"Not bad… what an impressive junior."
"The idea of unifying the ninja world… I like it."
After listening to Senju Hashirama recount everything that had happened, Senju Tobirama turned his gaze toward Naruto, a clear note of admiration in his eyes.
Unlike his older brother, Tobirama had always been more pragmatic—his thinking often aligned more closely with Uchiha Madara's. He understood that kind of ideology… and to some extent, he even agreed with it.
But agreement with an idea did not mean agreement with the method.
Madara's approach had always been too extreme. And ever since the death of Uchiha Izuna, Tobirama had carried a deep resentment—not just toward Madara, but toward the entire Uchiha clan.
Yet now…
After everything had been revealed…
After seeing the truth laid bare before him…
And witnessing the scene unfolding with his own eyes—
His perspective had changed.
Completely.
The Five Kage. Madara. Hashirama. The Sage of Six Paths. Ōtsutsuki Kaguya.
And standing above them all—
A single blond boy who could suppress every one of them.
For the first time in history, the conditions required to unify the ninja world truly existed.
Tobirama's eyes gleamed.
As the Second Hokage, he had imagined such a future countless times. But without the right circumstances, it had always remained nothing more than an impossible dream.
Now…
It was real.
And he wasn't the only one who realized it.
Among those revived by the Reanimation Jutsu—former Kage, clan leaders, and legendary figures—many began to understand the weight of this moment.
This gathering…
Was the greatest convergence of power the ninja world had ever seen.
As the initial shock faded and emotional reunions came to an end, rational thought began to return.
And with it—
Conflict.
"Unifying the ninja world? That kid?"
"You've got to be kidding!"
"If we unify, does that mean our village disappears?!"
"Ridiculous! Who gave him the right?"
"Iwagakure should lead unification—not some random brat!"
"This is reckless. Force everyone together and it'll explode sooner or later!"
"There are too many people, too many interests—this will never work!"
Voices rose one after another, the noise swelling into chaos.
Some opposed outright. Some supported cautiously. Some agreed with the idea but feared its consequences. Others simply refused to accept Naruto's authority.
And as the number of voices increased—
So did the arrogance behind them.
After all, who among them wasn't powerful? Who didn't carry pride forged through countless battles?
Many of them had never witnessed Naruto's strength firsthand.
So naturally…
They underestimated him.
Naruto simply stood there, a faint smile on his face, watching in silence as their voices grew louder, their confidence swelling unchecked.
Nearby, Uzumaki Kushina held Naruto's hand tightly, her eyes glistening with tears.
"That child… he's been all alone," she whispered. "How much did he have to endure to become this strong…?"
"They're going too far…"
Even Minato Namikaze frowned slightly. Unlike the others, he understood something they did not—he had glimpsed the truth of parallel worlds.
And deep down…
He was certain.
That boy… was his son.
"Fifth Hokage-sama," Orochimaru said with a faint grin, "should I silence them?"
Naruto shook his head lightly.
"No. Let them talk."
"The more they speak… the more they'll think later."
The noise only grew louder.
The resurrected Kage began scolding the current generation, their anger flaring after learning that the Five Great Villages had already submitted.
The Third Raikage roared in fury.
"You agreed to this?! Have you lost your mind?!"
The Fourth Raikage stood stiffly, like a child being reprimanded.
"…He's too strong," he admitted. "If we resisted… the village might have been destroyed…"
"Bullshit!" the Third Raikage snapped. "No one is that strong! And what is this nonsense about the Sage of Six Paths and chakra ancestors? Sounds like a fairy tale!"
The Fourth Raikage clenched his fists but said nothing more.
Because deep down…
He knew it was all true.
At last, Naruto raised his hand.
"Enough."
His voice wasn't loud.
But it carried.
Clear. Absolute.
Instantly, silence fell.
Only a few of the resurrected continued speaking, their voices now jarringly out of place.
Naruto extended his hand.
Chakra chains erupted outward, splitting and multiplying in an instant—five became ten, ten became twenty, twenty became forty.
"What are you doing?!"
"How dare you?!"
"You insolent brat!"
The loudest voices—
Were the first to fall.
In a single moment, they were bound completely, like prey caught in an inescapable trap.
They couldn't dodge.
They couldn't resist.
Naruto flicked his fingers.
BOOM.
Their bodies slammed into the ground.
Again.
And again.
And again.
Bones shattered. Limbs twisted. Bodies crushed under an overwhelming force.
Even the Third Raikage—
Had his head smashed apart.
Only for it to regenerate moments later.
The terror on his face said everything.
No one spoke.
No one dared.
Even Ōtsutsuki Kaguya and the Sage of Six Paths felt a subtle chill.
Because this wasn't just strength.
This was absolute control.
The kind of overwhelming dominance…
That reduced even gods to insignificance.
Tobirama exhaled slowly.
"…Now I understand."
"Why you abandoned your ideals, brother."
Hashirama said nothing.
Because in the face of such power—
Even ideals had to bow.
Naruto smiled again.
Gentle.
Calm.
"Any more opinions?"
"This is a democratic meeting," he added lightly. "You're free to speak."
The entire crowd trembled.
Not a single voice responded.
Even the Third Raikage remained silent.
Nearby, Uzumaki Naruto and Sasuke watched everything unfold, their eyes burning with intensity. That overwhelming presence… that unquestionable authority… left a deep imprint on them.
A seed had been planted.
Naruto finally spoke again.
"Each village will draft its own framework," he said. "Then we'll combine them."
"List every problem. Every solution."
"Peaceful or violent—write it all down."
"No shortcuts."
"Unification is inevitable."
"If you want to minimize your losses… then think carefully."
He paused briefly.
"That's all you need to do."
Then he turned.
"You all—come with me."
Ōtsutsuki Kaguya. The Sage of Six Paths. Shiren. Obito. Itachi. Nagato. The members of the Akatsuki.
All of them followed.
Inside the Ōtsutsuki palace, Naruto took his seat upon the throne, his gaze sweeping across those gathered below.
"This world," he said slowly, "now belongs to itself."
"But you…"
"You're different."
"You've committed countless crimes. War. Mass slaughter. Destruction."
"I could leave your judgment to this world…"
His voice turned cold.
"But I won't."
"Since I intervened…"
"I will decide your fate."
Even Kaguya remained silent.
For the first time—
She felt pressure.
Naruto's gaze settled on her.
"Ōtsutsuki Kaguya," he said.
"You cast the Infinite Tsukuyomi. You created White Zetsu. You became the root of chaos in this world."
"Your sealing…"
"Was punishment."
"But it wasn't enough."
Naruto raised two fingers.
"I'll give you two choices."
"First…"
"I seal you again."
"Forever."
Kaguya's expression paled instantly.
That endless darkness.
That eternal isolation.
It was worse than death.
Yet she said nothing.
Because she understood—
She had no right to refuse.
Naruto's presence was absolute.
Like judgment itself.
Her voice trembled faintly as she finally spoke.
"…Then…"
"What is the second option?"
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