Eyes of Ice
Chapter Two: Thy Will of Thy God
Naruto frowned as he continued to pump his chakra through the woman's body, which shuddered briefly before stilling. She'd been like this for over an hour now, although her chakra network fought quite briefly, a few minutes at best before being overwhelmed entirely.
Genjutsu theory was based on using precise control in order to send a series of minor pules in a continuous stream into the brain of an opponent, often times why the Genjutsu was broken when using pain or from halting their chakra and expelling it vigorously.
Naruto had a nudging idea of a second theory in mind. Chakra didn't stay within the vessels. It permeates the entire body, every cranny and tissue it can find, which is why most ninja could live rather long and vibrant lives with quick deaths without permanent damage of a civilian nature. It's also why disease rarely killed a ninja, despite often times living in horrid conditions.
His theory was that by filling an opponent's body with his own chakra, filling every tissue to the brim with his own chakra, he could cast much more powerful Genjutsu effortlessly without much concentration... Perhaps even permanent mind-altering Genjutsu if he could maintain the tissue filled state until the body began producing his chakra naturally.
The beauty of this method was that the body did this naturally, so overwhelming the chakra network would ensure the process would go much, much, faster, although limiting him to one position for minutes at a time. Luckily for Naruto, Kurenai didn't hold much of a chakra reserve as she did with her chakra control.
All the better for him, since it would take as much chakra now permeating her tissue in order to cleanse it without dying of chakra shock. He'd already followed through on the procedure; he just wanted to be extra careful in order to make her mind submit. It wouldn't due for him to be killed off when he'd just begin his rise to survival.
She shuddered lightly, as blue lines covered her body briefly, mapping every vein and artery. Even her red eyes gained a deep blue tint briefly for a second. He removed his hand from her stomach, which he'd done the transfer there as a sense of irony. He waited for a few moments, grinning as her eyes opened again.
They were empty, unfocused. Naruto placed his hand on her stomach again, molding the chakra in her body to begin work on a series of Genjutsu he'd wanted to test on.
It was absolutely absurd to him that so few saw the potential in the art of mental manipulation. Not that the Users gave them much justice in that regard, using pathetic examples like making people fall asleep and fireballs falling from the sky. No, Genjutsu's brilliance was in the subtle effects, like making an enemy question their own motives, bolstering an allies attack with rage at their enemy.
The idea Naruto was testing was manipulating two parts of the brain. He intended to halt the brain's concept of time, and the part of the brain designed to lace memories with emotions. He could strip her of her emotions, but that would make her harder to manipulate, and would be detrimental to begin with. No, it was much more practical to begin altering her memories of him with mass adoration and understanding, perhaps even a fierce secret fire of loyalty.
That wasn't the only thing he was tinkering with either. He also intended to manipulate her sense of morality, stripping it slowly inside her mental bubble of endless time, as her mind wouldn't detect time passing once he finished. The best part was that Naruto intended to reinforce the same effects on her mind for the next couple of hours. Much like his own beliefs had locked away his potential, he wanted her beliefs to lock away any thought of betrayal.
Two hours passed with Naruto occasionally pumping more chakra when needed. It was, in a word, boring. The results were well-worth it. Kurenai opened her eyes and said happily. "A complete success. Feeling's returning to my body so that way I wouldn't get harmed during the procedure and time felt endless in that. I suggest getting a chunk of chakra metal or maybe a chain of Shadow Clones to pass on the chakra into the body of an opponent to ensure safety, Naruto-kun."
Naruto nodded in agreement, and removed the senbon on the back of her neck. She winced before nodding gratefully. Naruto watched in observation, interested if any resistance could be detected in her body language. There was none. His Genjutsu may take a long time, but it seemed sufficient.
If only he could create a seal to store chakra in a seal to do the process for him... Actually, a simple storage seal over a person's skin would be apt enough, if rather crude and only able to do one 'command'. Another theory for another day.
She soon left after righting down several ideas and theories from the knowledge she knew. He looked over each of them, and, despite his initial judgement of her being a specialist ninja, they seemed pretty sound. She offered how elemental chakra was often as a form of shell to move a piece of that element, and that enough training might plant a Genjutsu in that elemental attack to circumvent an opponent from cleaving his attacks headfirst.
The second theory was using chakra strings, or 'cables', as some of the legendary clans could strengthen their chakra strings to be unable to be eaten or cut by the amount of layers. Naruto had the idea that he could perhaps create a similar effect with controlled density of the chakra layers and transfer Genjutsu that way.
All in all, not bad for a person given the job to write theories on the spot. It'll take effort though, and lots of research. He'd been able to get by on Kakashi's advice and his own experimentations, but those could only go so far. He'd need actual data.
He quickly created another fifty clones. Forty would ransack, he meant borrowing, books from the prison of hell... he meant think library. He'd also have to be careful to avoid the monsters of the nine circles of hell... No, the civilians were the real demons, so he mentally called them that... Kinda. What could he think up as an excuse? He has a world to conquer... He meant negotiate with peacefully.
While he was in the middle of serene naive thinking only an idiot would do, Madara Uchiha was a bloody saint working to make the entire world feel eternal peace for everyone's sake aside from his own selfish ends.
Far, far, away, in a universe labeled 'Canon', Madara Uchiha suddenly sneezed. He suddenly felt the urge to squash all the Uzumaki's with blonde hair. The sad part was, there's no Uzumaki with blonde hair. He wept for a week on the travesty of a world with no Uzumaki with blonde hair for him to squish like a bug. Then continued to fight for the Uchiha, and gain ultimate power with little to no drawbacks.
Because... Reasons... Anime Logic... Fuck it, he was Madara Uber... He meant to think Uchiha; he gave no excuses to anyone dammit! Well, maybe whining a bit to everyone that only his life was absolutely awful might help make him feel better... Plus no one would ever tell him to shut up, because he was Madara Uchiha. He'd just fry 'em. Maybe even have their eyeballs on toast as a joke. Nah, Madara decided against it. Whining would be Sasuke's job... Who the hell was Sasuke? He needed a long nap... Or maybe kill someone in the name of Uchiha. That might make him feel better.
Naruto continued to think and plan on how to become absolutely fabulous while still retaining his man card... He shook his head lightly. Clearly he'd been playing too much Legend of Zelda recently... Wait, what the hell was Legend of Zelda? Maybe he needed the week off to rest before he went insane.