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Hours had passed since Naruto and Karin had entered the hidden world beneath Uzushiogakure.
What had initially seemed like a forgotten treasury had turned into something far more extraordinary. The enormous sealed dimension contained generations of accumulated knowledge, carefully preserved behind layers of ancient fuinjutsu. There were libraries filled with historical records, armories containing weapons from forgotten eras, and chambers devoted entirely to sealing techniques that modern shinobi would struggle to comprehend.
They had already uncovered several advanced sealing arrays, defensive barriers capable of withstanding enormous chakra surges, and weapons designed to channel elemental transformations directly through their wielders. Some of the techniques were so complicated that even Naruto, despite his extensive experience with sealing, had needed to consult Kurama before he could understand their fundamental principles.
Karin, meanwhile, had been making steady progress deciphering the ancient texts.
Unfortunately, their discoveries had yet to solve Naruto's primary problem.
He needed a weapon.
Not just any weapon.
He needed something capable of surviving his full strength.
Naruto stood before a long worktable, its surface covered with ancient scrolls, handwritten notes, and several diagrams of weapons whose construction methods had been lost to history. His shadow clones had been searching through different sections of the vault, examining every promising weapon and studying every available forging technique.
Whenever a clone found something useful, its accumulated knowledge returned to the original Naruto when it dispersed.
In theory, this should have made the search considerably faster.
In practice, it had left Naruto with a headache, several hundred pages of notes to organize, and an increasingly unpleasant realization.
He leaned back in his chair and rubbed his forehead.
"That's enough. I'm done."
A few metres away, Karin looked up from the ancient tablet she was examining. Her red hair fell over one shoulder as she pushed her glasses higher on her nose.
"Done? We have barely finished examining the eastern section."
"I've been examining weapons, forging techniques, and sealing formulas for hours. My clones have been doing the same thing across half this place. If I continue any longer, I'll start seeing ancient Uzumaki characters whenever I close my eyes."
Karin gave him an unimpressed look.
"That sounds like a personal problem."
"Thank you for your sympathy."
"You're welcome."
Naruto sighed and glanced towards the collection of weapons they had gathered for closer inspection.
There were axes with broad, reinforced heads, hammers made from unusual alloys, and several enormous blades whose edges had been preserved by sophisticated chakra seals. Some were magnificent examples of craftsmanship. Others were so unusual that Naruto had spent nearly an hour studying their construction.
One hammer, in particular, had impressed him. Its head was reinforced with a network of chakra-conductive channels, allowing the wielder to distribute force throughout the weapon instead of concentrating it at the point of impact.
It was a clever design.
It still would not survive Naruto using his full strength.
Karin followed his gaze.
"What about those axes and hammers behind you? Some of them look considerably sturdier than the weapons you've been using."
Naruto turned towards them.
"They're good weapons. Better than most of what you'd find in a modern armory, actually. I could use them during ordinary training or against opponents who don't require me to go all out."
"Then what's the problem?"
"The problem is that I don't fight at ordinary strength all the time."
He picked up one of the heavier axes and examined its reinforced handle.
"When I start combining my Sage Mode, Kurama's chakra, and the rest of my abilities, the amount of force I can put behind a strike increases dramatically. Add my physical strength on top of that, and this thing will break the moment I get into a serious fight."
He returned the axe to its stand.
"I don't need something that can survive a few practice swings. I need something that can withstand my full power without becoming a collection of expensive fragments."
Karin folded her arms.
"What about Madara's fan?"
Naruto stared at her.
For a moment, he appeared to consider the suggestion seriously.
Then he shook his head.
"First, I have absolutely no idea where that thing is. Second, I'm not Madara. Third, I'm primarily a wind-style user, and while a gunbai has some interesting applications, using one effectively would require me to adjust my fighting style considerably."
He gestured towards the weapons surrounding them.
"I'm not looking for something that merely complements my abilities. I want something that allows me to use everything I already have without having to hold back."
Karin's expression softened slightly. She understood the problem better than most people.
Naruto's strength was no longer limited by his chakra reserves or physical capabilities. His body, reinforced through his unusual Sage transformation and Uzumaki vitality, could withstand forces that would cripple an ordinary shinobi. Kurama's chakra offered him another layer of power, while natural energy increased his strength and awareness even further.
The difficulty was finding equipment capable of keeping up with him.
A normal sword was a disposable tool in Naruto's hands.
The Nine-Tails Cutter had been different. It had served him through battles that would have destroyed lesser weapons, but even that blade had finally reached its limit during the confrontation with Mōryō.
Naruto glanced at the damaged weapon resting beside the worktable.
Its cracked blade was a reminder that even the best weapon he possessed had not been enough.
"So," Karin said, drawing his attention back to her, "what now?"
Naruto picked up a narrow scroll covered in ancient Uzumaki characters.
"Well, I found something interesting while my clones were examining the forging records."
He unrolled the scroll and placed it on the table.
"According to these records, there was a weapon concealed somewhere in Uzushio. Not an ordinary weapon, either. The description suggests that it was created by our ancestors and hidden away deliberately."
Karin leaned closer.
"Does it say where?"
"Not directly. The passage is incomplete, and the remaining references are written in a code that even I couldn't interpret without Kurama's help."
Naruto tapped a particular line.
"But it mentions a sacred place, a mountain shrine, and a weapon that was entrusted to the descendants of a particular bloodline."
Karin studied the characters.
"That could describe half the important locations in our history."
"True. But there's another reference here to a chamber beneath the shrine, one that supposedly contains the legacy of warriors who came before the founding of the village."
His expression grew thoughtful.
"If this is what I think it is, we might have found exactly what I need."
"And if it isn't?"
Naruto rolled up the scroll.
"Then I'll light up a forge and make my own sword."
Karin stared at him for a moment before flicking her hair over her shoulder.
"You say that as though forging a weapon capable of withstanding your full power is as simple as making breakfast."
"It can't be that difficult."
"You nearly burned your own sleeve off the last time you tried experimenting with a new fire technique."
"That was completely unrelated."
"You also melted one of the tools."
"It was a defective tool."
"And you blamed the forge."
"The forge was old."
Karin gave him a flat look.
Naruto grinned.
"See? You remember everything. That's why I keep you around."
"Keep talking, and I'll leave you here."
"Noted."
He reached over and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Come on. Let's see what our ancestors left behind."
Before Karin could reply, Naruto activated his Flying Raijin.
The space around them twisted.
In the next instant, the two vanished from the hidden dimension.
They reappeared inside the underwater cavern where they had originally discovered the entrance to the vault.
The air pocket remained undisturbed. Water shimmered along the rocky walls, reflecting the faint glow of the sealing marks embedded in the cavern floor.
Naruto crouched beside the damaged Nine-Tails Cutter and picked it up.
The weapon felt familiar in his hand, even with its cracked blade. Its weight, balance, and grip had become so deeply ingrained in his fighting style that wielding another sword always felt slightly unnatural.
He secured it against his back.
Karin watched him inspect the cavern's sealing array.
"You brought the new formula with you, right?"
Naruto held up a small, intricately inscribed sealing plate.
"Of course."
The plate was one of the things they had developed during their exploration of the hidden dimension. After studying the original portal's construction, Naruto had figured out how to create another gateway without disturbing the ancient vault itself.
They could now establish a new entrance at a different location and use it to reach the storage dimension.
It was a considerable achievement.
More importantly, it meant that the knowledge and treasures they had discovered would no longer be accessible only through a hidden underwater cavern.
Naruto pressed the plate against the wall and fed a small amount of chakra into it. Several characters illuminated in sequence, forming a compact sealing array.
The formula accepted his chakra signature.
A moment later, the array went dormant.
"That should do it," he said. "We can connect another entrance to this formula later, once we've finished examining everything."
Karin examined the markings with interest.
"You've already memorized the entire structure?"
"Not every single character. But I understand the underlying principles now."
She shook her head.
"Sometimes I forget how ridiculous your memory becomes when you use shadow clones."
"One of the few advantages of being an overworked genius."
"You're certainly overworked."
Naruto ignored the remark and held out his hand.
"Ready?"
Karin stepped beside him.
"Ready."
A flash of light surrounded them.
They disappeared from the cavern and reappeared on the rocky shore beside the lake.
The late afternoon sun hung above the distant mountains, casting long shadows across the ruined landscape. Wind swept over the lake, disturbing its otherwise calm surface. Beyond it lay the remnants of Uzushiogakure, its broken walls and abandoned buildings standing as silent reminders of the clan that had once called the place home.
Naruto took a deep breath.
The air smelled of damp earth, vegetation, and the faint saltiness carried by the wind.
He looked towards the mountain rising beyond the lake.
There was nowhere else to search.
They had examined the accessible ruins, explored the underground structures, and used earth-sensing techniques to investigate the surrounding terrain. Naruto had even sent shadow clones beneath the surface, searching for concealed chambers and buried vaults.
Nothing else had turned up.
Except for the shrine.
An ancient structure stood near the summit, overlooking the remains of the village. It had survived the destruction that had claimed so much of Uzushio, though centuries of exposure had left its stone steps weathered and its wooden supports worn.
Naruto had visited it before.
At the time, he had regarded it as a place of remembrance rather than a potential hiding place.
Now, he suspected that his ancestors had deliberately concealed something there.
"Come on," he said.
Karin adjusted the straps of her equipment.
"How far?"
"Far enough that you're going to complain about the climb."
"I don't complain."
Naruto gave her a sidelong glance.
"Of course not."
She punched him lightly in the arm.
He laughed, and together they began the ascent.
The climb took considerably longer than either of them had expected.
The mountain path wound through thick vegetation, broken stone steps, and narrow ledges where the slightest misstep could send a careless traveller tumbling down the slope. In several places, landslides had buried the original trail beneath loose earth and fallen rocks.
Naruto could have carried Karin to the summit using his chakra, or simply teleported them there.
Instead, he chose to walk.
Part of him wanted to experience the mountain properly. This was the land of his ancestors, and every step brought him closer to a history that had been stolen from his people.
Karin seemed to understand his reasoning. She kept pace without complaint, occasionally stopping to examine an unusual marking or a fragment of ancient stonework.
By the time they reached the summit, the sun had begun to descend towards the horizon.
The shrine stood before them.
Its roof was weathered, and several of the outer wooden beams had cracked with age. Yet the central structure remained intact. The stone statues guarding its entrance were worn smooth in places, but the symbols carved into their bodies were still recognizable.
Uzumaki spirals.
Naruto stopped at the foot of the stairs.
For several moments, neither of them spoke.
There was something different about this place. The shrine did not radiate the overwhelming presence of a powerful chakra barrier, nor did it possess the obvious warning signs of a heavily protected vault.
Instead, it felt quiet.
Almost peaceful.
Naruto removed the Nine-Tails Cutter from his back and held it respectfully before him. Though damaged, the weapon had accompanied him through countless trials. He lowered his head briefly, offering his respects to the generations who had come before him.
Karin followed his example.
They entered the shrine together.
Inside, the air was cool and still. A thin layer of dust covered the floor, and faded inscriptions lined the walls. At the far end stood a low ceremonial table, its surface carved with a pattern of spirals surrounding a central flame.
Naruto approached it and placed his palm against the stone.
Nothing happened.
He closed his eyes.
Rather than searching for a conventional chakra signature, Naruto allowed his senses to spread through the structure. He felt the mountain beneath his feet, the soil packed between the stones, and the subtle currents of natural energy flowing through the ancient foundation.
There.
A faint disturbance beneath the floor.
Naruto opened his eyes.
"Karin."
She immediately moved closer.
"What did you find?"
"There's a space beneath the shrine. The energy is being redirected around it."
"Another sealing barrier?"
"Probably. But it's old. Really old."
He knelt beside the ceremonial table and examined the surrounding floor. The stonework appeared seamless, yet one section carried a faint difference in its chakra pattern.
Naruto pressed his fingers against the edge.
A hidden mechanism clicked.
The floor shifted.
Beneath the ceremonial table, a narrow rectangular doorway emerged, revealing a dark shaft descending into the mountain.
Karin leaned over to look.
"Well, that certainly wasn't mentioned in any of the records we found."
"Which probably means someone wanted to keep it that way."
Naruto drew a small orb of chakra into his palm, preparing to illuminate the passage.
Then he glanced at Karin.
"Stay close. We don't know what's down there."
She smirked.
"You're telling me to be careful?"
"I'm telling you not to touch anything that looks suspicious."
"That's rich coming from the person who activated an ancient dimensional seal by shoving a broken sword into it."
"That worked out pretty well, didn't it?"
"Eventually."
Naruto grinned and lowered himself into the opening.
Karin followed.
The passage ended in a small chamber carved directly into the mountain.
It was completely dark.
Naruto landed lightly on the stone floor, his senses immediately sweeping across the room. He detected no living creatures, no active traps, and no obvious hostile chakra signatures.
Still, the chamber felt different from the vault below the lake.
There was an ancient heaviness to the air, as though the room had remained untouched for so long that the passage of time had become almost meaningless within its walls.
Naruto raised two fingers.
"Fire Style: Flame Palm."
A small flame appeared above his hand.
He directed it towards the nearest wall, igniting an old torch fixed into a stone bracket. The flame caught, revealing faded inscriptions and carved figures. Naruto moved from torch to torch, lighting them one after another until the darkness retreated from the chamber.
Karin stood near the entrance, watching the room emerge from the shadows.
Then she fell silent.
The chamber was much larger than it had first appeared.
Stone statues lined both sides of the room, each depicting an armoured warrior standing at attention. Their weapons differed, as did the shapes of their helmets and the designs engraved upon their breastplates.
Some carried swords.
Others held spears, axes, or weapons Karin could not immediately identify.
Each statue bore a symbol associated with one of the five elemental transformations.
Earth.
Wind.
Water.
Lightning.
Fire.
The markings had been carved into their helmets, shoulder guards, and chest armour. Although the statues had suffered minor damage over the centuries, their craftsmanship remained extraordinary.
At the centre of the chamber stood a taller figure.
Unlike the others, this warrior occupied a raised platform before a massive stone pillar covered in chakra inscriptions. The figure wore a complete suit of ancient armour, with broad shoulder guards, layered chest plates, and protective coverings extending down the arms.
A flame symbol was engraved upon the warrior's helmet.
The Uzumaki spiral adorned the centre of his breastplate.
Naruto walked closer, studying the statue.
"Kurama," he called silently through their mental connection. "Do you recognize this?"
The fox's attention stirred within his mind.
For a moment, Kurama said nothing.
Then his enormous eyes narrowed.
Well, well. I haven't seen one of these in a very long time.
Naruto's expression sharpened.
"You know what this is?"
I know what it represents. The armour resembles the designs used by certain ancient warrior lineages descended from the era of Ashura Ōtsutsuki. Not every generation followed the same traditions, of course. Some preferred lighter equipment, while others relied more heavily on chakra techniques. But this style appeared again among several of the later descendants.
Naruto examined the layered plates.
"So this could be thousands of years old?"
Older, perhaps. Or a reproduction based on an older design. The Uzumaki were fond of preserving their history through symbols, weapons, and ceremonial objects. Don't assume the armour itself is as old as the tradition.
Naruto nodded, accepting the distinction.
He glanced towards the other statues.
"And the elemental symbols?"
Look at them carefully, brat.
Naruto did.
The warriors' armour did not merely bear decorative markings. Each symbol had been integrated into a network of fine grooves that ran along the breastplates and limbs. The designs resembled the chakra pathways used in advanced sealing arrays.
"They're channels," Naruto realized. "The symbols are connected to the armour's structure."
Correct. The markings suggest that each warrior was associated with a particular elemental affinity. Whether they could wield only that element or specialized in it is another question.
Karin approached one of the statues, careful not to touch it.
"That would explain why their armour is designed differently. Look at the lightning warrior's shoulder plates. The channels are arranged differently from the ones on the earth warrior."
Naruto studied the details.
The chamber appeared to be a memorial, but its construction suggested something more. These warriors had not simply been honoured for their deeds. Their equipment and elemental affinities had been preserved in a deliberate arrangement, perhaps as a record of the clan's martial traditions.
Yet there were no elaborate inscriptions explaining their achievements.
Only a few small stone tablets rested along the walls.
Karin retrieved one carefully and brushed away the dust.
"The writing is badly worn, but I can still read parts of it."
She studied the inscriptions, translating them aloud.
"The warrior of fire... the strength to endure... the will to protect the clan..."
She moved to the next line.
"The warrior of wind... the freedom to cross the heavens... the blade that divides the storm..."
Another tablet described the earth warrior's resilience, the water warrior's adaptability, and the lightning warrior's speed.
The words were fragments of a larger story, but they offered no clear explanation for the room's purpose.
Naruto turned back towards the central statue.
"And this one?"
Karin examined the markings at its base.
"The leader of the warriors, apparently. The inscriptions say he possessed an exceptional affinity for fire and could command flames as naturally as breathing."
She looked up at the figure.
"There's also a reference to the Uzukage."
Naruto raised an eyebrow.
"The Uzukage? I thought the title was associated with the village's later history."
"The tablet doesn't explain it. The inscription is damaged, and the term may have been used differently back then."
Naruto considered that.
The title itself was not proof that the figure had ruled Uzushiogakure in its familiar form. It might have referred to a leader, a guardian, or someone entrusted with protecting the clan's most important traditions.
Whatever the truth, the statue had been placed at the heart of the chamber for a reason.
And behind it stood the pillar.
Naruto approached the massive stone structure.
Its surface was covered in sealing characters, some recognizable and others so archaic that even his extensive studies offered little help. The markings spiralled towards a circular disc embedded in the centre.
The disc was approximately the size of his palm.
Unlike the surrounding stone, it was perfectly smooth.
Naruto crouched to examine it.
"There's a seal here."
Karin joined him.
"Can you identify it?"
"Not completely. It looks like a recognition mechanism, but the structure is more complicated than that. There are several layers, and they're all connected to the statues."
He followed one of the inscriptions with his eyes.
"The pillar might be a storage seal, or a container for something that requires a specific chakra signature to release."
Kurama's voice rumbled through his mind.
Or it could be a test.
Naruto glanced towards the central warrior.
"That's what I'm thinking."
He held his hand above the circular disc.
"Any objections?"
Plenty. But I doubt you'll listen to them.
"You're getting to know me."
Unfortunately.
Naruto smiled faintly.
Then he placed his palm against the disc.
The reaction was immediate.
The instant Naruto's skin touched the smooth surface, the seal activated.
A powerful force seized his chakra.
Naruto's eyes widened as energy began pouring from his body into the pillar. It was not the gradual draw of an ordinary sealing technique. The structure pulled at his reserves with alarming speed, as though it were attempting to drain him completely.
"Kurama!"
I can feel it, brat! It's pulling your chakra into the seal!
Naruto tried to withdraw his hand.
It wouldn't move.
The disc held him in place.
His chakra continued to flow into the pillar, following channels that extended through the floor and beneath the statues. The inscriptions began to glow faintly, illuminating the room with a pale red light.
"Naruto!"
Karin sprang into action.
Her Uzumaki chakra chains erupted from behind her, spreading through the air like gleaming metal serpents. They coiled around her arms and shoulders as she adopted a defensive stance, ready to sever the seal or pull Naruto away if necessary.
"What's happening?"
"It's taking my chakra!" Naruto gritted his teeth. "Kurama, give me a hand!"
Finally, something sensible.
A surge of orange chakra flooded through Naruto's body.
Kurama's energy flowed into the pillar alongside Naruto's own reserves, and for an instant the two sources of power collided with the ancient seal.
The chamber shook.
Dust cascaded from the ceiling.
The statues' eyes began to glow.
One after another, the elemental symbols embedded in their armour illuminated, sending streams of coloured light towards the central pillar.
Karin's chains tightened.
"Naruto, are you certain this is supposed to happen?"
"Not even slightly!"
"That isn't reassuring!"
"You're welcome!"
Despite the situation, Naruto could not help grinning.
Then the seal drew upon something deeper.
Natural energy.
The mountain's ambient energy responded to Naruto's Sage-infused chakra, flowing through his body and into the pillar. The moment the two forces connected, the ancient mechanism changed.
A sharp crack echoed through the chamber.
Naruto's expression turned serious.
The stone pillar was splitting.
Fine fractures spread across its surface, branching through the sealing inscriptions. Rather than collapsing, however, the cracks illuminated from within. Bright white light poured through the gaps, revealing something concealed inside the stone.
The tablets along the walls began to glow.
The warriors' armour shone as though it had been polished moments earlier. Their eyes burned with elemental light, and the carved symbols across their bodies pulsed in time with the pillar.
Karin stepped backwards, her chains spreading wider.
The air vibrated with power.
Naruto felt the seal drawing upon his chakra, Kurama's energy, and the natural energy flowing through his body. For one frightening instant, the three forces threatened to overwhelm the chamber.
Then the flow stabilized.
The ancient mechanism had recognized them.
Or, more precisely, it had recognized the combination of chakra Naruto possessed.
The pillar split with a thunderous crack.
Stone fragments broke away and fell across the platform, disintegrating into glowing particles before they reached the ground. The light grew brighter, filling every corner of the chamber until the statues and inscriptions became little more than silhouettes against the radiance.
Naruto squeezed his eyes shut.
A deep, resonant sound rolled through the mountain.
It was neither a voice nor an ordinary vibration. It seemed to come from the chamber itself, from the stones, the statues, and the ancient sealing array that connected them.
Then, slowly, the light began to fade.
The trembling stopped.
The falling fragments settled.
Naruto opened his eyes.
The stone pillar was gone.
In its place, embedded in the centre of the platform, stood a sword.
For several seconds, he simply stared.
The blade was pure white.
Its surface gleamed beneath the torchlight, smooth and immaculate, with an edge so clean that it seemed almost unreal. Delicate symbols ran along the blade, representing the five elemental transformations. They had been engraved with such precision that the markings appeared to flow into one another rather than interrupt the weapon's flawless surface.
The hilt was wrapped in white material, tightly bound around a grip designed for a firm, balanced hold. It was not shaped like a standard katana. The handle had a distinctive structure, with the symbols of the sun and moon engraved into its fittings.
The weapon looked ancient.
It also looked untouched by time.
Naruto took a cautious step backwards.
Beside him, Karin stared at the sword with undisguised fascination.
"Well," she murmured, "that is certainly something."
Naruto barely heard her.
He had seen many extraordinary weapons in his life. He had wielded blades forged from chakra, fought with weapons enhanced by sealing techniques, and watched legendary shinobi reshape battlefields with nothing more than their bare hands.
Yet something about this sword was different.
He could feel its presence.
Not as a hostile chakra signature, nor as the oppressive pressure of a powerful artefact. Instead, it seemed to resonate with the energy around it, drawing his attention without forcing it.
The symbols along the blade were not merely decorative.
Each carried a subtle chakra pattern.
Naruto's eyes narrowed.
"Kurama?"
The fox remained silent for a moment.
Interesting.
"That's all you're going to say?"
I'm trying to determine what we're looking at, brat. The sealing mechanism is ancient, and I can sense traces of all five elemental transformations within the weapon. But the structure is unusual. Very unusual.
Naruto examined the sword more closely.
"Can you tell whether it's safe to touch?"
You just fed enough chakra into an ancient mechanism to make an entire chamber glow. At this point, I suspect the weapon has already decided whether it wants to kill you.
"Wonderful. Very reassuring."
Karin stepped closer, keeping her chains ready.
"Are you going to take it out?"
Naruto examined the point where the blade entered the stone platform.
The sword remained firmly embedded in the structure.
He reached towards the hilt, then stopped.
"Maybe this is another test."
Karin glanced at him.
"Another one?"
"The first test was activating the pillar and revealing the weapon. The next might be proving that we're capable of wielding it."
He studied the sun and moon symbols.
"Or perhaps it only responds to a particular chakra signature. Either way, I don't think the ancestors went through all this trouble just to leave a sword sitting in a rock."
Karin folded her arms.
"Then pull it out."
Naruto looked at her.
"You want to try?"
She narrowed her eyes.
"You're going to make fun of me if I can't move it."
"I would never."
"You absolutely would."
"I might make one small observation."
"Naruto."
"Fine, fine."
Karin gestured towards the sword.
"Go on, then. Since you're so confident."
Naruto grinned and stepped onto the platform.
He wrapped both hands around the white hilt.
The instant his fingers closed around it, a faint warmth spread through his palms. The symbols engraved upon the handle flickered, and for a brief moment he felt something like a pulse travel through the weapon.
His expression changed.
The sword was not simply embedded in the stone.
It was locked into it by an enormous force.
Naruto tightened his grip and pulled.
Nothing happened.
He adjusted his footing, planted his sandals firmly against the platform, and tried again.
The sword did not move.
He pulled harder.
The muscles in his arms tightened beneath his sleeves. The stone around the blade creaked, but the weapon remained fixed in place.
Naruto stopped and stared at it.
"Seriously?"
Karin covered her mouth, trying to suppress a laugh.
"Need some help?"
"No."
"Are you sure?"
"Very."
He bent his knees and tried again, this time putting his entire upper body into the effort.
The hilt remained stubbornly motionless.
Naruto's expression darkened.
"All right. I see how it is."
Karin's shoulders shook.
"Perhaps the legendary weapon simply doesn't like you."
"Keep laughing. I'll remember this."
"Of course you will."
Naruto released one hand and rolled his shoulder.
He had already understood that ordinary strength would not be enough. Whatever sealing mechanism held the sword in place had been designed to resist anyone who lacked the necessary power or compatibility.
That did not mean he intended to give up.
He glanced inward.
"Kurama."
I know.
A familiar surge of chakra spread through his body.
Naruto's eyes shifted towards their golden-orange hue, and the markings around them deepened. Kurama's chakra enveloped him in a controlled mantle, reinforcing his muscles and increasing the force he could exert.
The air stirred around the platform.
Karin stepped away from the edge.
"Naruto, don't destroy the shrine."
"I'll try not to."
"That is not the same as promising!"
Naruto tightened both hands around the hilt.
"Ready, Kurama?"
Pull, brat.
Naruto inhaled deeply.
Then he pulled.
The weapon resisted.
His arms trembled beneath the strain, and the stone platform groaned as the force travelled through its ancient structure. Naruto gritted his teeth, leaning backwards as he poured more chakra into his body.
The sword shifted.
Barely.
But it shifted.
Naruto's eyes widened.
"Oh, you're coming out now."
He pulled harder.
The blade rose another fraction of an inch, releasing a shower of white sparks. The symbols along its length glowed brighter, while the sun and moon engraved into the hilt began to shine.
Karin watched in astonishment.
The chakra pressure in the chamber was increasing, yet the sword showed no sign of cracking. Unlike the Nine-Tails Cutter, which had struggled under the combined force of Naruto's chakra and natural energy, this weapon appeared to absorb the pressure without the slightest damage.
Naruto felt it too.
The sword was responding to him.
Not passively accepting his chakra, but actively adjusting to it.
His grin widened.
"Now we're getting somewhere!"
He drew upon even more of Kurama's chakra, reinforcing his arms and shoulders. His feet dug into the stone as he pulled with everything he could safely bring to bear.
For nearly a minute, the struggle continued.
The shrine shook.
Dust drifted from the ceiling.
Karin's chains spread around her, ready to protect them if the platform collapsed.
Naruto roared with effort, his teeth clenched and his entire body straining against the ancient seal.
Then, with a final wrenching pull, the sword came free.
The resistance vanished so suddenly that Naruto staggered backwards.
The weapon flew from the stone, spinning through the air above the platform.
Naruto's hands slipped from the hilt.
For a split second, the sword hung between them, its white blade reflecting the torchlight.
Then gravity took hold.
Naruto reacted instinctively.
His right hand shot upwards, catching the spinning hilt just before the weapon could strike the floor. He twisted his wrist, redirecting the blade into a controlled vertical slash.
The sword cut through the air.
No visible wave of chakra emerged from its edge.
No shockwave shattered the chamber.
There was only a soft, clean whistle.
Naruto froze.
He looked at the blade.
Then at the stone platform.
The sword had passed close enough to the edge of the platform that an ordinary weapon, swung with that much force, should have left a visible mark. Yet the stone remained untouched.
Not a chip.
Not a scratch.
Naruto slowly lowered the sword.
His breathing gradually steadied as Kurama's chakra receded from his body.
Karin approached him, her earlier amusement replaced by genuine curiosity.
"Well?"
Naruto did not answer immediately.
He turned the sword slightly, watching the white surface catch the light. The elemental symbols along the blade were now clearly visible, each one glowing faintly before fading into the metal.
He adjusted his grip.
The balance was extraordinary.
The hilt fitted his hand naturally, despite its unfamiliar design. The weapon's weight seemed perfectly distributed, allowing him to move it with minimal effort. More importantly, he could feel his chakra flowing towards it without resistance.
It was as though the sword had been waiting for him.
Naruto's expression slowly changed from astonishment to delight.
"This..."
He lifted the weapon and examined it from tip to hilt.
"This is a masterpiece."
The blade shimmered.
A soft radiance travelled from the handle to the tip, illuminating the engraved symbols in sequence. The sun and moon on the hilt glowed together, and for one brief moment, Naruto sensed all five elemental transformations responding to the chakra flowing through his hand.
Fire.
Wind.
Lightning.
Earth.
Water.
The resonance vanished almost as quickly as it appeared.
Naruto stared at the weapon, his heart beating faster.
He had come to Uzushio searching for a replacement for the Nine-Tails Cutter.
Instead, he had found something that might be far more valuable than a simple replacement.
Karin stood beside him, watching the blade's glow fade.
"So," she said quietly, "does it meet your standards?"
Naruto looked at her.
Then he glanced down at the sword once more.
A slow, almost disbelieving smile spread across his face.
"I think," he said, tightening his grip around the white hilt, "our ancestors might have left me something much better than I expected."
The ancient warriors stood silently around them, their elemental symbols still glowing faintly in the torchlight.
For the first time in centuries, the hidden chamber no longer seemed like a forgotten memorial.
It felt like the beginning of something.
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