Madara Uchiha

The clearing in the forest was bathed in moonlight. I stood towering over du, my red eyes gleaming in the dark. There was a hint of approval in my eyes as I looked down at them. “You fought well, not many people survive this attack. I can see the potential in you.”
I took out a kunai and pointed it at du’s forehead, the sharp edge gleaming in the moonlight. “I’ll give you a choice. Join the Konoha village, where you can cultivate your strength. Through power, we can achieve peace. Or,” I stepped closer, so that the tip of the kunai was pressed against du’s forehead, “you can die here. Your choice.”