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With that thought in mind, Daiki made his way over to where he left his re-animated zombie slaves. Finding them standing in a line like the lemmings they were.
He'd need to get them all Anbu outfits to put them to work. they had a lot of community service hours to work off after all.
Except Orochimaru that is.
He had a much grander purpose in mind for him.
He made his way straight over to the re-animated Orochimaru, placing a hand on his shoulder, "Immortality and all the jutsu in the world, are such small things, I've got a much greater goal for you to work on," Daiki grinned, "You're going to give me all the video games I want."
Every single fucking one.
There was an interesting resonance between the Shinkugan and the Sharingan. One of the abilities of the Shinkugan, was boosting the mental prowess of the user. That included an in incredible memory.
Things he could only vaguely remember, and things he'd outright forgotten? He could recall them with perfect clarity.
The Sharingan granted an eidetic memory. Meaning, anything he saw or experienced, was permanently seared into his brain, forever.
Together, it allowed him perfect recall of every single memory he had since he first became aware as a person to form such memories.
He tended to keep most of it suppressed, and out of mind because there was just so much. But, if he so desired, he could perfectly recall everything he'd ever seen, heard, thought or experienced since he was four years old.
Both versions.
Which also meant. He could recall every plot and feature of every video game he'd ever played through. And any of the features he'd seen in any of the video games and consoles.
And so, as he looked into the re-animated Orochimary's eyes. He called forth the power of the Shinkugan, diving into the mans mind and deposited near every single memory he ever had centred around video games and gaming consoles.
Pokemon, Mario, Crash Bandicoot, Spyro The Dragon, Elder Scrolls, Digimon, Final Fantasy and more. The only games he avoided giving Orochimaru knowledge were of the Naruto games themselves.
But not just the games. The consoles as well. Gameboy, Gameboy Advance, Nintendo DS, Playstation one through four, PsP's, Xbox, Xbox 360, Pc's, Nintendo 64.
And that wasn't the end of it either. Smart Phones and movies. Anime and television shows. Everything and anything that came to mind for his own personal entertainment.
He dumped into Orochimaru's mind.
And as he pulled back from dumping all of that memory into Orochimaru's head, he stared into the glazed, dead eyes of the snake man, before issuing a single order, "Go."
And without saying a word, Orochimaru walked passed him off towards his former base, where all his technology was.
Daiki tapped his chin, "Of course, if I want anything new, I'll need to get him some helpers." he mused. He couldn't exactly say Orochimaru would be the most creative when it came to making anything new.
Or perhaps with all the memories of various settings, movies, anime, books and more he'd forced upon the snake man, that genius brain of his, would be forced towards creativity?
And the man could make as many shadow clones as he needed as well. He cast a look at the lemmings left standing in front of him. Bone boy, Guren and Baldy Shin.
"…Yeah, you three would be no help." he shook his head. He decided then. If any of the cloud monkeys or rock humpers seemed to be creative enough, he'd elevate them beyond their pitiful station once he killed them and allow them into his undying service.
'Yes, I'm sure they'd be incredibly grateful.' Isobu snorted, 'How magnanimous of you.'
As they should be, Daiki smirked, stretching his hands above his head for a few moments. Before holding his hand out, and summoning the scroll he'd just received from Toka.
"Now then, I suppose it's about time to take the power of that hippy for myself." the boy Hokage mused.
And beyond that. It was time to not only claim the Wood Style, but every elemental bloodline for himself.
Thanks to his shenanigans when he created his Truth Seeking Ball, he knew the perfect ratio needed for every element. Of course, even with that, the problem would be learning the jutsu for each sub element and training in it. And his Chakra Armour to work as an example.
Luckily, he already had access to an Ice Style user to learn from, 'And a crystal style user now as well.' he thought, with a smirk glancing at the re-animated Guren.
Hell, his clones had already learned the process for training the Ice Style and the process behind all of her ice style jutsu.
And he had chakra blades of every element, ready and waiting to be used. And sealed.
"Sunpo." he said, leaving that dimension behind and appearing in the larger, darker land he'd inherited from Isobu.
And where his seals were set up just waiting for him.
'Speaking of,' Isobu hummed thoughtfully, 'I've been thinking. Your Bloodline Usurpation Seal wouldn't usually work with an elemental bloodline since it requires a physical representation of the bloodline to add to your genome. But, the Wood Style has become outright one with Hashirama's cells. I believe, while your seal would not work on say the cells of Pakura of the Scorch Style to gain her bloodline, it has a high chance of succeeding with Hashirama's cells with a lot less risk.'
Daiki paused, eyebrows rising, "Risk?" he asked aloud, "Didn't you say if anything went wrong, it would be fine because you could get rid of the cells?"
'Yes I did, and I stand by it,' Isobu replied, his voice turning dry, 'But, I do also remember telling you, if it did go wrong, the process would be agonising for you. It would be like ripping the sinew from you. It would be horribly painful. And while we'd eventually get it to work regardless, it would be a lot of time I'd have to listen to you screaming in agony.'
"As if I'd scream, I'm the goddamn Hokage." Daiki puffed his chest out, "I would bellow."
'Yes, how very manly of you,' Isobu laughed, 'Either way, it's worth trying, no?'
…It was indeed.