Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara-Chapter 194 - : The God of Shinobi

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The war between the Uchiha and Senju had finally come to an end, and together, the two clans had accomplished the unthinkable—they had jointly established the first unified Hidden Village in the Land of Fire.

The moment this news spread, it sent shockwaves rippling across the entire shinobi world.

Various factions scrambled to verify its authenticity, dispatching scouts and spies to uncover the truth. Yet, to their astonishment, the reports were not exaggerated—the impossible had become reality.

"Have they lost their minds?!" Many found it utterly incomprehensible.

The Uchiha and Senju had been locked in a bitter blood feud for nearly a thousand years, their enmity so deep that it seemed beyond reconciliation. What force, what unimaginable power, could have bridged such an insurmountable divide?

Before long, the full details of the war's final battle began to emerge.

At the heart of it stood one man—Uchiha Kyōsuke.

During the decisive clash between the two clans, he had single-handedly rewritten the fate of the battlefield, displaying power so overwhelming that left all who witnessed it in utter disbelief.

Six Kage-level powerhouses—each a pillar of strength in their own right—had joined forces to bring him down, supported by an elite force of nearly five hundred battle-hardened shinobi.

With such an overwhelming force converging upon a single man, was there any conceivable way for him to survive—let alone triumph?

And yet—

By the time the battle reached its conclusion, the once-formidable force lay in ruins.

Of the five hundred elite shinobi, over two hundred lay dead, while the survivors bore wounds of varying severity.

Among the six Kage-level Shinobi, Senju Tobirama barely managed to escape with grievous wounds, Sarutobi Sasuke, another renowned figure, survived only by sheer luck. As for the remaining four...

They perished at Uchiha Kyōsuke's hands.

For those who had not personally witnessed the battle, the accounts sounded like the ramblings of a madman. How could one man stand against nearly half of the Land of Fire's strongest warriors and emerge victorious?

Yet the survivors swore by what they had seen.

That day, Uchiha Kyōsuke was no mere shinobi—he was like a god, a force of nature given form.

Every movement he made carried an unstoppable momentum, his strikes infused with devastating power. His sheer presence on the battlefield struck terror into the hearts of those who dared oppose him.

His dominance was not solely due to his Mangekyō Sharingan—his sheer resilience, blistering speed, and monstrous strength made him an unbreakable force. His ninjutsu mastery was unparalleled, his defenses impenetrable, his recovery rate astonishing, and his destructive potential utterly unmatched.

What truly defied belief, however, was his command over all five chakra natures, an ability unheard of even among the most gifted shinobi—especially at his age. With seamless mastery, he wove together advanced elemental combinations, a feat so rare and so deadly that it played a decisive role in the Senju's crushing defeat.

His abilities were overwhelming in every regard. In the face of such absolute power, who could possibly stand against him?

As whispers spread throughout the shinobi world, certain individuals began to bestow upon him a new title:

The God of Shinobi

At the same time, the strength of Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama was also acknowledged throughout the shinobi world. People soon began to murmur that the Land of Fire was home to not just one, but three shinobi of godlike power.

And with such unparalleled figures uniting under one banner, the village they founded would be unlike anything the world had ever seen.

To make matters even more compelling, the reputation of the Uchiha Clan had undergone a remarkable transformation in recent years.

This led many to ask themselves a fateful question—

Should they move to the Hidden Village in the Land of Fire?

And just as countless people were still contemplating this possibility, another unexpected announcement sent shockwaves across the entire country.

The Uchiha and Senju were indeed forming a unified hidden village, and what's more—they had extended an open invitation to all residents of the Land of Fire.

Furthermore, those who contributed to the village's construction would receive priority access to housing, employment, and educational resources.

In simple terms, as long as one was willing to work for the village, they would receive its protection—regardless of their past and background.

Even those who had once been enemies of the two clans, even those burdened with old grudges, would be welcomed—so long as they renounced their desire for revenge.

If a blood feud spanning a thousand years could be put to rest, then surely, there was no wound that time could not heal.

The moment this news broke, it set off a storm across the entire Land of Fire.

The larger clans remained cautious, preferring to observe from a distance before making their move. But the smaller and mid-sized clans wasted no time—many uprooted their entire households, choosing to place their future in the hands of this emerging power.

For common folk, the opportunity was even clearer. A place of stability, safety, and a future—such things were priceless in an era defined by war and uncertainty.

And in a world where strength dictated survival, was there any force more powerful than the combined might of the Uchiha and Senju?

Even a child of seven could answer:

None.

Thus, the choice became obvious.

The movement began as a trickle, but soon, it swelled into an unstoppable tide.

Across every road and trade route, caravans of all sizes could be seen, families carrying their entire lives on their backs, merchants and craftsmen seeking new beginnings, and rogue shinobi hoping for redemption.

When asked a simple question—"Where are you headed?"

The answer was always the same:

"To the Hidden Village—the land of safety and dreams."

The sheer scale of the migration was unprecedented—even Kyōsuke himself wondered if the term "unparalleled prosperity" was enough to describe the scene.

And of course, this entire "recruitment campaign" had been meticulously orchestrated by none other than Uchiha Kyōsuke—the master of strategy and persuasion.

After all, in the shinobi world, what was the most valuable resource?

One word—talented people.

The establishment of Konoha was happening six or seven years ahead of its expected timeline. This meant they could use this additional time to absorb not only the Land of Fire's population but also civilians from the other four great nations.

In the original timeline, many exceptional shinobi had emerged from humble, civilian backgrounds, rising to fame through their sheer talent.

A strong civilian foundation would ensure Konoha's dominance not just in warfare but also in economic strength—a crucial factor often overlooked in times of war.

And once the time was right, they could wage campaigns against the other four great nations. Even with their unmatched power, the Three Gods alone could not conquer entire countries without a massive logistical force behind them.

Because after all—what would stop the other nations from simply avoiding battle altogether?

If occupation was the goal, their enemies could always retreat into the shadows, gathering resistance forces in secret.

No matter how invincible they were in direct combat, they could not afford to be tied down in hostile territory forever.

Thus, a strong foundation of lower-tier forces was necessary. Without it, any so-called "invasion" would amount to nothing more than a one-sided slaughter.

Thanks to Kyōsuke's foresight, Konoha was growing at an astonishing rate.

Every single day, the village welcomed dozens—sometimes even hundreds—of new residents.

To further improve the clan's once-feared image, Kyōsuke entrusted Maya with a crucial task—

Personally overseeing the integration of new villagers.

His instructions were clear—make every new resident feel that the Uchiha were a warm and welcoming family.

Meanwhile, Hashirama Senju paid little attention to such political maneuvers. Or rather he was simply too exhausted to care.

With the village's population exploding, what was the most immediate concern?

The answer was simple—housing and food.

With over a hundred new arrivals every day, even shinobis alone could not keep up with the relentless demand for construction.

Thus, the time had come for Hashirama, the "great architectural expert," to take center stage.

Working alongside Kochou, he constructed houses at an astonishing speed.

One created the buildings, while the other used their dojutsu to modify them according to each family's needs.

Together, they could achieve the work of ten thousand builders.

A single lap around the village, and entire districts rose from the ground in an instant.

With just two hours of effort each morning, they could provide enough homes for the newcomers—without issue.

The next challenge was food.

And once again, this responsibility fell upon Hashirama.

By channeling his immense life force, he could rapidly grow fruits and vegetables—similar to how he summoned entire forests with his Wood Release: Advent of a World of Flowering Trees.

Thus, the once-mighty Senju Clan Leader found himself building houses in the morning and tending crops in the afternoon.

Occasionally, residents who had received farmland even sought him out, hoping he would use Wood Release to enhance their fields and increase their harvests.

With all this work, how could Hashirama possibly have the time to worry about politics?

But while he remained distracted—

There was one person who most certainly was paying attention.

Senju Tobirama.

The younger Senju brother—a master of strategy and politics—how could he fail to see the cunning scheme Kyōsuke was weaving?

Kyōsuke was working tirelessly to elevate the Uchiha's reputation, and if left unchecked, they would become the dominant force within the village.

So Tobirama made up his mind.

He would not let Kyōsuke have his way.

If Kyōsuke put up banners to welcome new villagers, Tobirama put up his own.

If Kyōsuke provided food and water, the Senju clan matched their efforts without hesitation.

Whatever Kyōsuke built, Tobirama made sure the Senju did it too—

And if possible, did it better.

Because as long as it frustrated Kyōsuke—

Tobirama was more than happy to do it.

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