"Achievement achieved – Destroy Sunagakure!"
"Template character — Kizaru!"
"Unlock degree: 94%!"
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"Achievement achieved – Destroy Kumogakure!"
"Template character — Kizaru!"
"Unlock degree: 97%!"
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"Achievement achieved – Destroy Iwagakure!"
"Template character — Kizaru!"
"Unlock degree: 100%!"
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"The Kizaru template is fully unlocked. Further achievement-based unlocking is no longer possible."
"Continue mimicking Kizaru to increase synchronization. Combat power can reach 120%!"
"New character template acquired – Aizen!"
"Current unlock level: 0%!"
"Achievement achieved – Destroy Amegakure!"
"Template character — Aizen!"
"Unlock level: 1%!"
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A series of system prompts echoed in his mind. At last, Zenkichi had unlocked the new character template: Aizen. The unlock percentage had already climbed to 23%.
He had destroyed countless ninja villages, eliminated numerous enemies, and even gathered all the tailed beasts.
These feats not only raised his synchronization rate with existing templates but also granted him access to new ones.
Now, he wielded the Zanpakutō — Kyōka Suigetsu. Unfortunately, he hadn't yet mastered its Shikai.
"Zanpakutō…"
Zenkichi looked down at the long blade in his hand, a subtle smirk on his face.
Until now, he'd been wondering how to deal with Black Zetsu.
But now, with a Zanpakutō that could target souls directly, even Black Zetsu was no longer a real threat.
The true problem with Black Zetsu was his incorporeal, consciousness-based form. But Zanpakutō — especially Kyōka Suigetsu — could strike at the soul. Not even he could withstand its power.
"Aizen… now that's a character who aligns with my tastes."
"Ambitious, deceptive, ruthless, composed, and gifted. Honestly… he's basically me."
Zenkichi chuckled to himself with smug confidence. "Though, let's be real—he's not quite on my level. No focus. No real will to evolve."
"He even orchestrated his own defeat just to create a worthy opponent? Please."
"I won't be copying that part."
"Still, Aizen… he's a damn good match for me."
"There's never been a true ruler in the Naruto world," he muttered. "Not Hashirama, not Madara, not even the Sage of Six Paths."
"But I will be the one to break the divide between mortals and shinobi… and rule them both."
Orochimaru's Underground Base
Danzo sat, his face dark with frustration. "My elite forces were wiped out. Every major village has fallen."
"That man… Zenkichi… has dismantled the entire ninja village system. I've heard rumors he wants to unify all shinobi under one organization."
Orochimaru barely looked up from his scroll. "What's it called? The Shinobi Alliance?"
Danzo shook his head. "No. It's called the Ninja Club. Sounds more like a department than a ruling body."
"Absurd, isn't it? The villages are gone, and now he's reducing everything to a single department."
Orochimaru finally paused, thoughtful. "If that's true… then his ambitions extend beyond the shinobi."
Danzo's expression shifted, realization dawning. "You think… he plans to challenge the Daimyo system too?"
"If he does," Orochimaru replied, returning to his work, "there's no one who can stop him now."
"He holds the greatest military power in the world. There's no counterweight left."
Danzo frowned. "The Daimyo system has existed for generations. Can he truly challenge it?"
Orochimaru answered coolly. "The only reason Konoha submits to the Fire Daimyo is because of funding. Military spending."
"Same reason the Wind Daimyo slashed Sunagakure's budget — they had alternatives. Any resistance could be crushed by other villages hired by the Daimyo."
"That's how the Daimyo played them all. But now, Zenkichi has shattered that balance. There are no other villages."
"The move to eliminate him… I suspect it came with Daimyo backing too."
"But it failed. Now that the village system is gone, so is their leverage."
"If he turns his attention to the Daimyo next—no one will be able to stop him."
Land of Fire – Daimyo's Mansion
Tsunade stood before the Fire Daimyo and his ministers, her expression grave.
"Zenkichi has declared the Land of Fire under his direct control, effective immediately."
"You, Daimyo, no longer govern this country. Your ministers now report to him. You are no longer king of this land."
"But don't panic—Zenkichi won't kill you… if you surrender the throne willingly. He promises prosperity for your family in return."
The Daimyo stared at Tsunade in disbelief. "Tsunade… you're royalty in this nation. How can you be so cold?"
Tsunade's face didn't flinch. "Zenkichi says this is the only path to peace in the shinobi world. You weren't exactly a good leader. Your abdication won't make much difference."
"Peace will only come when all nations are united under a common will."
"Resisting him is foolish. Even the Five Great Villages couldn't stand against him. What chance do you have?"
At her words, the Daimyo's courage faltered.
Tsunade was right. He had no hope of resisting.
The ministers hesitated—until one opportunistic official knelt and addressed Zenkichi as ruler. The rest followed.
Land of Iron
Zenkichi stood before the shattered remains of the samurai commander.
"Samurai swordsmanship? Not bad," he said casually. "You really meant to reject me with that attack?"
"If you oppose my control over the Land of Iron, then you die. Simple as that."
He continued speaking in Kizaru's laid-back tone, golden light gleaming at his fingertips.
"Wait!"
The Daimyo and the surviving samurai elite panicked at the sight of that light. "We can negotiate!"
Zenkichi scoffed. "Too late."
Lasers fired from his fingertips, vaporizing the leadership of the Iron Country in an instant.
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I might need to change the update schedule, possibly switching to morning uploads instead of evenings.
I understand that some of you may be marinating chapters so it can pile up, but posting daily for 7 straight days and only receiving 20–70 Powerstones is honestly pretty discouraging.