There was also a photo of Mito Uzumaki and Hashirama Senju together, happy on their wedding day, with the Uzumaki clan header and other Uzumaki and Senju representatives given their blessings to the newlyweds, and then another with their newborn baby a year later. There was a photo of Tobirama standing with Mito, a photo of both Hashirama and Tobirama standing with Mito, and one with Tsunade, Orochimaru, and Jiraiya as children, standing with Mito, Hashirama, and Hiruzen.
There was one large group picture of the Uzumaki leaders and Mito with Hashirama, Tobirama, and some other Senju; a picture of Kushina and Minato as Genin and as a happy couple in their young teen years, several months before Uzushiogakure's destruction, and finally, several pictures of Honoka's late parents and relatives and her when she was a newborn and several more when she was one and two years old.
By the time Honoka was done, Naruto was completely in tears. In one preserved photo album, he saw and learned so much about his heritage and clan's backgrounds and history. It was so much more than Konoha has ever given him in his entire life, and it felt as though a void within him had been filled. But as he looked at each picture, for reasons he couldn't understand he felt as though he knew the people from each of those generations. Something within him gave him those sensations of familial familiarity, and honestly, Naruto loved it. Soon though, Naruto wiped away the tears that were descending down his face and collected himself before he took a breath to calm down.
"Honoka-neechan, you gave me a gift that Konoha has denied me all my life. Words can't even begin to express my gratitude for sharing with me this precious treasure you guard so greatly," Naruto said softly. "Thank you."
"No Naruto-kun, it's our precious treasure now, and it makes me so happy that I don't have to say that it's mine alone anymore. I found an Uzumaki brother to share it with," Honoka replied happily.
"Did you ever live in Uzu no Kuni?" Naruto queried.
"I was born in Uzu no Kuni but, I didn't live there long. My mother and I were among the surviving Uzumaki who escaped after enemy shinobi villages joined forces to rise up and destroy our homeland. Uzumaki Mamoru, along with his strongest fighters and seal masters, stayed behind and fought all of the invading shinobi while the rest of us escaped to wherever we deemed safe for our survival. My father was among the fighters who stayed behind and fought to his death to ensure that my mother and I survived and escaped. I never met my father, even though my mother spoke of him often, telling me stories about how great a man and shinobi he was. I knew she loved and missed him very much."
"Why didn't Konoha helped during the invasion?" Naruto asked.
"I don't know. I was too young back then to understand why all those bad things were happening to our clan, and why our people had so many enemies. It was a most chaotic period, and the Third Shinobi World War brought about more casualties to our Uzumaki brethren who escaped the destruction of Uzu no Kuni, since some hadn't found safe homes yet.
"My mother, as a result, lost contact with Kushina and the other Uzumaki survivors. We were ultimately on our own, and Iwa hunter nin were after us. While on the run for the first nine years of my life, my mother taught me all she knew in terms of seals and being a kunoichi. In time, though a group of Iwa hunter nin found and ambushed us. We were outnumbered and outmatched, and they were bent of taking us back to Iwagakure alive," Honoka recounted.
"Why so?" Naruto asked.
"I'm sure you're aware that we Uzumaki have very special chakra and longevity, along with the fact that we have a keen ingenuity for seals. They wanted to use us to advance their nation's power and strength while trying to tip the scale in their favor in their war against Konoha. I tried to help my mother, but I didn't have as much experience in battling ninja, and my mother had to protect me. It saddens me to think that she took a fatal injury as a result. Despite that, she still showed me her kind and protective motherly smile. But things only got worse as more ninja appeared and surrounded us in large numbers.
"Despite her fatal injury, she was still able to summon chakra chains and trap the group of hunters and the additional group of ninja that arrived." Honoka looked at the photo album affectionately. "That was when she took out and gave this photo album to me. She told me to guard and protect it, as it possesses the history and memories of our nation and people. My mother then instructed me to leave with this important piece of our clan's legacy. I argued and told her that I wanted to stay and help, crying while telling her that she was all I had left. She smiled but told me firmly that I had to live for her and the rest of our people, and she asked me to find happiness with whomever I find love with."
Honoka had tears running down her face as she recalled the incident. She wiped her tears away and continued. "She then executed an S-class kinjutsu: Uzumaki Jiko Bakuhatsuteki (Uzumaki Self Detonation). With her remaining strength, she said that she loved me before saying goodbye and performed a reverse summoning jutsu to teleport me to a location far from where she and the army of Iwa ninja were.
"A moment later, I heard a loud, ground-shaking explosion, followed by a mighty blast of hot wind that knocked me off my feet. I turned around to see a giant ball of white light that consumed the area and eventually shaped itself into a large mushroom cloud that went high into the sky. My mother made sure none of the enemy ninja within the vicinity survived. Uzumaki Jiko Bakuhatsuteki is a self-sacrificial kinjutsu that destroys everything within a minimum of a two mile radius of the user after the Uzumaki turns him or herself into a living bomb."
"A minimum of two miles? What's the maximum?" Naruto asked.
"I don't know. The kinjutsu works in a combination with another seal that stores a little bit of chakra in it everyday from when it's placed on us at a young age. Because we Uzuamki naturally have massive chakra reserves, the blast range could stretch for tens of miles if the user were to perform it after living a long life, and our longevity just adds to the equation.
"But because of the nature of the kinjutsu and the catastrophic destruction it causes while killing everyone in its blast range indiscriminately, very few chose to learn it. Those who did were strictly instructed to never use it unless it was a last resort under extreme circumstances. The user had to be certain that their comrades or innocent people weren't in their blast range before executing the kinjutsu."
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