him spiraling into the earth with bone-shattering force.

The battlefield trembled under the weight of Ares' assault, the sheer power of his strikes distorting reality itself. The brothers struggled to rise, but the pain was overwhelming, their bodies refusing to obey their will. Ares stood tall amidst the destruction, his presence a looming shadow of death. His crimson eyes glinted with a sadistic glee.

"This is pathetic!" Ares roared. "Have I taught you nothing? Get up! Fight me, or I'll carve my lesson into your flesh you trash disciplines!"

Hagoromo forced himself to his feet, every movement agony, but the fire in his eyes refused to die. His Rinnegan glowed with a burning fury as he channeled his remaining chakra into Ruyi Skybane. The weapon trembled, its staff handle crackling with raw, untamed energy. "My younger brother…" Hagoromo gasped, his voice steady despite the pain. "Still alive Hamura? "

Hamura, his Tenseigan blazing with azure light, forged a new blade from the shattered remains of Shakujō Kagejin. His chakra swirled around him like a furious storm. " Yes my elder brother, We've come too far to fall now!" he declared, his voice full of determination.

The brothers exchanged a final glance, an unspoken understanding passing between them. This was it. Their last stand. Together, they vanished in a blur, moving with the synchrony only years of training could forge. They launched their final assault, a combined strike fueled by all the power they had left.

Hagoromo's Ruyi Skybane became a whirlwind of light and lightning, each strike a tempest of unyielding force. Hamura's chakra-infused attacks erupted in destructive waves, his Tenseigan amplifying every blow with devastating precision. The very ground beneath them cracked and splintered, the air itself howling as their combined might clashed with Ares' indomitable presence.

But Ares was relentless. His Abyssal Rapture became a blur of crimson, moving faster than their eyes could follow. Each swing of the blade shattered the air, blocking and countering their attacks with terrifying ease. Shockwaves from each clash tore the earth apart, and the force of their battle threatened to tear the world itself asunder.

"You call this serious?" Ares taunted, his voice cold and mocking. "You still hesitate! You still hold back! Do you think this is enough to face a god?"

With a roar of rage, Ares unleashed his devastating technique. "Crimson Cataclysm!" The blade of Abyssal Rapture erupted with violent energy, sending a massive wave of destruction crashing toward the brothers. Their combined attacks were barely enough to create a shield, but the impact was catastrophic.

The force of the explosion sent them flying. The world seemed to blur around them as their bodies were torn apart by the sheer weight of Ares' power. When they finally came to a stop, their bodies were broken, their breathing shallow and ragged. But their will remained unbroken.

"We... can't... give up..." Hagoromo, his vision fading in and out as he struggled to rise. His both arm was useless, his body a broken shell of what it once was. But the fire in his eyes still burned. "Hamura... this is it ! "

Hamura, battered and bloodied, nodded with unwavering resolve. His Tenseigan glowed like twin stars, his spirit unyielding despite the odds. "Let's end this. Once and for all."

Ares watched them, a cruel smile curling his lips. "Finally," he sneered. "Show me your resolve. Prove to me that you deserve to stand before me!"

The brothers gathered every ounce of their remaining power. Hagoromo's Rinnegan pulsed with untold strength, and his voice echoed across the battlefield as he gathered every scrap of chakra in his body, unleashing a tremendous force. "Shinra Tensei !!" Hagoromo shouted, unleashing the technique with the full power of his Rinnegan. The sheer force of the repulsion sent shockwaves through the ground, a massive push of energy that threatened to tear Ares asunder.

Hamura, with his Tenseigan glowing brighter than ever, joined the assault, his chakra reaching a pinnacle as he created the final, devastating strike."Ten no ikari yo !!" he roared, pouring every ounce of his remaining strength into the attack.

The two forces collided, a cataclysmic wave of energy combining to form an unstoppable storm of monstrous combine attack.

[ " Uchū no Ikari !! " ] The brothers roared together, their voices filled with fury.

[ "Wrath of the Cosmos !!" ]

The two forces merged, creating an unstoppable Cosmic Storm of Destruction that surged toward Ares. as if the very universe had unleashed its vengeance. It was a final, desperate push, a last-ditch effort to defeat the god of war.

Ares grinned, his blood boiling with anticipation. "Let's see if you can survive this!" he roared, raising Abyssal Rapture high.

With a single, deadly swing, Ares unleashed his most powerful technique. "Divine Departure Shot! Disintegrate!" A massive dragon of crimson energy erupted from his blade, its sheer force obliterating the air itself. The two attacks collided in a blinding explosion, the shockwave shaking the heavens.

For a moment, everything went silent. The battlefield, once a place of chaos and destruction, now lay still. When the dust settled, nothing remained but the aftermath of a cataclysmic clash.

The air was thick with the scent of blood, the echoes of their battle still lingering in the silence.

Who had survived?

The Aftermath :

Hagoromo and Hamura lay on the ground, barely conscious. Their weapons shattered, their bodies broken, but they had done the impossible—they had injured Ares. A deep gash ran down his left arm, blood dripping onto the earth. The battlefield was silent, the air heavy with the weight of their final clash.

Ares stood over them, his expression unreadable at first. Then, slowly, a smile crept across his face—faint, but undeniable. "You've done well," he said, his voice soft for the first time, a hint of admiration in his tone. "You've earned my respect."

He knelt beside them, his proud gaze fixed on his battered disciples. "Hagoromo, your will to stand against me, no matter the odds, is unparalleled. Hamura, your strength and resolve are a testament to your unyielding caurage." His eyes shimmered with pride. "You are both worthy of my pride my precious discipline ."

As tears streamed from their eyes, Ares handed them the photo of their time together. "This is my parting gift. Remember this moment, and remember my final teaching: True strength is not measured by destruction, but by the lives you save."

He placed his hands over their broken bodies, healing their wounds and mending their shattered bones. His chakra surrounded them, restoring their strength and give them senzu bean's. With a wave of his hand, their broken weapons were reforged, glowing with newfound power, sharper and stronger than before, Ares said. "Use them well."

He stood, turning to leave as the sun rose over the battlefield. "Today, I leave not as your master, but as the witness to your triumph. Farewell," with one last proud glance, he turned away.

And with that, Ares vanished, leaving the brothers lying on the ground, transformed by the trial and their final lesson.

Hagoromo and Hamura lay amidst the ruins, their hearts filled with both pain and pride. They had passed the trial, earning not just their master's recognition but their own.Their bodies trembled uncontrollably, tears flowing as they cried bitterly.