Yamato stood atop the head of Hashirama Senju, at the Valley of End. He looked down upon Hashirama, knowing this is who he was once. Atleast, his DNA came from this person. He heard great things of this person he appeared to be related to. Yet, he knew nothing of the other person. He simply stood there, admiring the beauty of the landscape, and dozing off into a daydream about the past.