In that instant, Chiyu poured the entire 800,000 merit points he had earned for slaying Ōtsutsuki Kaguya into his ocular power, and immediately—

R‑u‑m‑b‑l‑e——

BOOM!

A torrent of violent ocular energy almost burst forth in tangible form, enough to illuminate the entire heavens and earth!

[Congratulations! Your Six‑Tomoe Rinnegan in both eyes has evolved into the Nine‑Tomoe Rinnegan—i.e., the dual Rinne‑Sharingan!]

[Congratulations! Your Takamagahara eye technique has reached its final form. Its range has expanded to 10 km, and you have awakened the ultimate law—Time!]

[Congratulations! Your accumulated merit has reached one million points! You have obtained the entirety of Ōtsutsuki Kaguya's abilities!]

Chiyu's heart stirred.

Both eyes had advanced from Six‑Tomoe Rinnegan to Nine‑Tomoe Rinnegan—

in other words, both were now Rinne‑Sharingan.

Even Ōtsutsuki Kaguya possessed only a single such eye on her forehead, yet Chiyu now had a pair.

His Takamagahara technique had also reached its pinnacle, granting mastery over the final governing law:

Time itself.

Within his divine kingdom, he could accelerate, slow, freeze, rewind, loop, and even—

annihilate time.

At this point, Takamagahara had become a true divine realm.

And still, it was not the absolute limit; even this seemingly "bug‑tier" control of time held room for further evolution—

such as traversing time‑and‑space, a feat he could not yet accomplish.

Besides the ocular upgrade, accumulating one million merit points awarded him all of Ōtsutsuki Kaguya's powers: the Byakugan, the Rinne‑Sharingan, Kekkei Mōra, space‑time ninjutsu, transcendent taijutsu, the Ten‑Tails' vessel, even her immortality—everything now belonged to him.

For Chiyu, who already stood at a near‑divine level, Kaguya's power was merely icing on the cake.

In the current shinobi world—and, indeed, across the entire cosmos of this setting—he was virtually invincible.

Unless…

the fabled Ōtsutsuki God were to descend.

For now, Chiyu himself was the true deity.

…

After killing Ōtsutsuki Kaguya and cutting off every thread of karma and destiny, he gazed across the space‑time of Amenominaka.

With a single thought he reshaped it, turning it into his own world.

Kaguya's palace became his palace; her statues became statues of him.

All intelligence on the Ōtsutsuki clan was gathered and assimilated.

The scale, scope, and power of Amenominaka expanded tenfold—no, a hundred‑fold—once it was fully his.

Having done so, he returned to the real world.

A single Rat hand‑seal effortlessly dispelled the God Tree and Infinite Tsukuyomi.

Technically, he'd been able to cancel them before—someone wielding both the chakras of the nine Tailed Beasts and the Rinnegan can release Infinite Tsukuyomi with the dual Rat seal—but there had been no point while Kaguya lived.

Now—

the vines blanketing the world withered; those binding shinobi fell away, freeing every living being.

The Rinnegan patterns faded from everyone's eyes, reason returned, though many remained dazed, unable to shake the dreams they'd been trapped in.

With divine power, Chiyu broadcast the entire truth of what had occurred to every corner of the shinobi world.

Only then did people grasp the staggering secrets that had lurked behind history.

The White Zetsu army collapsed the moment Infinite Tsukuyomi ended, the Ten‑Tails' fragments vanished, and the non‑main reincarnations of White Zetsu were sealed without effort.

Thus ended the Fifth Great Ninja War.

…

Thanks to Chiyu, the apocalyptic battle left surprisingly little damage.

He had suppressed Six‑Paths Madara with ease; the Ten‑Tails caused no devastation; Kaguya fought only inside Amenominaka, sparing the real world.

With Kaguya gone, the shinobi world entered a new era—but for Chiyu this was merely the beginning.

He did not seek the domination or destruction craved by Obito, Madara, or Kaguya.

He sought reformation.

With absolute divine might he unified the continent and instituted new laws.

He pacified the land, codified order, and created a new world.

He swept away the Five Great Nations' daimyō, declaring it absurd that powerless, unsanctioned nobles should rule.

Each village's Kage became the new national leader, while specialized administrators handled politics, military, and economics.

The countries still existed—as Chiyu believed healthy competition was necessary—but all were fundamentally parts of a single shinobi world under his command.

The Fire Daimyō's duties fell to Uchiha Fugaku; internal Konoha affairs were handled by Hatake Kakashi, the de‑facto Hokage—though ultimate authority remained with Chiyu.

Peace returned, laws took root, livelihoods improved, and the economy and technology advanced at breakneck speed.

Chiyu, a transmigrant, leveraged existing tech (radio, videophones, organ transplants) but fixed the lopsided tech tree: he pushed electricity, information networks, highways, railways, and modern ships, propelling civilization forward.

Yet he never forgot the world's essence—power.

He strengthened shinobi across the board, aware that darker, stronger foes lurked beyond the horizon.

Example: Hatake Kakashi, with Tsunade's aid, grafted a White Zetsu body and Hashirama cells, gaining immense vitality and chakra. Obito's remaining Mangekyō Sharingan was transplanted, creating a dual‑Kamui Kakashi whose might neared his Six‑Paths peak.

Seeing success, Chiyu ordered widescale Hashirama‑cell integration via White Zetsu intermediaries. Almost every ninja gained power, though compatibility varied.

He also lifted the thousand‑year block on Sage techniques, unsealing the Three Great Sage Lands and flooding the world with natural energy.

Sage arts spread to all villages—essential for facing Six‑Paths opponents and the extraterrestrial Ōtsutsuki.

Education, too, advanced: academic knowledge and martial strength were nurtured together, all under Chiyu's child‑centric creed—he would protect the young at any cost.

…

Years passed

In only a few years the world was reborn: lasting peace, no wars, soaring economy, scientific leaps, cultural growth—an unprecedented utopia.

On this day, Konoha buzzed with excitement: the Chūnin Exams were revived!

Even in peacetime, Chiyu insisted on combat readiness. He forbade children from real warfare, but simulated battles remained vital.

Participants had to be at least twelve.

That year, Uzumaki Naruto turned twelve—the year the original series began.

Thanks to Chiyu "persuading" Kurama, Naruto was already a perfect Nine‑Tails jinchūriki—astonishingly powerful yet still a genin, because the promotion age was restricted.

The worldwide exams drew nearly two thousand genin, dwarfing the original's 150.

All five Kage (now daimyō) attended, along with countless smaller nations' leaders—it was a true world event.

After the written test came the Forest of Death, now ten times larger.

Death was forbidden—Chiyu watched from the central grandstand, flanked by Uchiha Fugaku and Hatake Kakashi, then the other four Kage, clan heads, and dignitaries. Live screens showed every corner of the forest.

The spotlight, of course, was on Team 7:

Uzumaki Naruto – perfect Nine‑Tails jinchūriki

Uchiha Sasuke – Mangekyō Sharingan awakened through flawless Hashirama‑cell fusion

Haruno Sakura – Tsunade's student, wielding super‑strength and medical ninjutsu

Though every team was far stronger than in the original timeline, none matched Konoha's Team 7.

Naruto's power was unrivaled in potential yet volatile in execution; Sasuke, a true prodigy, wielded Mangekyō mastery. The two balanced each other—the Asura–Indra destiny persisted.

Both revered Chiyu: Naruto for revealing his heritage and ending his loneliness; Sasuke for saving the Uchiha and granting him the power to awaken his eyes.

"Quit yapping, Sasuke!"

"We're already the strongest—let's just charge to the finish!"

"If anyone blocks us, we'll beat them!"

From the stands, people sighed: as expected, Naruto and Sasuke were bickering again.

Sasuke scoffed.

"We are the strongest, which is exactly why every other team will gang up on us. I'm not losing because of your recklessness."

"What was that?!"

Sakura tried to calm them: "Come on, you two!"

They turned away with mirrored snorts.

Naruto pouted. "I'm gonna pee!"

"Don't separate from the team!" Sakura called.

"Let him," Sasuke muttered.

Naruto vanished into the woods—only to be ambushed moments later.

Figures erupted from all sides:

"Uzumaki Naruto, you can't escape!"

"No matter how strong you are, you're no match for the combined elite of the Four Great Villages!"

He faced:

Sand: Gaara, Temari, Kankurō

Mist: Chōjūrō, Hōzuki Suigetsu, Haku

Stone: Deidara, Kurotsuchi, Akatsuchi

Cloud: A, Omoi, Karui

They had long since formed an alliance to strike when Naruto was alone.

Yet Naruto grinned.

"Actually, you're the ones who fell into a trap."

Sasuke stepped from behind him, smiling as well.

"My Mangekyō spotted you ages ago."

"And I sensed your malice," Naruto added. "We staged that argument just to draw you out."

Uproar rippled through the spectators.

"So that's it… They weren't just squabbling after all!"

Sakura: "Y‑yeah…"

Chiyu allowed himself a rare smile.

Back‑to‑back, Naruto and Sasuke faced the finest teams of the four villages with undimmed resolve, fighting spirit blazing.

"Sasuke, don't slow me down!"

"Hmph—never underestimate an Uchiha!"

"Let's go!"

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