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The True Inheritor of Hashirama's Legacy

It was said that Hashirama's legacy was the Will of Fire passed on to the Konoha Shinobi. However, what if this was not the only thing that was passed on? What if not just his ideals, but his legendary Bloodline was also passed along? It was nearly the end of the Second Shinobi War. At this time, a young boy, with Dark Black Hair and Emerald Green Eyes arrived in Konoha. Follow his story as he grows up to be the strongest man in the world. Someone who shall become the 'True' God of Shinobi! This is his story! The story of Senju Araki! Discord: https://discord.gg/qySx8Jp Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/evildragon04 [Check out my original novel (Rising Warriors) on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B089KRRZS5]

Evil_Dragon · อะนิเมะ&มังงะ
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Amaterasu

Currently, the only thing revolving in Uchiha Keshiro's mind was regret and rage. Most of it was directed at himself. The regret of leaving these two alone, maybe it was because he wanted to test his power against a strong shinobi. Or was it just excitement?

He didn't know the answer. But he understood that those reasons were the cause of death of his comrades. If he had stayed with them, they could have escaped.

No… The other Konoha Shinobi would die then. A voice in his mind answered his question. Yet, another voice said that they weren't of the Uchiha Clan, why should he care about them. They weren't even related to Keshiro, why should he care about them.

As these two voices in his mind were seemingly arguing. Keshiro turned his head at Shimoda Takeo, who was coming forward to stab him.

At that moment, a thought entered his mind 'Maybe I should just die… How could I have thought that I would be able to protect and make the Uchiha Clan grown when I couldn't even protect the comrades so close to me.'

However, as he had seemingly given up on himself, he felt his life flashing in front of his eyes.

In those few milliseconds, he felt like he had replayed this life. He remembered things that he had long forgotten.

And he remembered his father's words which had been forgotten in the drift of time.

He remembered it was during the time his father had visited him when he had experienced his loss in the hands of Senju Araki. The time when everyone in the entire Uchiha Clan who had high hopes for him started to show their disdain for him.

Perhaps it was because he had lost publically to the Senju Clan member. They hadn't fought against Senju Araki or hadn't even considered how Senju Araki was the bloodline inheritor of the Great Senju Hashirama. What they remembered was how their Uchiha Clan Prodigy lost to a Senju Clan Prodigy.

He remembered training madly after having been shown such disdain. His popularity had grown to the point where he was seemingly in love with it. He urgently wished to reattain it.

One time, he was training and his father, Uchiha Kazuma, arrived. At that time, Keshiro was far too distressed to hear anything that his father said, but he reluctantly did hear his words.

"Looks like he did a number on you. And I don't mean those physical wounds, but that blow on your arrogance. Well, this is also good… You have a chance to see the world from another outlook. From the outlook of a loser."

"At your current moment, you can be said to be reached quite low. Maybe the lowest point of your life. But do you know, the lowest point is quite convenient. It's because you any lower and you will die in this world of Shinobi. So… the only way thing you can do is rise… Rise to the point you were before or maybe even far beyond it…"

Keshiro remembered asking his father, "Can I really win? Can I really against Senju Araki? Do you really believe it?"

"Realistically, I don't think you can win against Senju Araki." These words from his father had seemingly destroyed any and all hope in Keshiro's heart.

"But… I can't say I am not idealistic about it. As a father and the head of the Uchiha Clan, I do hope you can win against Senju Araki. However, more than that, I hope you grow from this loss. Because only that is how you will become truly strong…"

"This is not even true despair that you are feeling… When you do, you will wish for death. I just hope you aren't swallowed by that feeling at that time and lose your life. I want to die after entrusting the Uchiha Clan to you. This is my one wish…"

After Uchiha Kazuma had spoken those words, Uchiha Keshiro hadn't changed immediately. In the next fight against Araki, he had lost again. However, it wasn't as miserable as his beforehand loss.

This didn't matter to the Uchiha Clan Members though. Many of them looked down upon him even more in fact. But… Keshiro didn't feel that bad. In fact, it was like he could see the world even clearer at that time. And before he realised it, his training started showing results. He felt as if he had evolved… No, not in terms of power. But mentally, he did. Every day, new ideas would appear in his head to surpass himself from the previous day. And during their next match, he had somehow defeated Senju Araki after a close match!

This time, the Uchiha Clan Members who were cursing him for losing against Senju Araki were coming forwards to praise him for his victory. At that time, Keshiro wasn't delighted by their praise. He understood that winning or losing meant nothing. As his father said, growing from the loss, that is the way to strength.

And in the current situation, Uchiha Keshiro felt as if he was experiencing what his father had said later. The true despair…

He bitterly smiled 'This is cruel, father. It's like you are begging me to live for the Uchiha Clan even with these regrets… It's like someone is repeatedly stabbing my heart, and you are still telling me to remain alive. You really are cruel, father…'

He raised his head and stared at Shimoda Takeo. Moreover, he looked into his eyes.

Shimoda Takeo was a little startled when he noticed the pattern in Keshiro's eyes had changed.

Keshiro opened his mouth, "You know, I find it strange that I can't even feel any anger towards you when you are the reason why my friends died. Maybe it's because I pity you…" Unknown to himself, new techniques appeared in his head.

"Amaterasu..." He gently called out the name of his technique. He experienced a sharp pain in his right eye, but he didn't care. The main seemed to be soothing him instead. To him, this pain felt like his punishment for choosing to live at this moment. This was good…

Meanwhile, Shimoda Takeo was startled when some strange black flames attacked him. They were latched onto his body and were burning him so strongly that he had started screaming in pain!

"J-Just what is with these flames?! They are burning my body even though it's reinforced by a strong amount of earth chakra! Someone use Water Jutsu on these flames!" Shimoda Takeo called out for his allies immediately.

Meanwhile, some other people started at Keshiro, who was still on the ground.

"Die!" One of them said before jumping towards Keshiro.

Keshiro didn't understand why but the shinobis around himself were moving quite slowly. Their speed even seemed quite pitiful.

He opened his mouth and once again used the technique, "Amaterasu…"

However, this time, he didn't choose a single target. All the Iwa Shinobi who were surrounding him were targeted. The pain in his right eye was far beyond what he imagined, but Keshiro embraced that pain.

The reinforcements in the form of Konoha Shinobi and Ame Shinobi arrived at their location, but they were shocked when they saw a whole group of shinobi were enveloped by black flames.

They saw some shinobi using Water Jutsus at each other to extinguish the fire, but it didn't seem to affect these Black Flames.

And from the middle of this group, they saw a Black Haired Boy coming out of this group while holding two bodies; one over his shoulder while the other in his arms.

The Iwa Shinobi who were already burning, went to target him. Since they knew they were about to die, then they thought that they must at least kill this boy!

Konoha Shinobi and Ame Shinobi were charging at Iwa Shinobi to prevent them from harming Keshiro at this moment. However, they were still at some distance. It would take some time before they reached his position.

Meanwhile, Uchiha Keshiro didn't seem to hate that these Iwa Shinobis were coming forward to stab him.

Yet, just when they were about to stab him, he would dodge at the last possible moment by sidestepping.

Some of them even threw out wide-ranged Jutsus at him, but Uchiha Keshiro simply vanished from that spot and appeared at some distance. It was like he hadn't been there at all.

Genjutsu! The answer soon appeared in the mind of Iwa Shinobis, Konoha Shinobis, and the Ame Shinobis.

And by the time they were about to target him again, they were forced to fight against the Ame Shinobi and Konoha Shinobi. Uchiha Keshiro had successfully escaped…

In this battle… Iwa lost 1 S-Ranked Shinobi, 4 A-Ranked Shinobi, 10 or so B-Ranked Shinobi, and many genins.

I hope you liked the chapter. I thought a lot before writing this chapter which could improve his character development.

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