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[Chat Group For The Death] Chapter 131 - 135
🕑 Added 2025-02-27 01:00:02 +0000 UTCChapter 131: Uchiha Madara… My Nephew?!
Seeing Uzumaki Nagato’s appearance, the chat group members were momentarily stunned.
[Chat Group]
Sword God Ryuma: "Is this really Uzumaki Nagato?"
Whitebeard: "The one who controlled those 'almighty god' puppets and made all those grand declarations… looks like a sickly twig?"
Pirate King Roger: "Not what I expected at all. I thought he’d be some towering warlord."
Fire Fist Ace: "Damn, he looks like he’s one strong breeze away from collapsing."
Doflamingo: "Fufufufu! Those Rinnegan are clearly draining his life force."
Senju Tobirama: "No surprise. Those eyes never belonged to him in the first place."
Lucas floated down and landed lightly in front of Uzumaki Nagato, his expression calm yet piercing. "It seems that these eyes, which don’t belong to you, have placed an immense burden on your body. Your vitality… it’s almost drained, isn’t it?"
Nagato met Lucas’s gaze without flinching. "These eyes are mine!" he declared firmly.
Lucas sneered. "Don’t kid yourself. If they were truly yours, they wouldn’t be eating away at your life like this."
Suddenly, five more of Nagato’s Paths of Pain appeared around him, each one bearing the Rinnegan. They moved swiftly, surrounding Lucas.
Nagato’s voice was calm but authoritative. "You dare stand against a god? Then be prepared for divine judgment."
Lucas chuckled, unimpressed. "You think these puppets can stop me? Naïve."
Without another word, he moved. In an instant, he appeared before Asura Path and struck. His Armament Haki-infused punch, combined with the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, shattered the puppet into fragments.
Nagato’s expression tightened.
"Missile barrage—fire!"
Asura Path transformed, its body shifting as multiple missile launchers emerged. A swarm of projectiles shot toward Lucas.
Without hesitation, Lucas activated the power of the Gold-Gold Fruit. With a wave of his hand, the ground beneath him turned into flowing gold, rising to form a massive shield.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The missiles detonated against the golden wall, causing ripples across its surface but failing to penetrate.
Suddenly, Preta Path lunged from behind, aiming to drain Lucas’s energy. Before it could even make contact, the golden ground churned like a tidal wave, smashing into the puppet and trapping it in a massive golden hand.
Nagato’s eyes narrowed. "No chakra absorption?"
Preta Path’s ability should have neutralized any attack based on chakra, yet it failed to affect the golden construct at all.
Lucas smirked. "Figured it out, huh? Too bad it doesn’t change anything."
He waved his hand, and the golden waves beneath him shifted into razor-sharp white threads. In the blink of an eye, the Hell Path—the one responsible for reviving the others—was impaled.
"Three down."
Nagato clenched his fists. He had planned to retreat and repair the Deva Path, but now, with Hell Path destroyed, that option was gone.
At that moment, Asura Path transformed further, saw blades and drills emerging from its arms. Meanwhile, Animal Path performed a Summoning Jutsu, calling forth a monstrous beast with Rinnegan eyes.
Nagato refused to surrender. He had spoken with such arrogance before—bowing down now would be humiliating.
Lucas remained unfazed. He raised his hand. "Let’s finish this."
Two clones of Lucas appeared at his sides, each pulling golden longswords from the shifting gold beneath them.
"Divine Departure!"
"Wave Slash!"
"Dragon Flash!"
All three attacks landed simultaneously. Animal Path was sliced in half before it could issue another command. Asura Path, despite its reinforced body, was cleaved apart by the sheer force of the wave slash. Human Path—which had no real combat ability—was instantly decapitated before it could react.
Peng!
With Animal Path dead, its summoned creatures vanished in puffs of smoke.
Nagato’s eyes widened in disbelief.
"Nagato!"
A voice called out in concern. From above, Konan descended, her paper wings spreading as she rushed toward him.
Lucas raised a finger. "Birdcage."
Thin white threads shot into the sky, weaving together into a cage that enclosed Konan, cutting off her approach.
Nagato, desperate, activated the last ability at his disposal. From his machine-like lower body, a black chakra rod launched toward Lucas. Anyone pierced by the rod would fall under his control.
Lucas didn’t even blink.
CLANG!
A barrier of Armament Haki formed in front of him, deflecting the rod effortlessly. The projectile spun in the air before embedding itself harmlessly in a distant wall.
Lucas sighed. "Enough of this."
In an instant, he appeared in front of Nagato and grabbed his face. Before the weakened man could react, Lucas forcibly extracted his Rinnegan, plucking both eyes from their sockets.
[Chat Group]
Senju Hashirama: "@Lucas, how about letting him go? Nagato was manipulated his whole life, and unlike Uchiha Obito, he hasn’t committed truly irreparable crimes."
Uchiha Madara: "Hashirama, are you sympathizing with him just because he’s an Uzumaki?"
Senju Hashirama: "Shut up, Madara! This is all your fault!"
Lucas sighed. "Alright, fine. Since you said so, I’ll let him go."
Lucas raised his hand, channeling medical ninjutsu. Instantly, Nagato’s agonized screams faded, his wounds rapidly closing as the healing chakra restored his body.
Looking at him, Lucas spoke with a rare hint of sympathy. "You’ve used the Rinnegan too many times. Your body is drained, your life force nearly gone. Even with my healing, you won’t last more than a few years."
Nagato, now missing his Rinnegan, seemed eerily calm. After a long pause, he finally muttered, "So… the Rinnegan was never truly mine?"
Lucas nodded. "Of course not. Like I said, it was left in your care by Uchiha Madara. And no, I’m not talking about the Madara you knew—the one in the mask was just another pawn, like you."
Nagato frowned. "The man in the mask… he called himself Uchiha Madara, but I never fully believed him."
Lucas smirked. "His real name is Uchiha Obito—a disciple of the Fourth Hokage of Konoha. In terms of seniority, Jiraiya’s ranking would make him your… nephew."
Uzumaki Nagato: "…"
Nagato’s expression froze. His entire worldview seemed to crack apart in that moment. The man he had known as "Madara"… his supposed leader and benefactor… was actually his nephew?!
Konan, who had just been released from the Birdcage, walked forward, her expression one of disbelief. "Is what you said true?"
Lucas shrugged. "Of course. I’ve never lied to you since we met—because frankly, there’s no need to."
Konan and Nagato fell silent. They understood. With Lucas’s overwhelming strength, they weren’t even worth deceiving.
[Chat Group]
Lucas: "@Uchiha Madara, do you want to send me your Rinnegan Red Packet? Saves me the trouble of looking for another pair."
A pause.
Then, after a long moment of silence, Madara directly sent his Rinnegan Red Packet to Lucas.
Lucas smirked in satisfaction as he placed the newly taken Rinnegan from Nagato in his storage. He then activated a Summoning Jutsu—instantly, the Gedo Statue appeared before them, towering over the battlefield.
Konan’s eyes widened. "That’s the Gedo Statue… It’s bound to the Rinnegan! How did you summon it? I didn’t see you transplanting Rinnegan."
Lucas chuckled, revealing the Rinnegan pattern in his eyes. "Don’t be so surprised. The powers of this world go beyond your understanding."
Konan took a step back. "But… if you have the Rinnegan now, does that mean…?" She looked at Nagato’s empty eye sockets.
Lucas cut her off, his tone calm. "I still need to study these eyes. And if you want Nagato to live for a few more years, don’t even think about giving them back to him. That would only shorten his lifespan even further."
Konan clenched her fists. "Then… what should we do?"
Lucas sighed. "Go to Konoha."
Both Nagato and Konan froze.
Lucas continued, "Konoha has Senju Hashirama’s cells—which are full of vitality. If he undergoes a transplant, it might replenish his life force. Even without the cells, Konoha’s medical ninjutsu is advanced enough to restore his eyesight with a different pair of eyes."
Konan looked at Nagato, then back at Lucas. Finally, she let out a deep sigh. "If that’s the only way…"
Lucas remained expressionless. The Rinnegan was a necessity, and he wasn’t about to let it stay in anyone else’s hands.
Nagato, unlike Uchiha Obito, lacked Hashirama’s cells. He couldn’t just replace his eyes and function normally. That was why Lucas didn’t bother giving him any new ones.
"If you’re going to Konoha, I can send you there."
Lucas then signal Minato in the chat group and throw a marked three prong kunai to the ground, he summoned Namikaze Minato.
"Minato," Lucas said casually, "Take them to Konoha."
Minato, already understanding the situation, nodded without question and reached out toward Nagato and Konan.
Lucas raised his hand. A floating earth platform descended from the sky, carrying Fourth Mizukage Yagura, who was restrained by powerful sealing techniques.
Yagura’s face twisted in agony as Lucas grabbed him, forcibly extracting the Three-Tails' chakra.
The moment the Chakra entered the Gedo Statue, one of its eyes slowly opened.
Lucas watched as the process continued, the Three-Tails' chakra transferring steadily.
He glanced down at Yagura, whose body trembled violently. "Stop whining. I’m leaving you with some chakra—you won’t die."
Chapter 132: Let Black Zetsu Tell Me the Truth!
Uchiha Madara: "Each time the Gedo Statue absorbs a Tailed Beast, one of its eyes opens. When all nine are open, the Ten-Tails will be complete."
Namikaze Minato: "So… does that mean you’ll be taking back the Nine-Tails from Naruto too?"
Lucas: "Why not? It won’t hurt him anyway. The role of a Jinchūriki was forced on him. Are you sure he enjoys being treated like a monster?"
Namikaze Minato: "Sigh… I suppose you have a point. So when are you coming to Konoha to retrieve the Nine-Tails' chakra?"
Lucas: "Not yet. The Nine-Tails’ chakra is too massive, and the Gedo Statue is still weak. I’ll absorb a few more Tailed Beasts first—then I’ll deal with the Nine-Tails."
Lucas created a shadow clone and had it take Yagura—who had just had his Three-Tails' chakra extracted—back to Kirigakure. Before leaving, Lucas had placed a Flying Thunder God seal in Kirigakure, allowing instant travel.
Kirigakure
Lucas appeared near the Mizukage Building, carrying the sealed Yagura. Immediately, a squad of Kirigakure Anbu surrounded him, their weapons drawn. Moments later, Terumi Mei stepped forward, now wearing the Mizukage’s hat.
It seemed she had officially become the Fifth Mizukage.
Lucas smirked. "Hello, Mizukage-sama."
He casually tossed the unconscious Yagura toward the Anbu. "As promised, your Fourth Mizukage is back."
Mei’s expression was unreadable. "You took the Three-Tails from him?"
Lucas chuckled. "Yep! But don’t worry, I left him a little bit of Tailed Beast Chakra. He won’t die from it. Sure, you lost a Tailed Beast, but you still get to keep a Kage-level ninja. That’s a fair trade, right?"
Mei frowned. "Even so… Yagura made many mistakes. He was controlled, yes, but that won’t stop people from demanding justice."
Lucas shrugged. "Not my problem. Whether he lives or dies, Kirigakure will have to deal with the consequences."
Mei signaled her Anbu to take Yagura away before crossing her arms. "What exactly are you trying to accomplish by collecting the Tailed Beasts?"
Lucas grinned. "Take a guess."
Mei narrowed her eyes. "I like mysterious men… but you—"
POOF!
Before she could finish, Lucas's body turned into smoke—his shadow clone had disappeared.
Mei froze.
Her eye twitched.
"...That bastard only sent a shadow clone?!"
Her fingers clenched into a fist, her aura flaring.
"He dismissed himself before I even finished talking?! Am I that unattractive?!"
Furious, Mei stomped away, seething.
Amegakure – Akatsuki Base
Lucas strolled toward Kakuzu, his tone lighthearted. "Kakuzu, since the Akatsuki is under my control now, you don’t have any objections, right?"
Kakuzu glanced at him and immediately shook his head. "None whatsoever."
Lucas smirked. That was smart.
Kakuzu had never been loyal to Nagato in the first place—he had been recruited by force. The moment Nagato submitted, Kakuzu saw no reason to resist. He was a practical man—as long as he could make money, he didn’t care who the boss was.
"Of course, no problem!"
A voice suddenly chimed in, playful and amused.
A pitcher plant-like figure emerged from the ground, its two-tone face grinning widely.
"Hello~! I’m a member of Akatsuki—Zetsu. I fully support your leadership."
Lucas turned his gaze toward Zetsu, amusement flickering in his eyes. "Oh? You approve of me taking over the Akatsuki?"
Zetsu nodded. "Your strength surpasses Nagato’s. Since even he acknowledged you, there’s no reason to resist. The strong should lead."
Lucas’s smile didn’t fade. "You sure? I thought you were supposed to be the incarnation of Uchiha Madara’s will. Didn’t I just mess up Madara’s grand plan?"
Zetsu let out a small laugh. "Madara’s plan? That was just one possibility. Plans change—our true goal remains the same: to fulfill his dream."
Zetsu’s gaze shifted toward the Gedo Statue. "You want to collect all the Tailed Beasts, right? A powerful weapon to enforce peace across the ninja world—that’s what Madara wanted too. Why would I oppose you?"
Lucas scoffed. "Peace through powerful weapons? How cliché. Let’s cut the nonsense—I know about Infinite Tsukuyomi."
Silence.
Zetsu’s smile didn’t waver, but his eyes flickered ever so slightly.
Lucas smirked. "What’s wrong? Surprised I know about it?"
After a brief pause, Zetsu chuckled. "Impressive! You even know about Infinite Tsukuyomi. That saves me the trouble of explaining."
Lucas crossed his arms. "Enough with the games. Tell me the truth."
Zetsu’s expression turned serious. "I oversee Akatsuki’s intelligence network. Kakuzu manages finances. Between the two of us, we control the organization. While the other members are strong, they’re just fighters—I can easily reach them if needed."
Lucas nodded. "Good. That means I’m in charge now."
Lucas leaned against the massive Gedo Statue, arms crossed, his mind processing the next steps.
"Speaking of which," he said, turning to Zetsu, "how much information have you gathered on the Tailed Beasts?"
Zetsu’s eerie dual voice responded smoothly. "Basically, I’ve mapped them all out. Aside from the Three-Tails you sealed in the Gedo Statue, the others are as follows:
One-Tail, Two-Tails, Seven-Tails, Eight-Tails, and Nine-Tails are still within their respective Hidden Villages.
Four-Tails, Five-Tails, and Six-Tails roam freely outside the villages—I can pinpoint their locations."
Lucas grinned. "Good. You’ll take care of Four-Tails, Five-Tails, and Six-Tails. The ones inside the villages are more complicated—I’ll handle those personally."
Zetsu hesitated for a moment before responding. "Are you sure? Even if we exclude the villages, dealing with three Jinchūriki is no easy task."
Lucas raised an eyebrow. "You afraid?"
Zetsu quickly shook his head. "Of course not! In fact, with Kakuzu, Juzo Biwa, Sasori, and Orochimaru, we have more than enough manpower to take them down."
Lucas smirked. "Then quit whining and get to work. Here—take these."
He tossed Flying Thunder God Kunai to each of them. "When things get dicey, just channel your chakra into the kunai, and I’ll teleport over."
Zetsu took the kunai and nodded. "Understood."
[Chat Group]
Senju Tobirama: "Hah! Uchiha Madara, your so-called ‘will’ is pretty hilarious!"
Uchiha Madara: "Hmph. That thing was created from YOUR cells, Tobirama. Of course, it looks hideous."
Senju Hashirama: "Oi! Why am I suddenly involved in this?"
Uchiha Madara: "I wasn’t talking about you—just stating facts."
Senju Hashirama: "Well… now that I think about it, Madara, your ‘will’ doesn’t seem very loyal to you. I feel like they’ve already betrayed you."
Senju Tobirama: "What do you mean, ‘feel’? It’s obvious! They’ve already sided with Lucas."
Senju Hashirama: "But didn’t they do it to fulfill Madara’s dream?"
Senju Tobirama: "Brother, don’t be naïve. Madara’s dream was to cast Infinite Tsukuyomi himself and rule as the god of the ninja world. His so-called ‘will’ clearly doesn’t care about that."
Uchiha Madara: "…"
For a brief moment, Madara felt a sliver of hope—a belief that his will incarnation was only deceiving Lucas temporarily and would still resurrect him when the time came.
But then, reality sank in.
Even if he were resurrected, what then?
Lucas was too powerful.
On top of that, Madara had already given his Rinnegan to Lucas. And even if he hadn't, Lucas had already obtained his original Rinnegan anyway. Combined with the Sage Body from Senju Hashirama, Lucas had long since surpassed him.
Hopeless.
Madara let out a deep sigh of frustration.
Lucas: "@Uchiha Madara, you feeling depressed?"
Uchiha Madara: "No sht! Half a lifetime of hard work, endless planning—ALL OF IT WASTED. Wouldn’t you be mad if you were me?*"
Lucas: "Not really. Because your efforts were meaningless from the start. You thought you controlled Uchiha Obito’s fate, but the truth is—you were also being controlled."
Senju Tobirama: "Controlled? By who?"
Madara : "What do you mean?"
Lucas smirked. "@Madara, let me ask you something—what is Black Zetsu?"
Madara scoffed. "The creature you saw earlier—that pitcher plant thing. The white half is White Zetsu, which I created using Hashirama’s cells. The black half—Black Zetsu—is an extension of my will, made using Yin-Yang Release. It’s my creation. Are you suggesting that Black Zetsu manipulated me?"
Lucas: "First, let me correct you—you didn’t create either of them. Both White Zetsu and Black Zetsu have existed since ancient times. Just like the Uchiha Stone Tablet, they were already there before you ‘discovered’ them. And you, my dear Madara, were merely deceived."
Uchiha Madara: "…No. I don’t believe it."
Doflamingo: "Fufufufu! Oh, this is too good! Madara, the so-called mastermind, was just another puppet!"
Howard Stark: "*Let’s see… Uzumaki Nagato, Uchiha Obito, Uchiha Madara, Black Zetsu… It’s like a Russian nesting doll of manipulation. Each one thinking they’re in control—only to find out someone else is pulling their strings."
Fire Fist Ace: "Damn, that’s actually a perfect analogy!"
Lucas chuckled. "@Uchiha Madara, I know you don’t want to believe me. But don’t worry—you will, sooner or later. If you don’t believe me, then maybe you’ll believe it when Black Zetsu himself admits it."
A long silence followed.
Then—
Ding! Uchiha Madara has sent an exclusive red envelope (Uchiha Fire Style Techniques Compilation) to Lucas.
Ding! Uchiha Madara has sent an exclusive red envelope (Sharingan Pupil Techniques Compilation) to Lucas.
Ding! Uchiha Madara has sent an exclusive red envelope (Complete Uchiha Combat Techniques) to Lucas.
Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Well, well. What’s this for?"
Uchiha Madara: "…If you can, let Black Zetsu tell me the truth."
Chapter 133: Ruthless, Unrighteous, Moral, and Unwise
Uchiha Madara, having accepted his fate, knew there was no point in holding onto his techniques any longer. After all, he was nothing more than a spirit now, and skills meant nothing to the dead.
So, as a final gesture, he traded them to Lucas—hoping, at the very least, to learn the truth about Infinite Tsukuyomi.
Lucas's words had cut deep. If what he said was true—if Black Zetsu had really deceived him—then his entire life's work was a farce.
[Chat Group]
Gengetsu Hōzuki: "If I recall correctly, the Four-Tails and Five-Tails belong to Iwagakure, and the Six-Tails belongs to Kirigakure, right?"
Lucas: "You’re right. But all three of them left their villages voluntarily. Do you really think a Jinchūriki’s life is easy? Being rejected and feared by your own people is sometimes worse than physical violence."
Senju Hashirama: "Group Leader, please… take back all the Tailed Beasts. This was my mistake. I created Jinchūriki, believing it would bring balance, but… I was wrong. Now, I can’t fix it myself."
Senju Tobirama: "What about the Perfect Jinchūriki?"
Lucas: "Like I said before, a Perfect Jinchūriki is an exception. Of course, there are some rare cases where Tailed Beasts and Jinchūriki coexist peacefully. But they’re too few to matter in the grand scheme of things."
Senju Tobirama: "How many exist?"
Lucas: "Only one—Killer Bee of Kumogakure, the Eight-Tails Jinchūriki. He and Gyūki have truly bonded."
Senju Hashirama: "Really? I never expected that when I divided the Tailed Beasts, I would actually create a strong partnership."
Lucas: "Don’t be so happy. Killer Bee’s closest friend lost his father to a past Eight-Tails rampage. That friend transferred his hatred onto Bee and tried to kill him multiple times."
Senju Hashirama: "…"
Lucas: "See? Even a Perfect Jinchūriki isn’t free from prejudice. It’s just two outcasts clinging to each other for survival."
Sunagakure – Kazekage Building
In Sunagakure, a high-level meeting was taking place inside the Kazekage’s office.
Seated at the head of the table, Fourth Kazekage Rasa gestured toward the screen displaying Lucas’s image. His expression was grave.
"This man… Lucas. According to our spies, he’s the one who subverted Konoha. Based on what we've gathered, he possesses an incredibly powerful Water Release and Wood Release. It is said that he single-handedly eliminated Sarutobi Hiruzen and Shimura Danzō."
Elder Chiyo frowned, skepticism evident in her voice. "Is this information reliable? It seems… exaggerated. Konoha’s Third Hokage may be old, but he still had the strength of a Kage-level ninja."
She crossed her arms. "Not to mention, Sarutobi had Anbu elites at his command. There’s no way he would fall so easily. And while the Sarutobi and Shimura clans weren’t as strong as the Hyūga or Uchiha, they weren’t weak either."
Rasa sighed. "I had the same doubts. But these reports didn’t come from a single spy—all of our operatives reported the same thing. They all work independently, meaning there’s no way Konoha could have fed them false information at the same time."
Elder Ebizō narrowed his eyes. "Then there’s also the matter of Konoha’s Fourth Hokage, Namikaze Minato. Reports claim he has been resurrected. That, more than anything, makes me doubt these reports."
Ebizō scoffed. "This sounds like nonsense. I’m starting to think our spies have been captured, and Konoha is feeding us false information to make fools of us."
Rasa rubbed his temple. "That’s what I thought at first, but if it were just one or two spies, I’d agree. The problem is, every single one of them reported this. Are we to believe Konoha captured them all?"
A tense silence settled over the room.
Elder Chiyo finally broke it. "Then we must confirm the truth for ourselves. Send additional intelligence operatives to Konoha. Until we have concrete evidence, we won’t act."
The other Sunagakure officials nodded in agreement.
Then—
BOOM!
The entire Kazekage Building shook violently. A massive impact shattered an entire wall, sending debris flying.
The gathered officials turned instantly toward the destruction—only to see a single figure hovering outside the wreckage, his expression calm and indifferent.
Lucas.
The Kazekage’s pupils shrank as he recognized the same face from the reports.
Elder Chiyo’s hands clenched into fists. "He’s here?!"
Lucas glanced casually at the screen displaying his image, then smirked. "Oh? Looks like you’ve already done your homework on me. Not bad. Sunagakure’s intelligence work is decent."
Then, without any hesitation, he got straight to the point.
"I’m here to take control of Sunagakure—and while I’m at it, I’ll be taking One-Tail Shukaku as well."
Lucas’s tone was so casual it sounded like he was discussing the weather.
"You shouldn’t have a problem with that, right?"
A heavy silence fell over the room.
Then—
"COURT DEATH!"
Elder Chiyo, furious, didn’t waste a second. She immediately pulled out a sealing scroll, releasing her strongest puppets—the legendary Ten Puppets of Chikamatsu.
Dozens of Chakra threads shot out from her fingers, linking to the puppets as they soared through the air, launching a coordinated attack at Lucas.
Unlike normal ninjas, puppet masters could fight mid-air using their puppets as extensions of themselves.
Shing! Shing! Shing!
Kunai rained down from the puppets, shooting toward Lucas.
At the same time, the puppets transformed, revealing hidden blades that gleamed under the sunlight.
Lucas didn’t move.
He allowed the kunai to strike—only for them to bounce off harmlessly as his body remained unscathed.
Chiyo’s pupils shrank.
"Impossible…!"
The kunai had completely failed to penetrate his Armament Haki.
Before she could react, the puppets lunged forward, attempting to cut him apart with their razor-sharp weapons.
Lucas sighed.
BAM!
With a single kick, he sent one puppet flying, shattering it into pieces.
Golden Lion Shiki: "What the hell are those ninjas doing? They're using wooden dolls as weapons? How is that supposed to work?"
Lucas: "That’s a unique fighting style in the Ninja World. Puppet Masters control these puppets with chakra threads. They're quite skilled—two old puppet users even reached Kage-level."
Gold Thief Woonan: "I still don’t get it. What’s the advantage? These puppets seem weak—more like toys than weapons."
Senju Tobirama: "Puppet Masters have always struggled with raw attack power, which is why they rely on poison. Most Jonin don’t have high physical durability, so puppets work fine against them."
Whitebeard: "So, it’s just a ninja specialty. No wonder they feel so weak. If this technique was introduced to the Pirate World, it’d be completely useless."
Pirate King Roger: "Yeah, most strong fighters in our world rely on raw physical power. I doubt those fragile puppets could even scratch them. Honestly, a gun would do more damage than these things."
Howard Stark: "Now that you mention it, why hasn’t the Ninja World developed firearms? They’ve got technology like video projectors, but no guns?"
Lucas: "Because if guns existed, they’d replace ninjas. And ninjas won’t allow that to happen. Many claim to desire peace, but deep down, they fear losing their purpose more than anything else."
Outside World
While casually chatting in the group, Lucas raised his hand and effortlessly smashed through another puppet with a single punch.
"Too fragile."
Puppets were useful against normal ninjas, but against Lucas, whose body was as durable as a monster’s, they might as well be made of paper.
With a few more precise attacks, most of Chiyo’s Kinmatsu Ten Puppets were reduced to splinters in mere moments.
Realizing the battle was slipping out of her control, Chiyo attempted to retract her remaining puppets.
Lucas didn’t let her.
BOOM!
His fist, imbued with Shockwave power, shattered the rest of her puppets, leaving Chiyo devastated.
"Elder Sister!"
Ebizō hurried forward to support Chiyo, who was on the verge of collapse. The loss of her most treasured puppets had shaken her to the core.
Ebizō clenched his fists and glared at Lucas, but…
He didn’t move.
He was also a Puppet Group Leader, but his skills were inferior to Chiyo’s. Seeing his sister’s complete defeat, he knew that fighting would be pointless.
"Golden Dust Burial!"
Rasa, the Fourth Kazekage, finally made his move.
With a swift motion of his hands, massive waves of golden sand rose from the desert, crashing toward Lucas like a tsunami.
Lucas didn’t waste time dodging.
He simply vanished.
SWOOSH!
In the blink of an eye, he reappeared beside Rasa.
SLASH!
A single precise strike landed on the Kazekage’s shoulder—enough to knock him unconscious.
"Tsk. That was easy."
Immediately, the walls and floor of the Kazekage Building turned into gold under Lucas’s Gold-Gold Fruit ability.
Golden chains shot out from the walls, wrapping around Ebizō, Chiyo, and the remaining Sunagakure leaders, restraining them completely.
Lucas glanced up and smirked.
"She’s here."
A figure descended in front of him—a woman with fiery orange hair and piercing eyes.
Pakura.
The woman who was once betrayed and used as a political pawn by Sunagakure.
Lucas gave her a slight nod. "I’ll leave the Kazekage and the rest to you."
Pakura narrowed her eyes. "Aren’t you afraid I’ll mess things up?"
Lucas smirked. "Doesn’t matter. If Sunagakure resists, I can always wipe it out."
Then, more softly, he added, "Besides… I trust you’ll handle it well."
Without waiting for her response, Lucas disappeared.
As soon as Lucas was gone, Pakura’s expression darkened. Her burning gaze swept across the Kazekage, Chiyo, and the rest of the Sunagakure elders.
"Do you remember what you did to me?"
Fourth Kazekage stirred awake, his vision blurry. The first thing he saw was Pakura’s cold expression.
His face paled. "Wait! Pakura—I had no choice! What I did was for the good of the village!"
Pakura sneered. "For the village?"
Her tone was dripping with mockery.
"Then let me tell you something, Lord Kazekage—Sunagakure still needs a sacrifice."
"And this time, that sacrifice… is you."
Rasa’s eyes widened in horror. "No! You can’t do this! I’m the Fourth Kazekage! I—"
"Shut up."
Pakura’s voice was icy.
"A ruthless man who didn’t hesitate to harm his own son…"
"An unrighteous leader who betrayed his comrades…"
"An immoral coward who sacrificed a village hero…"
"And an absolute fool who forced a Jinchūriki to go berserk…"
Pakura leaned forward, her eyes filled with contempt.
"Do you really think anyone in Sunagakure would mourn you?"
Rasa trembled, realization dawning in his eyes.
Meanwhile, in a secluded part of the village, a young Gaara sat on the sand, playing alone. His small hands traced patterns in the grains, his red hair gleaming under the sun.
He had always been alone.
No one dared approach him.
Until today.
A shadow loomed over him.
Gaara lifted his head, his jade-green eyes locking onto the man standing before him.
The stranger didn’t seem afraid.
Lucas.
Gaara’s fingers curled slightly. "Who are you?"
Lucas crouched to his level, his expression gentle. "I’m here to help you."
Gaara’s brows furrowed. "Help?"
Lucas nodded. "The monster inside you—I’m going to take it away."
Chapter 134: Akatsuki Organization Meeting
A crimson chakra surged violently from Gaara’s body—the enraged presence of Shukaku, the One-Tail.
Lucas chuckled, raising a hand before slapping Gaara lightly on the chest.
BAM!
In an instant, the One-Tail’s chakra receded, forcibly suppressed by Lucas's sheer strength.
Summoning Jutsu!
A five-story-high Gedo Statue materialized behind Lucas, its gaping maw opening wide. The One-Tail's chakra flowed out of Gaara’s body, extracted seamlessly and absorbed into the statue.
"GRRRRAAAAAHHH!"
Shukaku’s piercing screech echoed through the air as it struggled against Lucas’s grasp, trying to manifest its form and fight back.
But it was useless.
Quack, quack!
The Gedo Statue's second eye slowly opened, signifying the successful extraction.
A squad of Sunagakure shinobi suddenly surrounded Lucas, weapons drawn.
"Who are you?!" a Sunagakure jonin barked. "Release Gaara immediately!"
Lucas barely acknowledged them. Instead, he glanced down at the unconscious Gaara.
The boy had never slept properly in his entire life.
Now, finally, he could rest peacefully.
With a flick of his wrist, Lucas tossed Gaara toward the nearest Sunagakure ninja, who caught him clumsily.
"STOP!"
More Sunagakure shinobi prepared to attack—but before they could make a move, a familiar voice rang out.
"All of you—stand down!"
Pakura strode forward, followed closely by a group of Sunagakure Anbu. Her gaze was cold as she assessed the situation.
"This lord is not someone you can afford to offend," she declared. "Back away."
The Sunagakure ninja hesitated.
"But, Lady Pakura—!"
Before he could finish, Lucas released his Conqueror’s Haki.
BOOM!
An invisible pressure crushed the area.
Dozens of shinobi collapsed unconscious, their bodies shaking under the immense willpower.
The few who remained standing felt their bodies tremble. Not wasting another second, they quickly dragged their fallen comrades away, following Pakura's orders without hesitation.
They understood now.
This man was something else.
Not even the Kazekage himself could inspire this level of fear.
Once the crowd had dispersed, Lucas turned to Pakura with an amused smirk.
"So? Did it work?" he asked curiously.
Pakura let out a small chuckle. "The Anbu saw how easily you defeated Kazekage Rasa. They realized there was no point in dying for him."
Lucas nodded, pleased. "So they chose to support you instead?"
Pakura nodded. "Yes. But don’t congratulate me just yet—I never wanted to be Kazekage. I just didn’t want to be used as a sacrifice again."
Lucas tilted his head. "Is that so?" His tone was lighthearted. "Then tell me, if I decided to unify the Ninja World—dismantling all hidden villages in the process—would you support me?"
Pakura didn’t hesitate.
"Of course," she said firmly. "If you allow me to follow you, I’d give up the title of Kazekage right now."
Lucas blinked.
He hadn’t expected such an immediate answer. He scanned her expression—serious, unwavering.
"...Follow me?" Lucas muttered, then let out a small laugh. "Sure, but you’ll have to wait a while."
Pakura’s eyes brightened. "Really? Then I’ll wait patiently."
Lucas smiled but said no more. With a casual flick of his hand, he canceled the Gedo Statue’s summoning and vanished into thin air.
Meanwhile, deep within a dense forest near the Land of Earth, members of Akatsuki had gathered.
Seated in a clearing, the remaining core members of Akatsuki—Zetsu, Kakuzu, Orochimaru, Sasori, and Biwa Juzo—waited.
Orochimaru’s golden eyes gleamed with interest as he turned to Zetsu.
"So? Why call a meeting out here?"
Zetsu’s hoarse voice responded coldly. "Because Pain has been defeated. Rinnegan has been taken."
Biwa Juzo's jaw dropped. "That’s impossible! The leader—he possessed Rinnegan, the legendary eyes of the Sage of Six Paths. We all knew his strength—how could he lose?"
Orochimaru smirked. "I believe it."
Sasori's sharp gaze turned toward him. "You sound confident. Do you know something we don't?"
Orochimaru laughed softly. "Indeed. I have a spy in Konoha. And just days ago, he sent me startling information."
The members leaned in.
Orochimaru continued.
"That man—Lucas—suddenly appeared in Konoha… and single-handedly defeated the entire village."
Sasori’s expression hardened. "You’re joking."
Orochimaru shook his head. "I thought so too, but after verifying the information… it’s the truth. Not only was Konoha defeated, but Hiruzen Sarutobi himself was killed on the spot."
Biwa Juzo’s mouth fell open. "Are you serious?! Third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen was still one of the strongest Kage despite his age! He led an entire army of Konoha ninja against one person—and not only lost, but died?!"
Orochimaru’s voice dropped to a whisper, his eyes gleaming with undisguised greed.
"Not just that. Shimura Danzō—the so-called 'Darkness of the Ninja World'—was also killed."
Sasori narrowed his eyes. "And their clans?"
Orochimaru grinned. "Erased."
A heavy silence settled over the group.
"...And how did he do it?" Sasori finally asked.
Orochimaru leaned forward.
"They say… he used Wood Style."
Biwa Juzo and the others were stunned.
The Wood Style—one of the rarest and most powerful bloodline abilities in the Ninja World—was now being wielded by Lucas.
Everyone had heard the stories. Everyone knew its terrifying potential.
Satisfied with Orochimaru’s assistance, Zetsu smirked and turned to the rest.
"Well? Have you made your decision?" he asked. "If any of you betray Akatsuki now, our new leader, Lucas, won’t let you walk away unscathed."
Sasori of the Red Sand narrowed his eyes. "With this leadership change… are there any major shifts in Akatsuki’s goals?"
Zetsu’s tone remained calm.
"The goal remains the same—we’re just accelerating the plan. The old fund-raising missions can be abandoned. Our only focus now is gathering the Tailed Beasts."
Sasori chuckled. "So we’re skipping the buildup and going straight to the final act?" He smirked. "Not a bad plan. How are we splitting the targets?"
Zetsu replied, "We need to capture the Four-Tails, Five-Tails, and Six-Tails. They’ve left their villages with their Jinchūriki, meaning they have no backup, no protection. They’ll be easier targets."
Orochimaru raised an eyebrow. "And the remaining Tailed Beasts?"
Zetsu’s smile grew.
"Our leader will handle those personally."
Biwa Juzo grinned. "Is that so? Then we’ve got no issues." He turned to Zetsu. "You have intel on the three targets, don’t you?"
"Of course."
Zetsu’s voice carried undeniable confidence.
"The Four-Tails and Five-Tails are nearby. One controls lava, the other controls boiling steam. We’ll need a Water Release specialist to handle them."
As soon as he said this, everyone’s eyes turned to Biwa Juzo.
Juzo raised his hands defensively. "Don’t look at me! Sure, I came from Kirigakure, which specializes in Water Release, but I barely use Water Jutsu myself. My skill in water manipulation is… average, at best."
Orochimaru chuckled. "That could be a problem. Lava and steam are hard to counter—once they spread, they’re difficult to dissipate."
Zetsu smirked. "No need to worry—I’ve already arranged for backup. The newest member of Akatsuki happens to be a Water Release master."
As he spoke, footsteps approached from the distance.
Zetsu turned toward the newcomers.
"Look—he’s here."
The Akatsuki members turned as a White Zetsu clone appeared, leading a tall, imposing figure.
A muscular man with blue skin, shark-like features, and gill marks on his face stepped forward, carrying a massive bandaged sword on his back.
"Hoshigaki Kisame… of the Hidden Mist."
Juzo's eyes widened in recognition. "So you joined us after defecting?"
Kisame grinned, sharp teeth flashing.
"It’s been a long time, Juzo. I used to look up to you when I was younger."
Juzo let out a bitter laugh. "Used to be one of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen… Now, it’s just a joke."
His voice was filled with self-mockery.
The Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist had once been feared. But now? Their reputation had been ruined after a squad of them were slaughtered by a single Genin—Might Duy.
Juzo had no pride left in that title. Only frustration and shame.
His eyes flickered to the bandaged sword on Kisame’s back.
"That’s the Samehada, isn’t it?" Juzo asked. "So after you killed Fuguki Suikazan, it became yours?"
Kisame chuckled. "What can I say? Samehada likes me."
He ran a hand over the sharkskin-like weapon, which twitched slightly in response.
"And I like it too."
A brief shadow crossed his dead-fish eyes.
Once upon a time, Kisame had believed in his mission. He had been loyal to Kirigakure.
Until he discovered the truth.
Until he realized his superior—Fuguki Suikazan—was a traitor, selling village secrets for personal gain.
That was when Kisame had snapped—when he had cut down his own leader without hesitation.
But after that… he had been lost.
That was when Uchiha Obito—disguised as Madara—had found him.
Orochimaru’s golden eyes gleamed with curiosity as he observed the new recruit.
He then turned his attention to Samehada, an amused smirk forming on his lips.
"A living sword that devours chakra…" he murmured. "What a fascinating specimen."
The mad scientist within him wanted to dissect it, to study its unique properties.
But for now, his interests lay elsewhere.
Specifically—Lucas.
Rinnegan… Wood Style…
Power beyond reason.
Orochimaru licked his lips.
If Lucas truly had both, then he might just be the perfect research subject.
What Orochimaru didn’t know, however, was that Lucas was thinking the exact same thing about him.
Chapter 135: There is No Wine, but There is a Story!
[Chat Group]
Namikaze Minato: "Group Leader, are you heading to Kumogakure next to collect the Two-Tails and Eight-Tails?"
Lucas: "Yeah. The One-Tail, Three-Tails, and Seven-Tails are already secured. Akatsuki is handling the Four-Tails, Five-Tails, and Six-Tails for me. That leaves just the Two-Tails, Eight-Tails, and Nine-Tails."
At that moment, Lucas was standing inside Takigakure, home to the former Seven-Tails Jinchūriki—a young girl named Fū.
She had just been freed from her burden.
"Really? It’s… gone?"
Fū’s bright eyes sparkled with excitement as she placed a hand over her chest, sensing the absence of the beast within her.
For the first time in her life—she felt free.
However, her excitement soon faded into a worried frown.
"But... My village chief said that the Tailed Beast was important."
She glanced at Lucas, a hint of hesitation in her gaze.
Lucas chuckled, ruffling her hair. "Don’t worry. They won’t blame you."
He tilted his head toward the unconscious shinobi scattered around the village—every single one knocked out by his Conqueror’s Haki.
"After all... it wasn’t you who let it go."
[Chat Group]
Namikaze Minato: "If you’re collecting the Two-Tails, you should come to Konoha first. Kumogakure has sent a diplomatic envoy, and the Two-Tails’ Jinchūriki is with them."
Gengetsu Hōzuki: "Kumogakure, huh? Feels like they’re up to something shady again."
Senju Tobirama: "It’s highly likely. Konoha suffered heavy losses because of the Group Leader, and with its weakened state, Kumogakure is probably trying to take advantage."
Senju Hashirama: "Minato, what do you think they’re really after?"
Namikaze Minato: "Most likely to investigate Konoha's current situation. During the Third Ninja War, I fought against the AB Brothers—the current Fourth Raikage and Eight-Tails Jinchūriki."
Senju Tobirama: "Did you win?"
Namikaze Minato: "I didn’t win. But I didn’t lose either. My goal was to deter them—to make them give up on attacking Konoha."
Lucas: "That makes sense. The Fourth Raikage clearly remembers you well. When he heard you were resurrected, he probably sent people to check if it’s true. But I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s also planning to settle old scores."
Namikaze Minato: "Regardless of his intentions, I don’t trust their envoy. That’s why I want you to take the Two-Tails before they get any funny ideas."
Lucas: "No problem. If they’re delivering the Jinchūriki straight to me, it’d be rude not to accept."
Flying Thunder God Technique!
Lucas activated the teleportation seal he had placed on Minato. In an instant, he materialized in Konoha’s Hokage Office.
The room was dimly lit, lined with scrolls and documents—Minato's new responsibilities as Hokage keeping him busy.
"Who goes there?!"
The sudden burst of chakra alerted the Anbu guards, who immediately appeared in the room.
But upon seeing Lucas, they froze—then immediately bowed in respect before retreating.
Lucas ignored them, instead turning to Minato, smirking. "How’s the new life treating you? Adjusted yet?"
Minato leaned back in his chair, chuckling. "I think I’m getting the hang of it. More importantly… Naruto forgave me."
His soft smile carried relief. "Luckily, he doesn’t hold a grudge."
[Chat Group]
Pirate King Roger: "Really? Your son forgave you that easily? Damn… he’s a good kid."
Fire Fist Ace: "…"
Whitebeard: "Gurarara! Roger, don’t be an idiot. Not everyone is obligated to forgive their parents’ mistakes. Forgiveness is a gift, not a right."
Lucas: "Naruto’s not kind—he’s just an idiot. He doesn’t just forgive Minato—he even forgives the guy who killed both his parents."
Namikaze Minato: "Wait, what?! Who are you talking about?"
Lucas: "Uchiha Obito. The guy who caused your death, left Naruto an orphan, and destroyed his childhood. Your son forgives him like it’s nothing."
Minato's face fell. "That… doesn’t make any sense. Even if I could forgive myself for failing him, why would Naruto ever forgive Obito?"
Lucas sighed. "Because that’s the future I saw."
Uchiha Madara: "You claim to have seen the future? What did you see?"
Lucas leaned back, smirking. "Uchiha Obito eventually succeeds in gathering the Tailed Beasts—except for half of the Eight-Tails and half of the Nine-Tails."
"With that, he revives a damaged version of the Ten-Tails… triggering the Fourth Great Ninja War."
A heavy silence fell in the chat.
Then—
Uchiha Madara: "The Fourth Ninja War?"
Lucas: "That’s right! At that time, Uchiha Obito had already exposed his ambition to collect all the Tailed Beasts. At the Five Kage Summit, he revealed his Eye of the Moon Plan, demanding that the Kage hand over the Eight-Tails and Nine-Tails to him to ‘bring peace’ to the world."
Senju Tobirama: "Hmph. And let me guess—none of the Kage agreed?"
Lucas: "Of course not. Obito’s version of ‘peace’ wasn’t something the Five Kage were willing to accept. His demands were rejected outright."
Senju Tobirama: "So, they ended up fighting over the Eight-Tails and Nine-Tails, which led to war? No… wait! Even with Akatsuki, Obito shouldn’t have had enough forces to start a full-scale ninja war."
Tobirama frowned.
While Akatsuki had powerful individuals, a Ninja World War required a massive army. Obito alone couldn’t match the entire world.
Lucas: "You’re right—on his own, Obito lacked the manpower. But there was a Konoha traitor who had already mastered Edo Tensei. That person revived countless legendary Kage-level ninjas to aid Obito."
"On top of that, Obito had 100,000 White Zetsu—all cultivated using the Gedo Statue. Each Zetsu had at least the strength of a Genin, and many were Chunin-level."
Gengetsu Hōzuki: "Ohh… now I get it. So Obito actually had the numbers to start a war. But tell me… did I get reincarnated?"
Lucas: "Of course! Not just you—all the past Kage from every village were reincarnated. But in the end, you were defeated and sealed by the Allied Shinobi Forces."
"Obito’s trump card, however… was Madara Uchiha."
Uchiha Madara: "Wait a minute. How did some random Konoha traitor resurrect me using Edo Tensei? Where did they even get my body tissues?"
Lucas: "Oh, that’s easy—Black Zetsu was behind it. You think you were in control, but your entire life was just another piece in his plan."
Uchiha Madara: "..."
Madara froze, feeling an uneasy chill creeping up his spine.
Senju Tobirama: "And what happened next? Did my brother and I get reincarnated as well?"
Lucas: "Yep! You and Hashirama were revived by another Konoha traitor—Orochimaru. You fought alongside the Allied Shinobi Forces against Obito."
Senju Hashirama: "Hold on… why the hell are there so many Edo Tensei users now?! This was supposed to be a forbidden technique! How did two different traitors learn it?"
Lucas: "Because Orochimaru, your ‘ally,’ was originally a student of Hiruzen Sarutobi—he secretly learned the technique on his own."
"And the one who revived Madara—Kabuto Yakushi—was Orochimaru’s disciple. He learned Edo Tensei from him."
Tobirama’s face darkened.
Senju Tobirama: "Damn it… I swear, every time, it’s that idiot Sarutobi Hiruzen! The biggest mistake of my life was making him the Third Hokage. Well, that, and not unifying the Ninja World when I had the chance."
Lucas: "Why are you only blaming Hiruzen? Don’t forget Shimura Danzo—I told you about him before."
Tobirama’s : "What did that fool do this time?"
Lucas: "Kabuto betrayed Obito… all because of Danzo’s actions."
Senju Tobirama: "So let me get this straight… Two separate Konoha traitors—Hiruzen’s student and Danzo’s pawn—both mastered Edo Tensei, and they ended up reviving you, my brother, and all the past Kage?…This village produces traitors like a factory."
Uchiha Madara: "Hah! And here I thought the Uchiha Clan was full of betrayal and backstabbing. Seems like Konoha as a whole is just as bad."
Uchiha Madara: "Fine. So I got resurrected. What happened after that?"
Lucas: "You successfully defeated Hashirama and even stole his Sage Mode Chakra. You took control of the Gedo Statue, captured the Eight-Tails and Nine-Tails, and successfully activated Infinite Tsukuyomi."
Uchiha Madara: "Hah! Then I won! So in the end, my plan was—"
Lucas: "Nope. You got stabbed in the back and turned into a sacrifice."
Uchiha Madara: "…WHAT?!"
Lucas: "The moment you activated Infinite Tsukuyomi, Black Zetsu stabbed you in the back and took over your body. Then, he used you as a vessel to resurrect Kaguya Ōtsutsuki."
Madara’s mind went blank.
Uchiha Madara: "There’s no way! How could Black Zetsu have possibly controlled me?!"
Lucas: "Because you have a fatal weakness—your back."
Lucas: "Think about it—Hashirama stabbed you in the back during your fight at the Valley of the End. Then, after the Fourth Ninja War, Black Zetsu stabbed you in the back again."
Uchiha Madara: "..."
Senju Hashirama: "Hahahaha! Madara, I never told you, but… you really have a problem watching your back."
Senju Tobirama: "Unbelievable! This entire time, Madara’s weakness was just basic situational awareness?"
Whitebeard: "Gurarara! Even without Observation Haki, a strong warrior should at least have instincts to sense danger behind them."
Lucas: "Nope. It’s real. Ever since he was a child, Madara has always gotten tense whenever someone is behind him."
Senju Hashirama: "I can confirm this. One time, Madara was standing by the river taking a piss. I walked up behind him, and… he froze up—he couldn’t go anymore."
Uchiha Madara: "HASHIRAMA!!!"
Senju Tobirama: "Hah! A lovely weakness, really! It’s a pity you’re already dead, Madara, otherwise, plenty of warriors would have lined up to exploit that!"
Uchiha Madara: "Tch! Enough about that. Who exactly is Kaguya?"
Lucas: "She was the guardian of the Divine Tree, a member of the Ōtsutsuki Clan from another planet, and the mother of the Sage of Six Paths."
Uchiha Madara: "…???"
Uchiha Shisui: "Wait… even the Sage of Six Paths is involved now? Is this really true?"
Uchiha Madara: "It should be. After all, that ancient stele was left behind by the Sage of Six Paths, and Rinnegan itself is proof of his existence."
Pirate King Roger: "Hah! Feels like I’m listening to a legend, but an interesting one. No booze here, but damn, this is a story worth drinking to!"
Lucas: "Long ago, the Ōtsutsuki Clan sent a seed to this planet. That seed grew into the Divine Tree, which was meant to harvest the planet’s chakra. Kaguya Ōtsutsuki was sent to guard the tree."
"However, she later betrayed the Ōtsutsuki Clan and ate the fruit of the Divine Tree, merging with it to become the first Ten-Tails."
Lucas: "With her overwhelming power, she ruled the world, but she was paranoid—afraid that her clan would come to reclaim her. So she transformed ancient humans into soldiers using the Divine Tree’s chakra… creating the first White Zetsu."
Uchiha Madara: "Hold on… so White Zetsu wasn’t created by me? But I used the Gedo Statue and Hashirama’s cells to create them!"
Lucas: "Good question! But tell me, Madara—where do you think Hashirama’s cells came from?"
Senju Hashirama (confused): "Uh… from my parents?"
Senju Tobirama: "Idiot! That’s not what he meant! The real question is: why are your cells so special?"
Senju Hashirama: "Oh! That makes sense. My cells weren’t anything special at first—they were just like any other Senju’s. But over time, my Sage Body awakened, just like how Sharingan evolves in the Uchiha Clan."
Uchiha Madara: "If our powers are equal, then why did you always beat me?"
Senju Hashirama: "Because I had Wood Style! You tried to make up for it by controlling the Nine-Tails, but by then, I had already mastered Sage Mode, so you still couldn’t beat me."
Uchiha Madara: "…So you’re telling me that I lost not because the Uchiha Clan’s bloodline was weaker than the Senju’s… but because I didn’t work hard enough?! Dammit!"
Uchiha Shisui: "We’re getting off track! Lucas, what’s the real answer?"
Lucas: "The Senju and Uchiha Clans are both descendants of the Sage of Six Paths. Specifically, they are the bloodlines of his two sons—Asura Ōtsutsuki (who inherited his body) and Indra Ōtsutsuki (who inherited his eyes)."
Senju Hashirama: "Oh! That explains why my cells can enhance a Sharingan’s power. Our abilities were meant to complement each other."
Uchiha Madara: "So that’s why I only awakened Rinnegan after transplanting Hashirama’s cells into my body! Sharingan represents the power of Yin, and Hashirama’s Sage Body represents the power of Yang. That’s what was written on the Uchiha stele… now it makes sense."
Uchiha Shisui: "Wait a minute! If it’s really that simple, then why didn’t Uchiha Obito awaken Rinnegan after implanting Hashirama’s cells?"
Uchiha Madara: "Tch! Probably because he didn’t have enough time. I spent decades developing Rinnegan, while Obito only had it for a few years. Besides, my Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan was superior to his."
Lucas: "Wrong answer!"
Uchiha Madara: "What?!"
Lucas: "Rinnegan isn’t just the fusion of Mangekyō Sharingan and Hashirama’s cells. To awaken Rinnegan, you need Sage of Six Paths Chakra. That means the Chakra of both Asura and Indra combined!"
Uchiha Madara: "Wait… but how? Neither Hashirama nor I should have had their Chakra anymore!"
Lucas: "Who says you didn’t? When the Sage of Six Paths chose his successor, he chose Asura instead of Indra. Indra was furious, and the two brothers fought for generations."
Senju Tobirama: "So that’s where the Uchiha-Senju rivalry comes from… It wasn’t just political conflict—it was an inherited battle from generations past."
Uchiha Madara: "Fine, but that still doesn’t explain how I had their Chakra!"
Lucas: "Because both Indra and Asura’s Chakra never died. Their will and chakra reincarnated over generations."
"Madara—you are the reincarnation of Indra, and Hashirama is the reincarnation of Asura."
Uchiha Madara: "NANI?!"
Senju Hashirama: "Wait, WHAT?!"
Gengetsu Hōzuki: "Ohhh… no wonder you two are so ridiculously strong. You were literally born with insane Chakra reserves."
Senju Tobirama: "This actually makes sense. Chakra is a fusion of spiritual energy and physical energy, meaning it influences not only power but also personality."
Uchiha Madara: "So that’s why Hashirama kept getting more naïve and idealistic—he was under the influence of Asura’s Chakra! Damn it!"
Senju Hashirama: "And your personality got more and more extreme because of Indra’s Chakra! That explains why you became so obsessed with power!"
Senju Tobirama: "Aah~ Now this all makes sense. If Indra’s reincarnation process is anything like Madara’s life, then it’s no wonder he failed in the past!"
Uchiha Madara: "So what?! Even if I was Indra’s reincarnation, that doesn’t mean he was wrong! If he had won, maybe the world would have achieved true peace long ago."
Gengetsu Hōzuki: "Hah! For once, I actually agree with Madara. He’s got a point."
