That's right—she had seen the Allied Shinobi Forces battling the reanimated shinobi. She had seen Madara's resurrection. She had seen Obito confronting Naruto and Killer B.
Sakiya instantly understood where she had landed in time.
This was during the Fourth Great Ninja War.
Based on the timeline of her original world, this moment was well beyond her own era—around the time of the first Ninja League's exams.
In fact, the world she came from hadn't even reached this point yet.
It felt as though Sakiya had stumbled into the future.
And in this world—there was no one she recognized. No one who recognized her.
She watched Madara tearing through enemy forces with overwhelming power, blades sweeping through the battlefield like a storm.
Thoughtfully, she murmured,
"So this is a parallel world… or maybe this is the real, original timeline?"
Her dual-colored eyes—one red, one blue—glinted faintly.
"Dragon Veins… maybe they're connected to the planet's core. Maybe that's how they link different timelines or dimensions."
She felt a sudden clarity—as if the pieces were beginning to fit together.
"If that's true… then this might be the end of my journey through time."
She looked toward Madara, who had just been forced back a few steps. A playful smile curved on her lips.
"Well… might as well have some fun first. Come on then! Someone come welcome me!"
With that, energy surged around her. The air crackled with visible light as Sakiya launched forward like an arrow fired from a bow.
She broke through the edge of the stratosphere, entering the planet's atmosphere at high speed.
A glowing shield of energy enveloped her body, protecting her from the heat of re-entry. As she descended, the friction with the atmosphere created a raging trail of flame. Her energy shield shimmered, changing colors as it streaked downward.
From the ground, it looked like a blazing meteor—its fiery tail slicing through the sky.
Her target: Uchiha Madara.
---
Madara narrowed his eyes.
It was a person.
A girl.
Young, by the look of her.
And yet—she had descended from the sky like a falling star.
That alone said everything.
To enter the battlefield in this way… her power must be immense.
With his enhanced vision, he had seen her descending from kilometers above. That wasn't just showmanship—it was real.
More than anything, what struck him was her presence.
That pressure. That energy.
It was stronger than even Hashirama's full-powered Sage Mode chakra burst.
Madara frowned slightly.
He would need to take this seriously.
---
As the blazing meteor approached with overwhelming force, panic spread through the battlefield.
The shinobi began to flee in all directions.
Onoki and Gaara both felt the immense pressure bearing down from above.
"This thing isn't actually that large," Onoki muttered, squinting into the sky. "As long as everyone gets far enough back, they should be fine!"
A ninja glanced up while sprinting, his eyes wide.
"Yeah, it's not that big! Just keep running!"
But by the time they could make out the object's true size, it was already dangerously close to the ground.
And at the speed it was falling...
FWOOOM!
A blinding light flashed—
The meteor struck the ground just a hundred meters in front of Madara.
BOOOOM!!
The earth trembled violently. Waves of sand rolled outward like a tsunami, and for a moment, it felt like the entire world was shaking.
The shockwave hit like a tidal blast, sending sand flying high into the air, forming waves nearly thirty meters tall.
Madara had prepared himself. He activated Susano'o, shifting it from the first to the second form just in time to withstand the impact.
Mu, however, had no such defense. Within that hundred-meter radius, he was obliterated by the blast of sand and force. If he hadn't been reanimated, he would've been crushed outright.
As for the Allied Shinobi Forces, most of them had evacuated far enough back. Still, the shockwave reached them. Many were thrown through the air, but they sustained only minor injuries.
---
Then, everyone saw it—
At the heart of the impact site…
Someone was standing there.
A girl.
Sakiya.
She stood in the crater's center, unmoving, bathed in the lingering glow of energy. Her mismatched eyes—one red, one blue—shimmered faintly.
The air around her rippled with power. Small fragments of rock floated weightlessly around her like she was bending gravity itself.
She said nothing. Her face was calm, expressionless, yet captivating.
The shinobi stared in stunned silence.
That meteor...
Had been her?
A girl?
What kind of person enters a battlefield like this?
Why had she come crashing down from the sky?
And what was this pressure surrounding her?
The Allied Shinobi Forces were at a loss. Questions filled their minds, and no one had answers.
Gaara, Onoki, Naruto—all of them stood frozen in disbelief.
This girl wasn't someone they recognized. Yet her power was undeniable.
A young girl with no reputation… possessing that kind of force?
Even Orochimaru, who had just regenerated, caught sight of her and furrowed his brow.
"…Who is she?"
Sakiya ignored the Shinobi Alliance, calmly raising one hand to her face—her fingers gently parting, one eye staring directly at Madara through the gap between them.
"From a distant time and space, I heard the world crying out," she said quietly. "Its voice… Gaia—the consciousness of this world—called to me, asking for protection."
She extended her hand toward Madara, her gaze unwavering.
"And the source of the disruption… it seems to be you."
Madara folded his arms, intrigued rather than alarmed. A thin smirk curved across his lips.
"Oh? So you are here for me."
He studied her with keen interest. "Your strength must be something special if the world itself chose you. I've been searching for someone worthy of battle—someone to stand beside Hashirama as my equal. Are you that person?"
Their conversation left the others stunned.
Even Kabuto—watching from the shadows—looked confused.
Why was Madara treating her words as fact? World consciousness? Time-space displacement?
Shouldn't anyone hearing that kind of talk be at least a little… surprised?
But Madara accepted it all without hesitation.
Sakiya was amused by his response. She smiled faintly.
"Oh? Confident, aren't you, human?"
"In that case… I'll show you the true power of my Eye of Death."
"The power that slays gods like ants."
As she spoke, her mismatched eyes flared—and the dormant energy within her began to rise.
Chakra, as if sensing something primal and terrifying, recoiled. It shrank into the corners of her body like prey hiding from a predator.
Then—BOOM.
A corona of golden-red energy burst from her. It cloaked her small frame like divine armor, radiant and terrifying all at once.
The pressure was immediate. Crippling.
The battlefield fell under her presence like ants beneath a boot.
The weak collapsed instantly. Stronger shinobi sank into the sand, their bodies weighed down by a crushing force. Their feet dug into the ground as if the gravity itself had multiplied.
Worse yet, their chakra became sluggish—unresponsive. As if it were bending to her presence. Submitting.
Like a lower species cowering before a higher one.
There was no resisting it.
Even Madara's Susano'o began to crack and crumble under the invisible pressure.
Madara himself trembled—not with fear, but with exhilaration. His body felt heavy, like he was fighting a battle against existence itself.
Still, his eyes locked onto her, wild with energy and curiosity.
"Hahahaha! So this is your power?"
"Amazing… Is this what the Sage of Six Paths felt like?"
"You—you must be one of his descendants!"
"I thought I needed the Ten Tails to reach that level, but no… You were hiding in the shadows all along!"
"You've hidden it well, haven't you?"
His words caught Sakiya off guard.
She hadn't expected that reaction.
In truth, she'd barely released a fraction of her strength.
And yet, the results were overwhelming.
It made her wonder… just how strong was she?
Even just standing there, she could probably destroy the entire planet without effort.
And in that moment, her eyes began to see more.
She realized what her power truly was.
She could see the structure of the world—its layers, time, and space. She could sense the flow of causality, like she was standing in a dimension above all things.
Like a fourth-dimensional being staring into a three-dimensional world.
She was not all-knowing—but she could feel what omniscience might be like. And it scared her.
She could process all information.
But if she did… if she truly let herself become omniscient…
She feared she would stop being herself.
She would lose her emotions.
She would become a concept. A force. A god without warmth.
Sakiya took a breath and whispered to herself:
"…No. That's not what I want."
This power—it was too much.
Seeing everything, knowing too much—it brought with it a coldness that threatened to strip away what made her human.
It made everything—every living being—look like meaningless particles in a vast, dead sea of space.
In this elevated state of vision, everything appeared as particles—some in order, some in chaos.
To Sakiya, it all felt meaningless.
She let out a long sigh and slowly closed her eyes, stepping back from the overwhelming clarity.
"…Let's look at Madara again."
She opened her eyes and muttered, "Sage of Six Paths? Gods? In my view, they're just humans. Nothing more."
As she said this, her gaze pierced through layers of space, her sight landing on an old man secretly watching from beyond the veil of life.
The Sage of Six Paths felt a sudden chill run through his soul. He shuddered involuntarily.
His brother, Hamura, looked at him in confusion.
"Brother? Are you cold?"
The Sage glanced at him, then looked back toward the world of the living, speaking in a low, steady voice.
"Something is coming. A being from beyond. A force summoned by the will of the world itself."
"What our mother is doing… is tearing this world apart."
"I only hope she won't be destroyed in return."
Hamura looked stunned. Then, his eyes lit up with a flicker of hope. "Then should we stop her?"
"We can't."
The Sage of Six Paths closed his eyes slowly and shook his head.
"Even at the height of our power… we would still fail."
---
Back on the battlefield, Madara stared in disbelief at Sakiya.
"The Sage of Six Paths… just another human? Then who are you?"
Though under immense pressure, Madara stood tall. His gaze met hers, burning with curiosity and defiance.
"Are you… a god from another world?"
Sakiya tilted her head and gave a tired shrug.
"I'm just someone who's interested in maintaining balance across dimensions. A girl with the Eye of Death. That's all."
"But this is honestly boring. I shouldn't have released so much power."
"This isn't fun anymore."
With a bored expression, she extended her hand forward.
The space before her shattered instantly, golden light bursting from the break.
In an instant—the reincarnation jutsu anchoring Madara unraveled. He felt his soul being pulled away, helpless to stop it, returning to the afterlife.
But the golden light didn't stop.
It spread.
Ten kilometers.
A hundred.
Half a planet.
Every reanimated shinobi touched by the light cracked with golden fissures and then exploded into fragments—their souls yanked back to where they belonged.
It didn't stop there.
Obito, Kabuto—even Black Zetsu and White Zetsu—were hit.
In a flash, their chakra was emptied. Their bodies collapsed, drained and powerless.
Black and White Zetsu turned to ash on the spot.
---
Meanwhile, the golden light that touched Naruto's side felt warm—healing, even. His injuries vanished, his spirit lifted.
The entire battlefield fell silent.
Sakiya hovered quietly in the air, cloaked in glowing gold-red light, her pressure now withdrawn.
The ninjas who had been bathed in the golden light slowly looked up at her.
They didn't hesitate.
They knelt.
"To be in the presence of a true god…"
That was the thought in every mind.
But Sakiya only felt more bored.
She'd planned to test Madara—maybe play a little. But she'd gone too far too fast.
She learned many things… but none of them really mattered to her.
Well—maybe one thing was useful.
She raised a hand toward Naruto, and a golden spark darted forward, vanishing into his forehead.
She had given him knowledge.
Naruto blinked as it downloaded into his mind: information about the Ōtsutsuki Clan, Kaguya's seal on the moon, Madara's true goal, and the larger design even the Sage had hidden.
Everything.
Gaara tensed, concerned by Sakiya's sudden action—but Naruto simply looked thoughtful.
He understood. He remembered.
And he bowed his head.
"Thank you. I'll protect everyone. I won't let you down."
Sakiya smiled faintly.
"Hmm… do whatever you want. I'm leaving now. There's no reason for me to stay here."
Naruto took a step forward. "Wait—please—"
But Sakiya didn't turn around.
She snapped her fingers.
The space around her shattered like glass, revealing a swirling black portal.
And just like that, her figure vanished inside.
The rift sealed shut in a blink.
Naruto stood there in silence, staring at the space she had left behind.