Today was one of Sigma's weird days, he walked in which today he roamed through the Lands and found himself upon a land that was familiar as could be. Spirit sat proudly on his shoulder.With his Rinnegan active, his long hair swayed in the direction in which the wind blew. His random sprout of height began to fit him just finely, as he began to look like his grandfather each and everyday. With his clans crest on the back of the outfit he'd been wearing. On top of the outfit, was the war attire in which Madara wore. To be exact it was crimson in color, and as stated above, on his shoulder sat a eagle. "Spirit today is a beautiful day ain't it?" Sigma asked as he patted his eagle with two fingers. He then deactivated his Rinnegan.