Madara

Madara once lead his own Clan proudly; with an iron will and a heart of gold. He strove to lead them to greatness but there were some who thought his way unjust. He was very determined to have those who followed him see his ideals but alas, some under him fled to other clans where they thought they would be better protected.

After some time, he ended up fighting with his childhood friend for rights to rule. They came to an agreement when Madara was defeated to lead the clans together. This peace didn't last as Madara learned a harsh truth...there will never be peace. He tried to convince his friend that the village they had created together, Konoha, was a lost cause and that additional measure would need to be made in order to have true peace. No one was hearing him so he left.
When he returned, he brought with him a demon in an attempt to reclaim the land for himself. He died in this battle but he had prepared for it in advanced. Soon before the battle, he scheduled his rebirth to take place a few weeks after his death. What he forgot to specify was how he'd come back...



The time had come for Madara to awaken but he had forgotten a small detail. He had failed to mention the state and location of his rebirth. Thinking that his world was the only one was a mistake on his part. It took him a while to see that his body had taken a form more akin to his true nature, a Guardian. He laid there wondering how such a thing was possible... His eyes still seemed to possess Sharingan and his element seemed to still be intact but there was no way for him to make any hand signs with his claws.
After waiting for answers to bestow themselves upon him, which they didn't, he decided it would be best to take some action; he needed information. His first task was to find out where he was and why this land was chosen as his new home.He traveled around until he came across a Lair of Fire. He learned then that the eye color determined where dragons originated from. His eye were like those of fire dragons. He decided to stay as fate decided, as fate who had given him fire eyes.

Even as a dragon, his ambitions stuck with him. To Madara, the clashes between the Flights reminded him of his homeland, plagued by constant wars. He was brought here for a reason, he thought. He would bring peace to this land as well.



In his new Lair, he grouped up a few people to execute his initial plan. This would prove to be much more difficult than in his world however as instead of the tailed beasts, he was up against 11 god dragons. The first goal was to defeat the Flamecaller as she was closest. Of course this didn't go well, everyone was injured but not killed. The Flamecaller saw the fire in Madara's eyes as he came at her in an attempt to realize his own justice. She explained that there was nothing to fear here. There was no malice between the Flights.

Those who sided with him offered their service to the Flamecaller rather than returning to the Lair with Madara. He cast aside his plans for Konoha as well, another exalted to the gods. It took much getting used to but he eventually found himself to be very comfortable in this new land and even as a dragon. It made him feel powerful in its own right.
He now wears his armor in honor of his past self and makes sure he is the best he can be. He's the provider for his Lair in a discreet sort of way, he has fathered many dragons who now serve the Flamecaller. He is proud to be under her and proud of his eyes. Proud to be in such an amazing Flight.



-bio thanks to MadaraKeehl-