3. Facts and Future

"I called my first technique Khaki. There are 3 types of Haki. Busoshoku Haki, Kenbunshoku Haki and Haoshoku Haki.

Kenbunshoku Haki is an art of perception. Thanks to this art, my perception covers all 5 nations. With this haki, no one will be able to escape my detection, no matter how good the art of hiding.

Haoshoku Haki allows you to extend your will to other people and oppress those who are weaker in will than you. You could also call it a spiritual attack. But the real power that makes it special is that you can shape your will. At this stage, just like Susanoo, you can create a structure with your will.

I would say Busoshoku Haki is a defensive and offensive skill. It would be easier for me to show you."

Ichiro raised his arm and started covering his right arm with haki. Within a second the package was pitch black.

"As you can see, it allows me to craft some kind of armor. This armor is so strong that if I covered my whole body, I probably wouldn't even be scratched by a Bijudama."

Tobirama didn't know what to say, what he heard. His eyes widened as he looked at his son in shock. These 3 techniques alone surpassed the techniques they created many times over. Moreover, this was only the first technique he developed.

"The weaker versions of it, how much weaker?"

"If you are good enough at hiding in the art of perception, for example, you have the ability to hide, you cannot find a black Zetsu with this art. Also, the development speed is at least 10 times slower. Mine may be more powerful and difficult to learn, but there is not a single flaw in it because it has reached perfection. For this reason, once you understand it, you will reach perfection in a short time. Of course, these apply to all three techniques. In the Haoshoko Haki, you cannot create a structure like Susanoo with the willpower. And it doesn't work for people who are stronger than you. Even if my opponent is stronger than me, I can influence him with the better haki. My armor art is almost 10x or even 20x weaker. So like I said, even if it's weak, it's an art stronger than most arts in the world, isn't it?"

As Tobirama unconsciously nodded, he began to delight in the other arts his son had created. Ichiro stared at his father for a few seconds before speaking again.

"My second technique is a breathing technique. My breathing technique is just a breathing technique, but the breathing technique we will be teaching others is tied to a real swordsmanship.

My breathing technique is called the Immortal Breathing Technique. This technique is a technique that can transform the body into the body of an immortal. With this breathing technique you can strengthen and cleanse your body. And of course you increase your potential abnormally. Once you try this technique you will know what I mean. Breathing techniques that I will teach others are breathing techniques associated with the elements. Breathing techniques such as fire breath, water breath, lightning breath and corresponding sword arts. By the way, learn the water breath, it will help you a lot."

"My third technique is the Mental, Spiritual, and Chakra Cultivation Technique. Immortal Mind Art, Sovereign Mind Art, and Purple Chrysanthemum Chakra Cultivation Art. As you can tell from their names, these arts cultivate your soul, mind, and chakra."

"Eventually I developed a technique called Hachimon Tenkou Shin. I haven't had a chance to try it yet as my body is way too young but I am 100% sure it will be a success. With this technique it is possible to find 8 inner and 8 hidden gates in our body and open them permanently, one at a time. As you know, these 8 inner gates were the body's delimiters. So the limiters that prevent harm to a person's body. In my technique of opening the gates, the body takes damage, but they also heal instantly as an effect of the technique. In this cycle of damage and healing, it strengthens the body and increases its potential. As each gate opens, the force generated by the opening increases. When the first gate is opened, his physical strength becomes twice as strong as before opening, then 4 times as strong after opening the first gate, 8 times after opening the second gate, 16 times after that, etc. So you understand, how strong your ultimate self will be. It will be more difficult to open than the previous one. I would say the best age to start with this art is 6 years old. The beginning of the era of full development. That's why I'm still waiting."

Tobirama couldn't say anything more. His son really is a monstrous genius. There was a slap in the face to those who called him brilliant alongside his son. If he was a genius, his son was on the level of a god. He swallowed deeply and then took another deep breath. He spoke in a proud voice as he simply leaned back in his chair.

"I'm really thankful that the gods blessed me with a son like you. Ichiro has to teach me all these arts, according to him I started dreaming of cultivating these arts while you were still talking about it."

As Ichiro's facial expression softened and his smile widened, he got up again and walked over to his father. Again, after placing his right index finger on his father's forehead, he slowly began imparting the knowledge of all his techniques one by one. Tobirama does not have a special body created for him. Loading all these techniques into his brain at once was therefore the same as killing his father. It took about 2 hours to transfer all the techniques. After Ichiro finished the transfer, he went back to his seat and sat down. He decided to give his father some more time to process and organize everything he had learned. An hour later Tobirama looked at the Ichiro again with shining eyes.

"You really are a monster, telling and experiencing really makes a difference. All these techniques are not S-rank, but even higher arts. With these arts, I see a brighter future. It's more than 70 years until the Otsutsukis arrive. With these arts we can even prolong our life force. Even 70 years later we will still be in our strongest times. Now I'm much more hopeful for the future. I'm really proud of you son."

When Ichiro smiled at his father, he stood up again and closed his Jikūgan. As the space field also faded, Ichiro looked at his father and spoke.

"It's getting late, we'll call Uncle and Uncle Madara in the morning and talk. By the way, try the immortal breath technique before you go to bed if you want. I have transferred the information into your mind through my understanding, allowing you to perfect the technique even in your first attempts as I have. So you don't have to try to understand them. After a few tries you will be able to use any art I have given you as well as I can. Of course, that's because I'm related to you by blood. For example, I can't do that with Uncle Madara, at least not yet."

After Ichiro said what he wanted to say, he headed for the door to leave. After putting his hand on the doorknob and opening the door, a thought occurred to him and he turned to his father, smiling.

"By the way, thanks to my prophecy, I also found out about Kage Bunshin you've been working on these days. I even found out about the Edo Tensei no Jutsu you will create in the future. I truly believe that I am your son because I could only be the son of a genius like you. Tomorrow I will pass them on to you."

Ichiro closed the door behind him as he left the room with a smile on his face. Tobirama just sat on the couch as his son's last words reverberated in his head. Pride was in his eyes as a huge smile formed involuntarily on his face.

"Hahaha, the gods must have blessed me indeed. You gave me the best son I could ever have. I'm really thankful that you were born my son, Ichiro. Haah, really glad you're my son."

Without wiping the smile off his face, Tobirama slid off the couch onto the floor, settled into a comfortable meditation position, and began practicing his immortal breathing technique. After his 3rd try he started to develop the art perfectly and as the seconds passed he got more and more excited. Tobirama began to see the future much brighter. With a big smile on his face, he spent the night cultivating the art of immortal breath.

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At 7am, Ichiro woke up, washed and dressed and went downstairs to have breakfast. His mother had already set the table and brought the last pieces to the table.

"Good morning mum."

After hearing her son's voice, Yui looked at her son who was sitting on the chair and smiled.

"Good morning İchiro, did you sleep well last night?"

"Yeah, I slept gur, where's Dad?"

Yui glanced at the stairs and then looked at i with a small smile on her face dear son.

"He'll be coming soon, I don't know what you taught him, but he's been practicing the art you taught him all night. This is the first time I've seen your father like that, the first time since I've seen him laugh the day we met. He would come into the room in the morning and tell how proud he was of his son until he went to bed. I never knew he had a side like this. I mean, being a father changes you."

Yui couldn't help but think about the night they spent while giggling a little. Her cheeks flushed slightly, but she tried not to show it too much. Even such a small change wouldn't go unnoticed by Ichiro, of course. Ichiro raised his eyebrows slightly and then put a small, wise smile on his face.

"A little sister actually sounds good."

Yui's cheeks flushed as her eyes widened at her son's words. She couldn't help but stutter as she looked at her son in shock.

"I- Ichiro w-what are you saying, you're still too young to know that!"

Ichiro chuckled at his mother's reaction while Tobirama started walking down the stairs. Ichiro's smile widened as he looked at his father.

"I see you're a few years younger Dad, I think you like my breathwork then."

Tobirama's smile widened when he heard Ichiro's words. After taking his place at the table, he ran his left hand through his son's hair and answered cheerfully. Meanwhile, Ichiro was pouting and trying to fix his hair.

"Whose son are you, how bad can the technology you developed be?"

Tobirama was really in a good mood. He had been cultivating the Immortal Breath technique all night, and his body and mind had already doubled in strength. Tonight he also thought about cultivating the art of chakra cultivation. Because of this, he was very happy. A smile on his face looked his proud son in the eye. After Yui was seated at the table, her curiosity was piqued and she asked.

"Tobi, what technique did Ichiro develop to make you so happy?"

After hearing his wife's question, Tobirama smiled and told everything that happened last night. For now, he skipped the future and the Jikūgan, but explained all the arts his son had created, one by one. Then he talked about his experience that evening. Yui went from shock to shock after listening to Tobirama. She oscillated between her son and her husband, who explained his son's techniques with excitement and pride. When Tobirama finished explaining the techniques, he continued to eat his breakfast with a big smile on his face.

"Our son is indeed a genius, isn't he?"

Yui nodded involuntarily as a concern arose in her at the same time. She looked at Ichiro anxiously as her expression changed from pride to concern. Tobirama and Ichiro noticed this look immediately. Tobirama smiled in understanding as Ichiro warmed and knew his mother was worried about him.

"Don't be afraid mom, no one can hurt me. Even my father doesn't know it anymore, but my current strength is as great as going head-to-head with Uncle Hashirama or Uncle Madara. Also, my escapism skills are more than enough that no one can hurt me. So don't worry, no one can hurt me."

This time, not only was Yui shocked by Ichiro's words, but Tobirama was shocked as well.

"You have as much power as my brother?!"

Ichiro nodded as he released the pressure on his chakra. Both Yui and Tobirama were startled by the pressure as they began to have trouble breathing. Tobirama felt like he was next to his angriest brother. After a few seconds, Ichiro released the pressure and suppressed his chakra again, then smiled and looked at his family.

"Don't worry, okay, nobody can hurt me."

After both Tobarama and Yui felt relieved after this incident, their pride grew even more. In fact, the gods must have blessed them. So they happily ate their breakfast. Half an hour later breakfast was over.

"Dad, did you call Uncle Hashirama and Uncle Madara?"

Tobirama nodded at Ichiro's question and answered.

"Yes, they will be here soon. Yui, you will join this conversation, this is an important matter for our future."

Seeing Tobirama's serious expression, Yui nodded before asking him something. Ichiro had helped his mother clear the table. They cleared the table in ten minutes. There was a knock on the door as he returned with a tray and cup of tea in his hand. Ichiro and Yui placed teacups on the table as Tobirama got up from the table and opened the door. His father, Uncle Hashirama, Aunt Mito, Eiji and

Madara came. After a brief greeting, everyone sat at the table. After talking about unimportant things for a while, Madara, who couldn't take it anymore, chimed in.

"May I know why you called me, I really don't understand what I'm doing at this table. I take it you didn't invite us to talk about the weather?"

Tobirama glanced at Eiji as Madara's question solemnly dropped onto the table. Eiji is now turning 7 years old and is quite mature for his age. After weighing his nephew for a few seconds, he decided it would be okay. Hashirama, meanwhile, couldn't help but comment.

"Yes Tobirama, why did you gather us all here? Does it have something to do with you being a few years younger?"

Hashirama saw the difference in his brother the moment he walked through the door. Although he was quite surprised by this, he had chosen to remain silent until now. Now he looked at his brother curiously. Tobirama took a deep breath before speaking.

"My rejuvenation has nothing to do with the main topic I want to talk about, but I'll explain why later. Before I get to the main topic, I have to tell you something so that you understand how I obtained the information to be told. First off, Ichiro has awakened a brand new dojutsu."

Here Tobirama stopped talking and began measuring everyone's reactions. Everyone had a shocked look on their faces. When all eyes turned to Ichiro, Ichiro shrugged slightly and opened his Jikūgan. As all eyes widened, there was curiosity and excitement in all eyes. Aside from Madara, of course, he was just curious. Tobirama stared at everyone for a moment, then looked at Ichiro to block him before the questions started. Ichiro nodded, understood his father's gaze and once again created a space field. All who saw and felt the change in the surroundings were slightly startled, but at the sound of Ichiro's voice they turned their eyes to him.

"My eyes are known as Jikūgan, the eyes of space and time. It allows me to control space and time. As you can see, I can create my own space field, I can teleport like my father's Hiraishini, and open portals into other worlds. But the topic we're talking about today is my ability to control time. I can see both the past and the future. I can also go into the past or into the future. When I first time opened my eyes to what was on my 3rd birthday i saw the future it was the future of a world where me and my mother didn't exist maybe the future of a parallel universe but i'm 100% sure it was future is also our future what i see is not good so we decided to share it with you all after i told my dad everything yesterday and after today's conversation we have to be big with the other 4 Speak in the hidden villages and the Kages."

As they listened to what Ichiro had to say, everyone in the audience reacted in the same way as Tobirama had the night before. Ichiro had a small smile on his face as he looked at Madara.

"Uncle Madara, you are one of the most important people in this future, that's why we invited you here."

Madara narrowed his black eyes slightly, but he couldn't suppress his curiosity. He nodded slightly and then looked at Ichiros Jikūgan. He felt a slight jealousy, but he quickly got rid of that feeling. A few minutes later, everyone digested what they had heard and looked at Tobirama and Ichiro. Tobirama also broke his silence and spoke.

"I can understand you all because I had the same reactions last night. But the future is really dark. When I first learned about the future, I felt a great burden and despair. But then I also saw a glimmer of hope, the end of the dark road. Because of this, telling the future is not as effective as seeing it. Can you show them the future like you showed me, Ichiro?"

Ichiro nodded, then snapped his right hand, and everyone present went about watching the future like spectators from the top of the world. As they saw the future, all faces took on different shapes. Ichiro's eyes were on Madara. Surprise, sadness, anger, then sadness again, then regret, disappointment, and finally anger appeared on Madara's face. His first anger was for losing to Hashirama, the second for being fooled by Black Zetsu's manipulations earth. When the Otsutsuki appeared, he felt a slight fear and uneasiness. They were actually ten times stronger than they are now. After their show was over, Ichiro brought everyone back. Again, Hashirama was the first to speak after giving everyone time to digest.

"Hah, the future is really not bright, so much war and death, I built Konoha to stop it, but again there is war and death. We must prevent this now. We must expose a common enemy, the Otsutsuki, and keep the peace for a long time. In this way, each nation becomes stronger and we are ready for the dangers to come. Ichiro, you probably changed the fate of the whole world. I think Ichiro is the blessing that the gods sent out of pity to us. If Ichiro hadn't been born, surely our future would have been the same. Now we know the future and we know who to look out for. I will arrange a meeting with the other 4 Kages in the iron nation. But first tell me about the light you speak of, Tobirama."

After confirming what Tobirama said, he began explaining the techniques Ichiro had developed. Everyone at the table went from shock to shock upon hearing the techniques. The first reaction came from Hashirama after Tobirama finished telling the story.

"Hahahahah, in fact, Ichiro is a gift from the gods to us. Tobirama you really did something great for the world, just the birth of Ichiro erased all your bad karma hahahaha."

Everyone shook their heads as they laughed at Hashirama's behavior. Even Eiji glared at his father that you should grow up now. Ichiro looked at everyone briefly, then turned his gaze to Madara.

"Uncle Madara?"

Madara had a broken and sad smile on his face as he turned him over at Ichiro's voice. He took a deep breath as he looked into Ichiro's eyes. Everyone at the table also turned to Ichiro.

"Yes, boy?"

"I know that you suffered a lot and were very sad until today. I experienced the pain of losing someone you loved as I saw the future. I saw my uncle die, I saw my father die and sacrifice himself. But I know it's incomparable to your pain since your brother is really dead. Although I have the ability to go back in time, I can't do it yet. I don't have the power or enough chakra to do it. But I can promise you one thing . Give me 4 years, in 4 years I will develop a technique that will bring your brother back. Can you trust me? You are my uncle's friend, possibly the only friend he has. We didn't have many conversations or relationships with you, but when I first saw the future, I realized that no matter how many mistakes you made and how many deaths you caused, you really made it all for a world without to create war, even if you were sad inside you kept going. You only saw the future, but I also felt everyone's feelings: the pain, the sadness, the hate, the anger and the hopelessness... I felt all the emotions. That's why I haven't told anyone until now, because I needed to come to my senses and reconcile my feelings. And the feelings I felt from you were sadness and pain. It was your anger at the world. No matter how many mistakes you made in this future, why should my uncle care about you? I can understand what you are saying. You just love too much, that's all."

Madara didn't know what to say as he looked at Ichiro in shock. Maybe for the first time in his life he felt like this. The person who probably understands him best is the son of the man at the table who likes him the least. Tobirama had never really liked Madara, which is why he never trusted him. But the person who understood him best was that man's son. After staring into Ichiro's confident eyes for a while, a small smile formed on his face.

"Well boy I trust you but you promise to take me to another world after this is all over."

Ichiro started laughing as he looked at Madara with a suppressed look of excitement in his eyes.

"You didn't even have to ask Uncle Madara, I know a world just for you, ideal for fighting freaks like you, I will definitely send you there. I may not be able to go yet, but I can still see other worlds .Once the kage meeting and initial events are over I will show you other worlds.The world I want to send you to will definitely please you.But if we try to go there now,we will they crush us with their little fingers, so try to get stronger. By the way, I'm also looking for a way to remove the curse of the Uchihas, I can give you a straight answer in about 2 months or so."

Madara's eyes lit up as he was amazed by Ichiro's answer. When the Uchihas' curse is gone, it means that they will become much stronger. He was genuinely happy for the first time in a long time as his smile grew.

"Well, you promised. After the Kage meeting, you have to show me other worlds."

Madara smiled and looked at him as he thrust his fist at Ichiro. Ichiro was surprised at first, but he smiled and pressed his fist against Madara's, smiling broadly.

"I promise."

While the atmosphere at the table was initially sad and emotional, they had only just realized what Ichiro was feeling and going through. Sadness was written on their faces as Tobirama and Yui looked at their son. It hurt that Ichiro had to watch his father die when he was only three years old. But later, after listening to his conversation with Madara, everyone started smiling. Hashirama felt as if a great burden had been lifted from his shoulders as he happily looked at his friend and nephew. İchiro was indeed a gift from the gods, Hashirama thought. Then it was more normal subjects and Ichiro taught everyone their art. This day passed with joy and pleasant conversations.