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The Land of Whirlpools had just been established when a grand festival was held—the very sa mask festival that Akio was so familiar with.
Both shinobi and civilians were imrsed in joy and peace.
As Akio walked along the newly paved streets, a surge of emotion welled up inside him. Compared to Konoha, the Land of Whirlpools seed even more prosperous.
"How did such a powerful Uzumaki clan get wiped out in the original series?" Akio still rembered that, according to the canon, the Land of Whirlpools was destroyed during the Second Great Ninja War, with only a few survivors scattered across the world.
"Second Great War... Who was even fighting whom back then?" Akio muttered to himself. He couldn't quite recall, though he vaguely rembered Konoha clashing with the Hidden Rain.
"Whatever. With here, plus Izuko and the others, if the Land of Whirlpools gets destroyed again, I might as well rena myself Uzumaki Baboon instead of Uzumaki Akio..."
anwhile...
In an underground cave sowhere...
Over five years had passed since the battle at the Valley of the End. Surviving with the power of the Rinnegan, Uchiha Madara had finally mastered Yin-Yang Release with the help of Black Zetsu.
Madara gazed intently at Black Zetsu with his Rinnegan. "Just what are you? Yin-Yang Release isn't sothing a so-called manifestation of my will should be able to control."
"Who I am doesn't matter," Black Zetsu replied, dropping the pretense of being Madara's will. "What matters is that you need now—and later, I'll need your help."
"My help?" Madara's eyes shifted to the massive Demonic Statue of the Outer Path behind him.
"With that thing, my movents are completely restricted. That's the power of the Sage's eyes. You can undo it?"
Black Zetsu shook its head. "The Rinnegan has more than just that one ability."
Madara paused, then his expression changed. "The Rinne Rebirth?"
Black Zetsu nodded. "Exactly. All you need is soone to host your Rinnegan. After your death, they can activate the Rinne Rebirth."
Madara fell into deep thought.
"This guy knows too much... And yet, he wants to use …"
"Soone capable of bearing my Rinnegan and using Rinne Rebirth… not many fit the bill."
Black Zetsu nodded as if reading his thoughts. "Such people are rare. Finding a host isn't the hard part—any Senju or Uzumaki could serve. But soone capable of casting Rinne Rebirth? That's another matter."
"Senju… Uzumaki…" Images of Hashirama and Akio flashed through Madara's mind.
"There's actually one person who's most suitable," Black Zetsu continued.
Madara raised an eyebrow. Black Zetsu pressed on.
"Uzumaki Akio—he can definitely perform the technique."
"That old relic? He's still alive? And you think you can make him use that jutsu for ?" Madara looked grim.
Black Zetsu shook its head. "He's not dead. His lifespan is absurdly long. Only after that battle last year did he start showing so signs of age. He might live longer than you."
Madara took a deep breath. "Damn that old man. Is there a way to make him use Rinne Rebirth on ?"
Black Zetsu shook its head again. "Maybe if you'd had a better relationship with him in the past."
Madara's face darkened. He raised his right hand. "Shinra Tensei!"
Black Zetsu was blasted into a wall and, without another word, slipped into it and vanished.
It slithered quickly eastward, muttering to itself.
"I wasn't kidding… That Uzumaki Akio really seems incapable of dying. Even if he used Rinne Rebirth, he might not die. That guy is… strange."
Eventually, Black Zetsu reached its hidden underground base.
Inside, two rows of White Zetsu were in stasis—eight in each row, sixteen in total.
One row had been infused with Hashirama's cells. The other, with Akio's.
Black Zetsu activated all sixteen. Lacking any independent thought, they were paired off and made to fight each other.
Seven of the battles went as expected: the ones with Hashirama's cells completely overwheld the ones with Akio's.
But the final match ended with the Akio-enhanced White Zetsu erging victorious.
Curious, Black Zetsu had the remaining seven Hashirama-enhanced Zetsu gang up on the last Akio-enhanced one—only for all seven to be instantly annihilated.
"Just as I thought. My instincts weren't wrong. This one suddenly beca much stronger about a year ago."
"Why? The secret behind Uzumaki Akio must lie here…"
Black Zetsu paused, then rembered sothing.
A year ago, I sent this one to gather intel in the Land of Rivers. It must've witnessed Akio fighting firsthand.
"Could witnessing the real Akio fight be a trigger? There must be so limitation..."
"If not, then his cells are far too powerful."
"I'll have to run more tests. Sha it's so hard to get samples from him—his sensory skills are sharp, and he rarely fights others."
"Even in that Land of Rivers battle, he didn't shed a single drop of blood. These cells I have were all gathered from his fight with Madara fourteen years ago."
After a few more experints, Black Zetsu grew more and more excited.
"His physical and reflex improvents are off the charts. Almost ten tis stronger than the Asura cells."
"Looks like Uzumaki Akio's secret is bigger than I imagined… I'll need to keep testing these enhancent thods."
Black Zetsu paused, then whispered, "If this enhancent has no limit, he might be the greatest asset in unsealing Mother. Madara... is no longer reliable."
Extracting more of Akio's and Hashirama's cells from the fallen White Zetsu, Black Zetsu sank deeper underground.
The chamber slowly returned to silence.
And the last remaining White Zetsu, left behind, unexpectedly revealed a strange, sorrowful expression.
It murmured softly, "Kaguya…"
Back in the Land of Whirlpools, night had fallen. The day's festivities were over. After the revelry, only a few civilians remained on the streets, cleaning up. No other soul was in sight.
Akio returned to his new ho—a small coastal cabin. The cold sea breeze didn't bother him at all.
"It's been a while, but the backlash from using the Eight Gates has finally worn off... The Land of Whirlpools is stable now. Ti to focus on training. With my sensory field constantly active, I should be able to intercept anyone from the Hidden Cloud or Mist if they try sothing. Hopefully, they won't go too far…"
He glanced at his remaining Witness Points, frowning slightly.
"Saving Tobirama must have disrupted a lot of plotlines. It's going to be harder to earn Witness Points now…"
"I should just train on my own for now. No need to use Witness Points unless it's critical. I probably need all seven chakra natures at Level 9 to even reach SSS rank. Only then will I stand among the true elites in the Fourth Great Ninja War…"
"But still... I'm short nearly 2,800 points. When will I ever make up that gap…"
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