Avatar Jutsu

In one of the underground rooms of the imperial palace, Majin was deeply immersed in practicing a type of jutsu. For hours, he repeated the same hand signs without success.

However, persistent effort finally paid off, and his body vanished, replaced by two clones that looked exactly like him.

The intriguing aspect of this scenario was that both clones were the real Majin. This might prompt the question: how is such a thing possible?

The answer lies in a technique Majin discovered while exploring the library created by the system in the system space, which contained all the jutsus his child would learn.

This technique, known as "Avatar Jutsu," bore similarities to the "Shadow Clone Jutsu" but with a significant enhancement.

While shadow clones might possess differing viewpoints or even personalities, the Avatar Jutsu allowed for the splitting of one's soul and body into two complete halves, both of which were equally Majin.

In simpler terms, this jutsu divided Majin's soul into two parts, enabling him to exist in two bodies simultaneously. When the two halves merged, he would return to his original body.

"It finally worked!" both Majins exclaimed in unison.

Majin had a specific reason for wanting to split his body into two clones temporarily.

His agenda was overflowing with tasks: planning for the war to conquer neighboring nations, visiting the sage mountains to seek information about his devil's heart, and capitalizing on all potential benefits from the plots he was aware of.

This jutsu provided him the means to be in two places at once, effectively doubling his capacity to handle his complex and demanding plans.

Majin no 1 stood in the center of the underground room, facing Majin no 2. With a sense of purpose, he declared.

"I will go outside and complete the plans that take place on the democratic side, and you handle the plans on the imperialistic side."

Majin no 2 nodded in agreement, his expression mirroring the determination of his counterpart.

Given that they shared the same consciousness, it was natural for them to agree on every decision seamlessly.

"I'll be going now," Majin no 1 announced, picking up a cloak that he had placed in the room hours earlier in anticipation of successfully mastering the Avatar Jutsu.

He draped the cloak around his shoulders, the fabric settling with a soft rustle.

Beside the cloak, there lay a small bag filled with seal scrolls and a teleportation scroll, meticulously prepared for a swift and unnoticed exit from the capital city.

Majin no 1 also picked up a sleek katana, its blade gleaming under the dim light of the underground room, and strapped it securely at his side.

Just as Majin no 1 was about to tear the teleportation scroll apart, Majin no 2 remarked with a cold smile, "If you fail in any of the plans, I will tear you apart."

"Same to you," replied Majin no 1, his tone equally icy. With a swift motion, he tore the teleportation scroll, activating its magic.

In an instant, he vanished from the underground room, leaving only a faint echo of displaced air.

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In a forest hundreds of miles away from the imperial palace, a man wearing a black cloak emerged seemingly out of nowhere.

He had shoulder-length black hair and blood-red eyes, which added to his strikingly handsome appearance. Majin scanned his surroundings, showing no signs of shock.

He had anticipated his destination when he purchased the teleportation scroll from a surviving Uzumaki.

This single scroll had cost him a hundred thousand gold notes—a substantial amount, considering that an average shinobi might not earn that much in a decade.

"I should learn some Uzumaki sealing jutsus too," Majin mused aloud, his voice echoing slightly in the quiet of the forest.

Contemplating his next steps, he reached into the bag he was carrying, his fingers brushing past various items before pulling out a sealing scroll.

He unfurled it with a smooth, practiced motion, revealing it to be a 'Storage Scroll' from the Uzumaki clan.

Unlike typical sealing scrolls, this one allowed him to retrieve objects at will. He placed his hand inside the scroll, the movement precise and deliberate, and extracted a well-worn map.

The Uzumaki clan, now nearly extinct, had crafted such scrolls, which had become rare treasures in the shinobi world.

Majin's great-grandfather had acquired this particular scroll during the clan's heyday, making it an invaluable artifact not just in monetary terms but as a piece of history.

"Let's do it this way," Majin said after quickly pulling out a map of the shinobi world. He realized he was on the border between the Land of Demons and the Land of honey.

His plan was to first enter the Land of Honey, then proceed to the Land of Gambling, and finally reach the Land of Fire before heading to the sage mountains like Mount Myoboku.

Suddenly, an axe flew towards Majin, which he caught with his left hand. In an instant, he appeared behind the person who had thrown it.

It was a bandit who had thrown the axe, but as Majin materialized behind him, the bandit, though shocked, was unable to react as Majin grabbed his head and crushed it with his bare hands.

"Looks like this trip won't be that boring," Majin said as he licked the blood off his hand.