Template System: I Madara shall conquer this world

Inside a laboratory filled with blinking monitors, tangled wires, and the faint hum of machinery, the air was heavy with the scent heavy. Rows of glass containers lined the walls, each housing a strange, luminescent liquid that pulsed softly like a heartbeat. This was no ordinary lab—it was a playground for the cutting edge of scientific experimentation.

There a man in a suit and a man wearing full black, like an assassin.

"Template?"

"Yes I'm drawing up a template for your body armor and we are going to make sure that...." As the man in the suit rambles on about what needs to be done, The man who's in full black seemed stunned and absent minded.

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"Template?"

as soon as I uttered those words my mind become filled with memories, a memory, seemingly of my past life. A young man that loves to watch movies, anime, and other more entertaining things is his past life and it all ends with a flashing light of a speeding truck. Then came the void and the stars where he found his purpose, a marble, so bright that it hurts his soul.

Then came the entity, who molded the marble into a choice of blue and red, I chose the red and I see something, a program of choices shown through a system, like those he have read.

[ Welcome Player, since you have chosen the red, it means you will now live with great powers, influence and other more of your choosing, all for the price of you becoming our entertainment. We are The Watchers, The Readers, The Consumers, THe %$#$^#%%$^%#?, Your power has been chosen as a template system, where you will be granted a power of that you imitate.

Now choose your Character:

Meruem

Escanor

Alucard

Madara Uchiha

Kibutsuji Muzan

This has been processed to your preferences, Now Choose ]

I chose Madara and everything became dark...

"Madara? Are you okay, is my scientific genius and advanced knowledge something you can't handle?" The man chuckled as he awaken me from my stupor.

"No, It's nothing, Just thinking."

"Is this about the war? You know I could always help you retire early if it's getting to you, it takes a lot of influence like mine to be able to do that after all, so say it now if you want it."

"I'm fine Howard, as for the template just make sure that my vitals are fine and the armor is extremely durable that's all" I told him that and walk away. 

"Sigh, you are as stoic as ever, I guess it's war after all."

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Back inside his room, a simple and sleek design that doesn't have much accessories except for some japanese items, he sat down in a futon and pondered. 'So my identity is merely an imitation, how pathetic, and also how pathetic that man is, to trust is to be weak and to be betrayed is it's price, I'll simply become the better you and put you into that dumb dream of yours.'

'The past me is even more pathetic, I won't even spend my time on him as he's no longer me and I am no longer him, I appreciated the knowledge though. The future is always uncertain and I wouldn't trust everything to go as planned as that fiction, with beings that forsee the real possibilities of future trusting it is equivalent to death.'

'/Template System/" I reeled in some kind of force and the system appeared.

[{Congratulations for passing the tutorial and surviving, your system has been fully unlocked and your powers will be yours now.}

*Template*

Madara Uchiha - 10% ] Feeling the power of chakra invigorating my body is wonderful and I let out a sigh of relief as if my body has been lifted of it's burdens and to feel young and strong, feeling my strenght, I presumed that I am a higher chunin already. My system is so simple without other more things and I prefer it that way, I will get stronger with this power surpassing every character here. I finished my pondering and slept, after all in this wartime sleep is a rare resource.

In this life I was a japanese immigrant orphan, my family died after I turned 6 and to survive in the streets, one needs to be ruthless and to have food, either hope that the trash has some leftovers or to fight the other street rats or beggars over it. The time I'm 8 I learned how to steal from the common people and how to live on my own because through experience betrayal is easily done when something more is appealing and valuable to them, it wasn't till 12 that I joined the military for the war and become skilled in espionage and killing people that people are saying that I must have been born for this, for war.

Now at the age of 20 my chakra has been awakened due to the system and my uchiha lineage.

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The next morning, I awoke to the sound of distant gunfire and the faint rumble of artillery. War was closer now than ever. My training and instincts kicked in as I dressed quickly and strapped on a lightweight tactical vest. The body armor Howard was working on was still incomplete, but my current gear would have to suffice for now.

A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. It was a young soldier, barely out of his teens, his face pale and nervous. "Sir, the Commander requests your presence in the operations room."

"Understood," I replied, my voice steady. I followed him through the narrow corridors of the underground base. The walls vibrated slightly from the occasional tremor of nearby explosions.

Inside the operations room, a holographic map displayed the battlefield. Red markers indicated enemy forces, while blue represented our dwindling units. The commander named John stood at the center, flanked by other officers. He gestured for me to join him.

"Madara," he began, his tone unusually serious. "We've received intel about an enemy stronghold. It's heavily fortified, but it's the source of their supply line. If we can take it out, we might turn the tide of this war."

"And you want me to lead the assault?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"Exactly. Your skills in infiltration and combat are unmatched. But there's something else..." John hesitated before continuing. "The enemy has been experimenting with something—something unnatural. We don't know the full extent, but reports suggest enhanced soldiers."

"Enhanced?" I repeated, a faint smirk forming. "Let's see how their experiments hold up against mine."

John nodded. "You'll have a small team supporting you, but the mission's success depends on you. Dismissed."

The stronghold was eerily quiet as we approached, the surrounding terrain shrouded in mist. It wasn't long before we encountered resistance. The enemy soldiers moved with precision, their strength and speed confirming John's intel. Enhanced soldiers each one a deadly experiment in human augmentation.

I activated the Sharingan, my vision sharpening as time seemed to slow. Their movements were predictable, almost mechanical. With a flick of my wrist, a dagger imbued with chakra flew, disarming the first wave of enemies in seconds.

"Secure the perimeter!" I barked to my team, their training kicking in as they moved to flank the enemy. The enhanced soldiers proved formidable, but against the power of a legendary shinobi, they were little more than obstacles.

Deeper into the stronghold, the air grew colder. Strange machinery hummed, and the walls pulsed with a faint red light. In the center of the main chamber stood a figure—a tall man with a crimson skull, his presence radiating authority and menace. The Red Skull himself.

"So, you're the infamous warrior I've heard about," he said, his voice smooth and mocking. "Impressive, but ultimately futile. You cannot stop the ascension of Hydra."

I smirked, my Sharingan locking onto him. "We'll see about that."

The clash of titans was about to begin.