A liminal space in Amegakure, the Hidden Rain Village, exactly as seen in Naruto. Towering metal buildings rise into the misty sky, their surfaces slick with constant rainfall. The narrow streets are lined with pipes, walkways, and industrial structures, all soaked in a never- ending drizzle. Neon lights flicker faintly, reflecting in the puddles that cover the ground. The village is completely empty—no people, no movement, only the sound of raindrops echoing through the deserted alleys. The metal bridges connecting the high- rise structures stretch into the distance, disappearing into the fog. The air is thick with humidity, and the usual bustling presence of shinobi is gone. The city feels suspended in time, its mechanical heart still beating, but with no one left to witness it. The rain continues to fall, endlessly, over a village lost in solitude