"They recorded this on the door, probably because they knew it wouldn’t fall into enemy hands." Naruto analyzed, "After all, we were originally in the Land of Rice Fields, but now we’ve been teleported here."

"It's possible." Tenten frowned and said, "There’s a lot of text below, and the lower parts are a bit blurry. Should we try to translate all of it?"

"No need, just focus on the key points," Naruto replied. The battle between the corpses below was still raging, so they didn’t have time to study history in detail.

As long as he could roughly understand what was written on the door, he might figure out how to use it. That’s right… Naruto was hoping this was an instruction manual.

But this world is such a shitty place that things often go against our wishes.

Tenten nodded, her eyes skipping over the dense text and landing on the clearer section in the middle. After a moment, she began to read aloud.

[The Sealing Techniques were feared by others, and the Uzumaki Clan could not escape disaster. The next day, thousands of clan members were killed or injured. Only a hundred young warriors, two hundred women, and seventy children remained.]

[Heaven has doomed our nation, and we are powerless to change it. In desperation, we used the Impure World Reincarnation to revive our clan leader, Uzumaki Ashina. Ashina sighed, realizing there was no way to turn the tide.]

[The young warriors died tragically. Two hundred women knelt and begged Uzumaki Ashina to use a Reverse Sealing Technique to seal their bodies, destroying their souls so they would not enter the Pure Land. Using forbidden methods, they turned the Valley of the Gods into an abyss, dragging Shinobi from Kirigakure, Kumogakure, and the Kaguya Clan to their graves.]

[They obtained two Gates of the Underworld, ensuring the survival of the seventy children by distorting space and teleporting them elsewhere. From then on, our clan no longer needed to rebuild or return home. They only needed to live in hiding, under assumed names.]

Tenten fell silent after reading this, unsure how to continue.

"Sigh…" Naruto sighed, not knowing what to say either, "In the face of war, the Land of Whirlpools’ strength was just too weak."

"Naruto, are you okay?" Tenten asked worriedly.

"Yeah, I’m fine. Just expressing my feelings." Naruto responded, "Is there more below?"

"There is, but it’s mostly names." Tenten said, her expression uneasy, "They’re labeled as Shinobi and civilians."

"Then let’s not read those. What else is there?" Naruto asked.

Although he lamented the tragic fate of the Land of Whirlpools, it was all in the past. The blood and tears of history were now just dust on the shoulders of future generations.

After silently mourning for a moment, Naruto regained his composure.

"Below... there’s a set of instructions, seemingly about how to use this Gate of the Underworld." Tenten said hesitantly, "But... the writing seems to have been erased."

Hearing this, Naruto almost spat out blood. He really wanted to strangle the idiot who had erased the instructions.

‘It’s a portal door! Such a treasure!’

‘How could it be!!!’

"Nothing else?" He asked again.

"No, that’s it," Tenten shook her head, dashing Naruto’s hopes completely.

The battle in the valley below continued, and Naruto felt mentally exhausted. Just as he was about to grit his teeth and steal the door outright, something unexpected happened.

A pure white figure floated over, appearing out of nowhere.

Tenten and Naruto were clinging to the rock wall, and the figure simply appeared, hovering in mid-air. This content belongs to novelfire(.)net

"Ah!!" Tenten was startled, but having experienced the earlier chaos, her nerves were stronger now. She only screamed once and was not scared to the point of her limbs becoming weak.

"Old Clan Head?" Naruto was stunned for a moment, recognizing the white-haired old man.

The figure wore a long white robe with the Uzumaki Clan symbol on his chest. His hair and beard were white, and his expression was calm as he stared at Naruto and Tenten.

"A descendant of the Uzumaki Clan?" Uzumaki Ashina's lingering consciousness was stunned for a moment. He glanced at Naruto’s hair color, feeling a bit unsure, ‘A blonde?’

‘Well, never mind the small details.’

"Yes, my name is Uzumaki Naruto, the current Clan Head of the Uzumaki Clan." Naruto was so excited when he saw Ashina that he stretched out his hand on the cliff to shake hands with Ashina.

Tears welled up in his eyes, as if he were meeting an old friend in a foreign land. His enthusiasm left Ashina bewildered and caught off guard.

"Ah, you’re the Clan Head of the Uzumaki Clan?"

Although he didn't know the custom of this era, he extended his hand and shook hands with Naruto out of politeness.

After saying that, he stared at Naruto's hair color again and couldn't help but mutter in his heart, ‘It's good that the Uzumaki Clan has survived, and there's nothing wrong with this person.’

‘But why is the current Clan Head of the Uzumaki Clan a blonde? How strange.’

While Ashina was still processing the oddity of the blonde clan leader, Tenten was equally stunned.

‘This white-bearded old man who had appeared out of nowhere was Uzumaki Ashina?’

‘That old Clan Head? Is this his soul?’

In fact, this is just a trace of his remnant, and his memory remains at the time of the fall of the country. He can be considered a true relic of the past.

As for Naruto, he was just excited. He had read plenty of web novels, ‘and maybe some risqué ones’ and knew the value of a wise old man with a white beard.

‘Who needed an instruction manual when this old man was a walking guide?’

"Um... no need to be surprised. This is just a fragment of my consciousness." Ashina introduced himself and said in a kind tone, "Could you stop the battle below for a moment?"

"No!" Naruto's smile vanished, his expression changing as fast as a high-speed train, "Old Clan Head, I believe in you, but the current situation outside might be something you’re not aware of."

"After the fall of the Land of Whirlpools, the Uzumaki Clan had a hard time surviving. They were scattered across various nations, oppressed and exploited. Then, more wars broke out, and now I’m the only one left, raised in Konoha."

"As the Clan Head, I have a responsibility to the Uzumaki Clan. I can’t let the Uzumaki bloodline die out!"

Meanwhile, atop a high tower in the Land of Rain.

“A-choo!”

“A-choo!”

"Ah, ah-choo!"

Nagato looked at the rain outside and couldn't help but frown, ‘It seemed to be particularly cold today.’

"How... how is it that only you are left?" Ashina was visibly shaken, tears streaming down his face. God knows what he was crying about.

Naruto felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, so he shifted his grip on the rock wall and asked.

"Old Clan Head, why are you staring at my hair like that?"

"It's nothing. I’m just used to looking at people this way." Ashina was also very steady. After all, he was the old Clan Head of the Uzumaki Clan, so he would not lose his composure easily.

"Here, let me show you something to prove my identity." Naruto said, not wanting to waste time. With one hand, he pulled out the Clan Head’s seal from his sealed space.

Seeing this, Ashina closed his eyes as if resigning himself to fate and let out a deep sigh.

‘Alright, perhaps this is destiny.’