Shall I begin?

The Uzumaki training ground lay shrouded in darkness, the moon casting long shadows over the silent landscape. Hiro, ventured into the night, his footsteps soft against the ground.

Hiro: (whispering to himself) It's time to leave behind the facade of childhood and embrace the true path of a shinobi.

Memories of the shinobi world, the legendary heroes of the Hidden Leaf Village, Madara's scheme and powerhouses like Danzo and Hiruzen flooded Hiro's mind. He recalled the countless hours spent watching Naruto and diving deep into theories of the shinobi world.

Hiro: (reflecting) Naruto never gave up, no matter how difficult the path became. I must embody that same mindset.

With resolve burning in his heart, Hiro unfurled the scroll Lady Mito had gifted to him. The Shadow Clone Jutsu, is a technique made for the Uzumaki clan.

Hiro: (channelling his chakra) This is where my true training begins.

As he wove the hand seals, Hiro's mind drifted back to Naruto's first time using this jutsu.

Hiro: (whispering Naruto's catchphrase) I won't run away, I won't go back on my word, that's my ninja way!

In a burst of light, a perfect replica of Hiro stood beside him, the Shadow Clone ready to begin their training.

Hiro: (addressing his clone) Together, we will master this jutsu.

The clone nodded in silent agreement, its eyes reflecting Hiro's determination. They began their training in earnest, throwing punches and creating ,moves.

Hiro: clone make 4 for clones and dispel yourself. So instead of splitting my chakra in four. I can split it in half and then use that half into four would leave me with 1/2 of my chakra while each clone has 1/8

As they practiced, Hiro's thoughts returned to Naruto's iconic battles—the fierce clashes against pain, t and the unwavering belief that anything was possible with hard work and perseverance.

Hiro: (gritting his teeth) Shit I'm sounding more like that dimwit more and more. Am I being influenced by talk no jutsu without facing Naruto. ...

With each passing hour as Hiro stood with black lines running down his face ,while Hiro's clones pushed themself to the limits, til they dispelled.

As the first light of dawn painted the sky with hues of gold and pink, Hiro lied face first on the ground as he trained his taijutsu while doing the leaf-sticking technique til he ran out of chakra and fell on his knees.

Hiro: (breathing heavily) This is just the beginning. I will surpass my limits and to save my clan from its demise.

With a final burst of effort, Hiro dispelled his clone, its form dissipating into wisps of chakra regaining a little of his chakra. He casted one last glance at the training ground, a silent promise to continue his journey with unwavering resolve.

With newfound determination burning in his heart, Hiro departed from the training ground, ready to face any challenges that lay ahead. The path of a true shinobi stretched out before him, illuminated by the lessons of his hero and the strength of his own spirit.