Chapter 1: Rebirth of the Patriarch
Rain fell gently upon the ancient ruins of Uzushiogakure, remnants of a once-great village hidden in the whirlpools of the sea. But today, something stirred deep within its heart. A crimson-haired infant opened his eyes, his irises gleaming with wisdom far beyond his years.
"So… this is the Naruto world."
He remembered it all—the bustling modern life he had left behind, the countless anime worlds he had once watched, and now… the power humming in his soul.
A golden screen appeared before him.
[Inheritance System Activated]
Welcome, Host. As the chosen rebirth of the Uzumaki Patriarch, you are gifted with the Inheritance System. Templates from across worlds shall guide your path. Half their power becomes yours. Others may be granted full templates at your discretion. Strengthen your clan. Build your legacy.
Beneath it were familiar names:
Uchiha Madara Template (Locked)
Yamamoto Genryūsai Template (Available)
Hashirama Senju Template (Locked)
Gojou Satoru Template (Available)
Senju Tsunade Template (Available)
He smirked. "This… will be interesting."
Years passed. Now ten years old, he stood tall and confident, adorned in red battle robes marked with ancient Uzumaki symbols. His chakra coils were monstrous, his sealing arts unmatched. The system had not only given him power—it had helped rebuild the foundations of his clan.
Dozens of Uzumaki orphans and survivors had gathered under his banner, revitalized with food, technology, and strength from the System Mall. Energy pills, chakra-enhancing formations, and enchanted armors from other worlds brought the once-scattered clan back to its glory.
One sunny morning, a caravan arrived at the gates of New Uzushiogakure.
Senju Tobirama stepped out first, followed by his elder brother—the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju. Between them stood a blonde girl with fierce eyes and a pout on her lips.
"Tsunade," Hashirama said gently, placing a hand on her shoulder. "As agreed, you will marry the Uzumaki Patriarch. It is not just for alliance—it is for the future of both our clans."
Tsunade grumbled. "I'm only ten!"
The Uzumaki Patriarch walked forward, a calm smile on his face.
"I know this is strange," he said, his voice steady, wise. "But I will not force anything. Let our bond grow naturally. What I promise… is that you will never be weak again."
She blinked. For a second, she felt it—that overwhelming chakra, that deep calm, and… a spark of power that dwarfed even her grandfather's.
Who is this guy?
He offered his hand. "Let's grow strong together."
Tsunade hesitated, then took it.
And so began the union of two great clans—guided by the boy with the power of a thousand worlds.