Shinachiku's Next Adventure

by thesaiyanjedi

A year has passed since Konoha was invaded by Taka, and much has changed in the world. But now a new menace, created to be superior to humanity in every way, has a plan to make the world his own. Shinachiku Uzumaki stands in his way, but a familiar face from another world will soon come into the boy's life and things may never be the same. Sequel to "Shinachiku's First Adventure."

26. Chapter 26--Dawn of the Superman

Hey everyone, thesaiyanjedi here with the latest chapter of "Shinachiku's Next Adventure!"

Yes I realize that I have been away for a very long time, even for me, and I want to apologize to all of you for forcing you to wait so long. The reason for the delay can be attributed to several things: an extremely busy and exhausting holiday season, some personal issues in my family, and straight up writer's block, it just killed any and all motivation for me to keep going with this story for a while. I really, really wish I could promise all of you that it won't ever happen again, but with the way things have been going for me lately, I can make no promises. Remember, like the rest of us, writing fanfiction is something I do for a hobby not a career.

With that said, I do hope you can forgive the delay, and I thank you all for your patience. This chapter has a very specific purpose and it's one that I've known I would have to get to sooner or later. I hope it turned out alright and I hope even more that you all enjoy it.

With that said, lets get to reading!

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Chapter 26: Dawn of the Superman

Dry... Sterile... Colorless... These were words that one could use to describe the hallways of the tall, silver spire that stood where the Konoha Academy once did. Cool silver that stood out amongst the bland black and grays of the buildings surrounding it, yet was itself in stark contrast to the multicolored diamond seal the adorned it...the symbol of the Superior Order.

Within those hollow halls, hundreds of thousands of armed, uniformed ninja loyal to the regime marched down those halls like what they were, a squadron of mindless storm troopers. Once, these same hallways would have seen dozens of young, energetic Genin running to and from class, eager to learn all they could from their Jōnin instructors so they might sharpen their skills and the minds to become the next generation of protectors for their village. Now, most of these same young minds were being bred to service the subjugation of the populous and the eradication of the ever growing rebellion. What was once a place of diversity and independent thinking was now nothing but a hive mind of uniforms and uncompromising loyalty. What were once ninja who had to train long and hard to master the art of stealth, speed, and cunning kill with a blade was mostly replaced with the cold laziness of pulling a trigger to deal death at a distance.

Since the fall of Seventh Hokage fifteen years ago, this regime had slowly grown in power to eventually overthrow the entire shinobi world. And it all do the strength and genius of one man. A man whom, to gaze upon him was to gaze upon human perfection itself.

Located atop the peak of the mighty silver spire, the Citadel, was a large throne room. one with an enormous window made from bulletproof glass to overlook the entire village below. The throne room was ordained with silver and gold decals, a vast mural depicting figures of shinobi from the five great villages past, figures that now seemed of ancient legend. They did battle with one another across a flow of time, time that stretched literally as the branches of a mighty tree. The God Tree. The branches of time ran from both sides of he room and came together into the base of the mighty, ancient monolith in the center of the room. And on the floor at the base of that tree sat a throne of silver and gold. And in that throne sat a man.

The man was groomed in silken white robes stitched in golden fabric, including at the cuffs. Around his waist was a silver belt with the symbol of the Superior Order as a buckle. Beneath his robes the man was garbed in white, light weight Kevlar to protect him from any possible enemy attack. Not that the man truly needed it, he had long since proven that he could survive far more on his own natural power than a few lead bullets could ever do to him.

This lone man in white needed no introduction to anyone. His face was plastered alone over the mountain that once held those of the seven Hokage of this village before him, before he himself bested the last of their line in combat... And in so doing, proved himself superior to one of he very men whom he was bred from.

Sugure Mashita was a god and hero to many, and if he was not, than he soon would be. He was the ideal that the rest of the world could, and should strive to be. He truly was the face of what he was created to be... Perfection.

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Thirty-four years ago...

The war was over... Their war was over. After all this time, all of those battles and chasing and broken promises, the Fourth Great Ninja War ultimately came down to just a single, final battle between two former teammates from the Hidden Leaf Village.

And there they both were, laying on the shattered stone hands of one of the two stone figures of Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha, the stone giants that one stood facing opposite sides of he Valley of the End, now they lay in a shattered mass of rocky debris with the two shinobi responsible for the valleys destruction laying their utterly exhausted and unable to continue atop one of the figure's stone fingers... Fingers that were broken and fell into an interlocked position with those of the other figure's. The two ancient rivals had come together at last.

Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha lay on their back side by side, each having blown off one of their own arms with the destructive final attack. The red lines of blood that oozed from their wounds trailed down until they came together as one, a symbolic joining of hands that were no longer there, save in spirit.

And there they were, two young men and their souls.

But they were not alone for long. Two familiar faces finally caught up with them. An adult Jōnin with silver hair and a blue cloth mask covering the lower half of his face, and a young woman the boy's own age with bright pink hair and a violet diamond shaped seal emblazoned upon her charming broad forehead. They surveyed the scene and, as the woman held up her sensei with his arm around her shoulder, they found the two of them where they lay.

"There!" Sakura shouted upon seeing them.

"So they came here, huh?" Kakashi said. 'Figures.'

Letting go of her sensei, Sakura didn't hesitate. She quickly jumped down the rocky cliff side and landed before them.

"Sakura!" Naruto exclaimed, happy to see her.

She did not answer him right away. She merely stared at the trails of blood they seeped out and where they pooled together. It made her so...sad. Sad that it all had to come to this... But there was no time to let her emotions get the better of her. Not this time. Not when they both needed her.

She set to work using her chakra to stitch up each of their wounds, using her right arm to heal Naruto and her left to heal Sasuke. It was the least she could do, after all, not even the Nine-Tailed Fox could regrow his captive's missing limb.

"Thanks, Sakura." Naruto, even when beaten to an utter pulp and in probably the worst shape he's ever been in, was still grateful to her and just plain happy to see her. That infectious joy he could spread just by being himself.

Sakura was too focused to look at him, but she heard him. 'He really is reckless... Idiot...'

Sasuke looked on as he was being healed by her. "Sakura...I—"

"Don't!" She snapped at him. "I need to concentrate."

"...I'm sorry."

Sakura paused, expressionless, as she kept working before answering. "Sorry? For what?"

"For everything I've done."

"You'd better... Geez..."

Both boys smiled warmly at her as she kept working, with Kakashi watching his former students from atop of the ledge.

"You're so much trouble... Stupid..." Sakura tried to hold her emotions back, for once. But damn it, she couldn't. They really were stupid...both of them were.

Kakashi could see as Sakura finished her healing and the boys sat up while she checked them both over and they got to talking. He could see Naruto laughing as Sasuke smirked and Sakura wiped the tears from her face.

Pulling his forehead protector down over his former Sharingan eye, the so-to-be Sixth Hokage smiled beneath his mask. "They've finally returned."

Standing up, both young men knew what they now needed to do. Sharing a look of understanding. They each joined hands, Sasuke wrapping his four fingers around Naruto's index and middle ones, and used the power the Sage of Six Paths had bestowed upon them to undo the terror that had been done upon the world...

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Back on the former battlefield, the enormous branches of he God Tree collapsed to the ground and shriveled up into lifeless husks, causing the hundreds of cocoons hanging from the branches to unravel, freeing the allied shinobi forces, nay, every shinobi in the world, from the illusion of the Infinite Tsukiyomi.

Amongst those that were freed was a tall man with extremely translucent-looking pale skin and straight waist-length black hair with the front strands falling to his shoulders. He had a long face with pronounced cheekbones, golden eyes with slits in his pupils, purple markings around his eyes and fang-like teeth. He was dressed in plain grey garbs over a black polo neck shirt with black pants and a thick purple rope belt tied in a large knot behind his back and blue tomoe-shaped earrings. On his left hand was an intricate tattoo that he used as a summon contract.

The man wasn't alone either. Some of his former Sound ninja and test subjects were around him. One in particular, a former Leaf ninja who now was but a shell of his former self. A man whose outside now matched the snake he had become on the inside. The man was naked and had pale white skin of his own with scaly patterns on his face and much of his body, as well as purple markings along golden slitted eyes like his master. His hair was in an unkempt bowl cut, allowing it to grow out. The man had no legs, instead, a long, white snake was grotesquely fused with his abdomen.

'What...What is this?' The man in robes wondered as he looked out upon the real world, having been awoken from his paradise illusion.

"Lord Orochimaru?"

The fallen Sannin turned to his former apprentice, the man who was now as much of a snake as he himself was. "Kabuto."

"Does this mean what I think it means?"

"It would appear so?"

"Madara?"

"Destroyed."

"Sasuke?"

Orochimaru looked outward toward the horizon as the rest of the shinobi around them gathered their bearings and relished in their victory. "It would seem my old student has helped save the world."

"Surely he could not have done this alone?"

The snake didn't say anything, but he agreed with Kabuto. Something about all of this, to wield the power needed to undo a genjutsu of such a godly scale...Not even a shinobi as powerful as Sasuke could hope to do that on his own.

"If I had to guess..." Kabuto theorized, catching his former master's attention. "...I would say it was probably Naruto's doing as well."

"Jiraya's student? The Nine-Tail's jinchūriki? Absurd."

"Didn't you yourself once try to kill him just so the Akatsuki couldn't gain his power my lord? Didn't you yourself witness a taste of his power that day at the Tenshi Bridge?"

"...Even so, to go from that to this?"

Kabuto chuckled. "Perhaps I do give the brat more credit than you do after all."

Orochimaru's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?"

"I may have done some rough digging on the boy's origins. How would you like to know who Naruto's parents were...?"

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The Infinite Tsukiyomi had been undone. The world was once again as it should be. Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura and Kakashi, the original Team 7, were ready to leave the ruined valley and reunite with their comrades... And yes, Sasuke was prepared to face the justice he deserved for everything he had done.

But what the quartet didn't realize in their elation of their victory and their all finally coming back together, was that a single long, white serpent had slithered it's way onto the site of the boys final battle. slinking his ways through the rubble, the serpent came to spot where their bodies lay beside one another, where their blood pooled together as one.

The snake then opened it's fangs and out of it's mouth came a two long test tube. Spitting the tubes out of it's mouth, the snake pulled the cork out of one of them with it's fangs and bit down on the bottom end. slithering around, it gathered as much of one of the two lines of fresh blood as it could into the tube until it was full, then used it's fangs to push the cork back into it, sealing it's valuable contents. The snake then did the exact same thing with the other tube, gather all it could of the other line of blood before resealing the cork.

After it was finished, the snake proceeded to swallow both tubes whole once again, and then simply slithered away, having been seen nor sensed by anybody...

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Sixteen years ago...

"You're sure?"

"Yes sir, Taka are on the move. With there now being a race to find the last three chakra gems, neither the Union or Taka will leave anything to chance."

"Hmm...I must say, it is very good to see you again after all this time...Kabuto."

Kabuto stood back up from his respectful kneeling position and lowered the hood of his maroon-colored cloak. "I too must admit that it is quite nostalgic to see you in the flesh again...Lord Orochimaru."

Kabuto's former master smirked. His hair was long black hair was tied in a ponytail, allowing two locks to frame the sides of his face. He wore an elegant black and white robe. "I am pleased to see that you survived your encounter with our dear Sasuke and all of his friends."

"Honestly, my lord, Sasuke being there was a half-expected surprise. It was really Naruto and Sakura that I was lending my services to."

"Ah yes, Jiraiya and Tsunade's old pupils. How could I forget?" The fallen snake Sannin made a signal with his head for his old servant to follow him.

The pair came into another room, one filled with extremely advanced laboratory equipment and technology, including large tanks filled with a curious green liquid.

"Kabuto," Orochimaru said, "you were wise to turn down Taka's offer to join in their quest after you developed the serums for them. And you were even wiser to bring those formulas back to me."

The snake casually walked over to a metal cabinet door and unlocked it. Freezing cold air came out of the inside of it, as he pulled out two vials filled with blood.

On one the vials was written a single name: UZUMAKI, NARUTO. On the other: UCHIHA, SASUKE.

"Hard to believe its already been eighteen years since one of my followers scooped these samples up from the ruins of the Valley of the End." Orochimaru then looked to his side. "And now look how far we've come."

Inside the room with the two snake masters was a giant tank filled with the green liquid, but there was something else inside the tank as well...a man!

It was a young man, say in his early-to-late teens. The man was naked, revealing that he was in physically superior condition. His hair was black with blonde tips and bangs hanging over one of his eyes. His eyes were closed, but they were blue with mesmerizing onyx pupils. And on each of his cheeks were three distinctive markings similar to a fox's whiskers.

Kabuto looked to his master. "You think it will be time soon?"

Orochimaru smiled. "Oh yes...very soon. This world is changing Kabuto, and we all need to be ready to confront it. This..."

The Snake paused to take in the perfect specimen he had created from the blood of the two most powerful ninja of the last generation. "...This is the beginning of a new age..."

Kabuto smirked at he saw the progress of his master's work. "It certainly has been a long time coming my lord. How many blood clinics and back handed tricks did you have to pull to get the proper blood samples from all of the specimens you needed for this one and his kin?"

Orochimaru turn back to his old pupil. "A man like myself doesn't do what I do for as long as I have without mastering the art of anonymity. I have my ways, I assure you."

Kabuto then got serious. "You never did tell me..."

"Tell you what?"

"How did you manage to get her DNA for your collection? Yet alone as much of it as you needed?"

Orochimaru said nothing for a moment before letting out his signature creepy chuckle. "Kukuku... Dear Kabuto, that is a story I prefer to keep my little secret."

All of a sudden the snake heard footsteps enter the lab. Two individuals entered the room, one a teenager to young adult, the other was much younger, say about twelve years of age.

"Father?" The younger person called out for him.

"Ah my boys," Orochimaru smiled. "Come in, come in."

The older boy was tall with dull-blue, shoulder-length hair, a pale complexion, golden eyes, and a scar across his right cheek. He wore a dark-colored haori, which shrouded his entire appearance. He also wore a sword strapped vertically to his back. As for the younger boy was identical to his brother save for his age and lack of a scar. His wore a loose-fitting, two-toned light and dark blue kimono jacket with billowing sleeves, tied by a thick khaki-grey Ono-stylized belt, and a pair of navy pants. He also wore black long fingerless gloves and black calf-length shinobi sandals.

"Mitsuki, my boys, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"

"Father," the older Mitsuki said, "I wanted to speak to you about this creature you've created."

Orochimaru tilted his head slightly. "Oh? And what pray tell is the problem?"

"Father, I agree with you that Taka is a loose cannon, a blight on this world that needs to be dealt with... But would it not be more prudent to simply ally the Sound Village with the Shinobi Union instead?"

"We've had this discussion before my son. They are not equipped for the enemy that has appeared to destroyed them."

"You say that father, but was it not Naruto and Sasuke who held their own against Uragi Rimonō while the old man was empowered by one of the chakra gems themselves?"

"An impressive feat I admit, but not one that cannot be improved upon."

The younger boy was taking all of this in. "Mitsuki, maybe we should trust that father knows what he is doing? Maybe our new brother will—"

"Mitsuki!" The elder twin stopped him. "That thing is not our brother."

"But he was made by father, just like us."

"It is not like us! And you would do well remember that!"

Kabuto merely looked back and forth silently as the two boys had their conversation. It was difficult to tell what he was thinking, if he was thinking anything at all. But he did listen intently as he pondered the two arguments going back and forth.

"Your brother is correct Mitsuki," Orochimaru said, placing his hand upon the tank containing his creation. "This one is not like the two of you."

"How so father?" the boy asked.

"Well you see my child, after I lost my life once at the hands of dear Sasuke, I was miraculously given a second chance at life. An experience like like makes you stop and think about what your legacy is going to be. What will you do when your gone for good? By creating the two of you from my own DNA, a part will live on as a result. In a sense, through the two of you, I have become immortal."

The younger boy looked to the man in the tank. "So who is he?"

"He," the snake continued, "is something else entirely."

"Father!" the older Mitsuki snapped. "Don't delude my brother's mind with this madness!"

Orochimaru appeared incredulous. "Madness you call it? I'm a scientist my son. I've devoted my life to learning new jutsu and preserving myself into the body of as many host as I can. When I successfully created the two of you, I merely wanted to explore that to it's greatest potential, as all great minds do. Naruto and Sasuke are the two greatest ninja of our generation, so either one of them would be a perfect vessel for me to possess... So why settle for only one?"

The elder Mitsuki clenched his fist. "You're insane."

"The living reincarnations of Asura and Indra Ōtsutsuki together in one body. And for me to one day live on in that body, adding their power to my own? You call that madness?"

"This thing you've created, mark my words father, it cannot be controlled. It's a monstrosity that will bring destruction onto you and to all else! Especially when you added her cells to this thing!"

"Enough!" Orochimaru shouted. "I will hear no more of this! You and your brother will return to your rooms now and learn some respect!" The fallen Sannin turned back to his creation and smiled. "He... He will be my crowning achievement, my greatest creation. He will be the embodiment of human perfection. He will be...suguremachita...'

"NO!" The older Mitsuki drew his sword. "I'm ending this! Right now!"

"MITSUKI!"

The younger boy's cries fell on death ears as the elder boy swung his blade at his own creator with masterful skill. Orochimaru dodged the blade swing and caught the weapon in his hands, not minding the blood that was dripping from the wound.

"Insolent brat! AAAHH!" The Sannin opened his mouth and out came a serpent with a sword inside of it's own mouth! The boy had only milliseconds to dodge it, but the next attack he parried with the clanging of steel by the Sword of Kusanagi.

The younger Mitsuki tried to leap in to stop the carnage, but he felt a hand grasp his shoulder. He turned his head to see Kabuto was holding him back. "Why?"

"Let them be."

The sword fight continued, the older son blocking all of his father's attacks. Until finally, he slit his hand with his own sword to draw blood.

"SUMMONING JUTSU! HIDDEN SHADOW SNAKE HANDS!"

His arm was concealed by his cloak and out of said cloak appeared a long serpent, fangs at the ready, and out of the snakes mouth, another sword. Orochimaru used his blade to cut he snakes head clean off! The weapon went flying across the room, slicing apart beakers of chemicals and machinery.

"NOOOO!" Orochimaru was terrified. All of his years of research and hard work were being destroyed. right before his very eyes.

The damaged machinery were shooting out sparks, and those sparks made contact with the chemicals, causing a fire to break out within the lab.

"NO! My research! What have you done!"

"I'm saving you from your own worst mistake father! HIYAH!"

The elder Mitsuki threw his sword across the lab and straight at the tank containing his father's creation. However, he aim was just slightly off, meaning that the blade went through the glass but did not puncture it's heart... In fact, the blade seemed to stop right as it made contact with it's skin!

"Brother!" the younger Mitsuki cried out, trying to break free of Kabuto's grip as the fire spread. "We have to get out of here!"

"GO!" the elder brother shouted. "I'll catch up with you!"

They would not get their chance to make their escape. At that moment, something happened. The heart monitors attached to the creature's tank suddenly started spiking. his heart rate had been alerted. He was waking up!

"What?!" Orochimaru shouted. No! It's too soon!"

Within the tank, the creature's eye's snapped open! It instinctively banged against the glass, and it's sheer strength coupled with the puncture the sword had already cause was enough to cause the entire tank to shatter. The green liquid spilled out into the lab drenching the room and the four other people inside of it.

They were all knocked off of their feet as they got up and saw the strong, almost godlike figure stepping out of what remained of the tank and onto the floor of the lab. The broken glass seemed to do nothing against his bare feet. Soaking wet and seemingly indifferent to his nakedness, he seemed to take in everything and everyone that was around him, his eyes darting from one direction to another.

Orochimaru, for his part, was in full satisfaction of what he was beholding. After all of his work and research, there he was! He greatest creation alive and walking about on his own two feet! All of that strength, that power, that super ripped, godly form. Gazing upon him, the snake could think of but one word to describe the image of it: 'Perfection.'

Kabuto was also quite impressed with the specimen that had been awakened, but unlike his master, he seemed to be a lot more cautious about the figure that was in their presence. After all, there was still no way to predict what was about to happen.

The younger Mitsuki stared at the figure in a mixture of fascination and terror. He could feel the power resonating off of him...and it was horrifying.

The elder Mitsuki, however, did not hesitate. With furious yell, he picked up his sword and charged at the man. "Die in hell you monster!"

The man's eyes rapidly turned towards his attacker and with little effort, he grabbed the blade with his hand and snapped it like a fragile twig. He then reached out with his other hand and grabbed his attacker by the throat!

"GAHHH!"

The elder Mitsuki was lifted up in the air by the man's strong grip. Held up by his brute strength alone. The man's glare seemed cold and emotionless, but in truth, he was studying, taking in what he could ascertain about the person who he now held at his mercy.

"BROTHER!"

The younger boy scream as the elder one glared at the creature manhandling him. He was grasping to get himself free, but his capture's raw grip was far too strong.

"Weakling." That was the first word to come from the man's mouth.

The elder Mitsuki had only one response to his insult. "F-F-Fuck you! F-Fucking monster!"

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CRACK!

One squeeze. That was all it took to break the elder Mitsuki's neck. And once it was broken and his defiance silenced, the synthetic son of Orochimaru collapsed in a heap on the ground...like a log.

The snake saw what had just happened but he did not go over to his fallen son, but instead proceeded to start putting out the fire and salvaging all he could of his years of research. That just left young Mitsuki to stare in horror at his brother's corpse, it's pale, dead eyes staring back at him.

Kabuto marveled at the strength of the being that stood before them. 'Incredible. Lord Orochimaru was right about this one's power. Still, if his mind is equal to his strength, the master might need to be weary about this biological terror he's constructed.'

The man continued to look around the room until his eyes landed upon the snake. Walking over to him, he caught the Sannin's attention as he stared him down.

"Kukuku...I see that all of my hard work has not gone to waste," Orochimaru said. He then looked around him to the body of his insolent former son. "I must say, your strength has successfully met my expectations. Perhaps even exceeded them. Tell me, do you know who I am?"

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"My name is Orochimaru. And I am your father."

"...Father?"

"Yes." He calmly walked around his new 'son' as he continued speaking, not seeming to have any fear of the danger he might be in while in his presence. "I created you for a purpose. I made you from the cell of two of the most powerful ninja of this age."

"Why?"

"To create the perfect human being. Inside you lies the bloodlines of Uzumaki and the Uchiha clans, their power is perfectly balanced within you. Not only that, but I made you to be superior to most human beings in every sense of the word. I estimate your heart valves are twice as strong as my own. your lungs, 50 percent better. And after I'm finished teaching you, your mind will be that of a genius. You, my boy simply are perfection."

The man took in all that was being said to him. Whatever was going through him mind, he seemed to comprehend it as he smiled. "...Perfection..."

Orochimaru smiled back. "Good, very good. Now, before we begin your training, I need to give you a name. One that will tell people how superior you are to them... Ah, superior, of course. My boy, from this moment forward, I will call you...Sugure Mashita."

The man nodded. "Thank you...father."

Mitsuki seemed appalled by what he was seeing. His brother was dead and his father had just made the murderer a part of his family. 'H-How could this have happened...?'

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Months passed since that day, and the in that time Sugure learned a great deal both about himself and of the world around him. His father had supplied him with a plethora of books and scrolls covering every possible subject, from the political and military history of the shinobi world, to the creation and practical usage of chakra, basic grammar and social skills.

As Orochimaru had hoped, Sugure's mind was every bit as impressive as his brute strength. He absorbed knowledge like an infinite sponge and required very little hand holding to grasp anything. He was a true genius, a prodigy, just he kind of apprentice that the snake always wanted... Like Sasuke was.

But the snake had done more than merely supply him with some dirty old books and scrolls to learn from. He also introduced an amazing new invention that made the process of finding knowledge inconceivably faster and easier. It was called the Internet, and Sugure found himself using it extensively.

That brings us to where they were today, with Orochimaru sitting Sugure down to test his knowledge once again.

"Alright my son," he said. "Have you done the research I asked of you?"

"Yes father."

"Then tell me: Who was the progenitor of all chakra, and what happened to her?"

"Princess Kaguya Ōtsutsuki, mother of the Sge of Six Paths. She ate the Shinju fruit and created chakra as we know it. She also became part of the Ten Tailed Beast and recently it ha come to light that she was the creator of the Seven Chakra Gems. She was eventually consumed with a desire to control all chakra resulting in her being sealed away inside of the moon by her own sons, Hagoromo the Sage of Six Paths and his brother Hamura. She would remain there until the Fourth Grat Ninja War where a plan concocted by Madara Uchiha and the being known as Zetsu enacted a plan to release her, but she was defeated once again."

"The man you mentioned, the Sage of Six Paths, you're studies should have taught you that he was also the creator of the Tailed Beasts. How many tailed beasts are there, and name them?"

"Nine. They are Shukaku, the One-Tailed Tanuki, Matatabi, the two-Tailed Cat, Isobu, the Three-Tailed Turtle, Son Gokū, the Four-Tailed Monkey, Kokuō, the Five-Tailed Horse, Saiken, the Six-Tailed Slug, Chōmei, the Seven-Tailed Kabutomushi, Gyūki, the Eight-Tailed Ox, and finally Kurama, the Nine-Tailed Fox. They were created by Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki, the Sage of Six Paths, by dividing he power of the Ten Tails sealed within himself."

"Now, name all of the five Great Shinobi Nations, their Hidden Villages, and their current Kage."

"Iwagakure, the Hidden Stone Village in the Land of Earth, currently led by Krutsuchi, the Fourth Tsuchikage. Kirigakure, the Hidden Mist Village in the Land of Water, currently led by Chōjūrō, the Mizukage, Kumogakure, the Hidden Cloud Village in the Land of Lightning, currently led by Darui, the Fourth Raikage, Sunagakure, the Hidden Sand Village in the Land of Wind, currently led by Gaara, the Fifth Kazekage, and finally Konohagakure, the Hidden Leaf Village in the Lad of Fire, currently led by—"

"Stop right there." Orochimaru started talking slower, seeming more serious. "Do you know who Naruto Uzumaki is? "

Sugure didn't pause. "Yes, I know. He is the Seventh Hokage, the jinchūriki of the Nine-Tailed Fox, son of Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki, student of Kakashi Hatake and Jiraiya of the Gallant. And he is also, currently, the most famous shinobi in the world."

"Very good. And what about the one he calls his best friend. Do you know anything about him?"

"Sasuke Uchiha. Last survivor of the Uchiha clan massacre, bearer of the Sharingan and the Rinnegan, son of Fugaku and Mikoto Uchiha, brother of Itachi Uchiha, student of Kakashi Hatake and of yourself father. He was a former criminal and Akakasuki affiliate before his reform during the war."

"And do you understand why I am asking you about these men?"

This time Sugure did pause. "Yes, I know father."

"Tell me."

"You made me from their DNA. I am everything they are, and also heir superior. And I know you made from Kaguya's DNA as well, that is why you asked me about her."

"Very good my son. And do you know why I asked you about the five nations?"

"Because Taka was discovered to have infiltrated Konoha and the other villages as well. And you know that I am powerful enough to oppose them."

"Precisely." Satisfied, Orochimaru stood up from his seat and prepared to leave. "Very well, I am satisfied for today. Your studies have been all I could have hoped for. And I have seen your training, your progress mastering your host's jutsu has been exceptional. Please, turn in for the night. We will continue tomorrow."

"Yes father." Sugure bowed in respect as he followed him out of the room. The two parted ways as they entered the hallway, but as he walked back to his room, he came across Mitsuki. The boy was terrified of him and backed out of the way as he saw him approach.

Upon entering his room, Sugure shut the door and was prepared to turn in for the night. But as soon as he came in he was greeted by a familiar face.

"Evening Sugure."

The man seemed annoyed as he shut the door and locked it. "Evening Kabuto."

His uninvited guest was standing upright in his signature robe and hood, his serpentine bottom half with it's head poking out the back. "I hope you weren't too tired for us to have a talk?"

"What are you doing in my room?" Sugure was in no mood for this.

"I came to ask you about this." He held up what looked like a journal. Sugure showed no reaction as he started flipping through the pages. "Lord Orochimaru has been counting on you to study all that you can about this world's history, politics, all forms of jutsu, everything you need to complete your mission to destroy Taka...and whatever else Lord Orochimaru needs of you."

"What's your point?"

"And yet, for all that the master has asked you to learn and to master to become his vision for a perfect being, I cannot recall him asking you to take such a keen interests in such...unorthodox subject matter." Kabuto started flipping through the pages. "Let's see...the chakra gems, quite of bit of research about them here. Oh, the 'Sword of Ōtsutsuki.' Quite a mythical and obscure subject. Not many people know about it, not even Lord Orochimaru." He kept flipping through the pages until he came across something particularly interesting. "And what do we have here...? Quite a bit of notes taken about the...Four Guardian Beasts? Aren't those just a forgotten myth?"

Sugure folded his arms. "All myths have a basis of truth, do they not? Otherwise where would they come from?"

Kabuto smirked. "I suppose you're right."

"You haven't answered my question. What do you want?"

"I want you to tell me what it is you're planning, and why you have not shared any of this research with Lord Orochimaru?"

Sugure smirked. "Alright. But in return you need to answer a few of my questions as well."

"Oh? Like what?"

"Like why father is keeping at least six others just like me in that locked room that he refuses to let me see or even speak about?"

Kabuto almost let his demeanor slip. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Drop the act! I accessed father's data records and found his private files. I know Mitsuki and I are not the only beings that he's created in this place. Nor am I his first attempt to cross he cells of multiple powerful shinobi." Sugure steeled his resolve and glared. "I want to know why he is keeping my brothers and sisters from me."

The snake decided to answer him. "Because Lord Orochimaru has plans to train them to be perfect as he is doing with you. He works in the pursuit of science to push the limits of what can be done where genetics can succeed and where thy will fail. Those 'siblings' as you call them, are merely further test subjects for the master to train and study in case you prove to be a failure."

Sugure clenched his fist. "Is that all I am to you people? Is that all any of us are?! Just a science experiment to be thrown out with the trash if you decide you've found something better?! I was told I am perfection—!"

"And perfection cannot found without trial and error."

Kabuto's words stung his ego. Who was this lowly snake in the grass to demean him like this?! Who was he to talk back to a man who could rip him apart from the inside out?! Who was he to stand between him and he true destiny?!

"Now," Kabuto spoke again. "I answered your question. Now will you please answer mine? Why are you hiding all of this strange research from Lord Orochimaru?"

There was a pause for about a second before Sugure actually started to chuckle. "The same reason as you I suppose. Because the longer I've had to learn and grow and to learn the true depths of my power, of my perfection, I've started to think differently than I used to."

"I fail to see what that has to do with me."

"Oh come now. I've heard your story as well. How you were raised in that orphanage in Konoha until you were deceived by Danzō and Root, and when machinations let to your dear Nonō dying." Kabuto was not amused as he kept taking. "You ended up siding with father soon after that, and through some rather complicated means you forgot who you were and spent the rest of your life as a spy working for other people: father, the Akatsuki, Taka, anyone. until one day you decided that all of your time serving others had kept you from making an identity for yourself. so you started seeking power and that what turned you into the..." He eyed his guest up and down. "...Thing that you are today."

Sugure still wasn't done. "Oh, I know about what happened between you and the Uchiha brothers. I know what you saw when you were under Itachi's Izanami. You saw who you really were. That's why you chose to heal Sasuke during the war. That's why you turned down Taka's offer to join their ranks even after you created their chakra serums for them as a way to get close enough to collect intel on them. That's why you then agreed to help Uzumaki's wife develop the antidotes to Taka's chakra serums... And that's also why you chose to stay with father instead of returning to the Leaf Village."

Kabuto smirked again. "Well deduced, I'm impressed. Actually, after the war was over did have a change of heart, of sorts. I was actually thinking about returning to the orphanage where I grew up, picking up where my mother left off... But then I went and informed Lord Orochimaru about who Naruto really was, and that, along with my master's sudden realization of his mortality, started giving him new ideas that eventually led to Mitsuki...and to you."

Sugure understood. "So you stayed here to guide us. To help my siblings and I to find our own identity the way you did."

"That...and I never was sure if I would be welcomed back."

"I see..." He then started taking steps forward towards the former snake apprentice. "I appreciate the thought Kabuto, truly I do. But the thing is..." He stopped in front him. "...All the time I've spent learning my true power, who Taka are and what they want, the history of the world, everything I've written down in that journal you're holding, and now what father's been hiding from me...I already know exactly what my identity is."

"And what is that?"

"This world is an imperfect one. The human race is an imperfect species. Why would I choose to be the lone example of perfection when I can share my gifs with everyone? Why remain a test subject in a laboratory when I can be a martyr to instigate real change? How is mankind supposed to grow if it's not allowed to...evolve."

Kabuto's eyes widened. He now understood what all of this research was for. The horrors of what it could unleash. He needed to act fast. He rapidly pulled a lighter out from his cloak and prepared to burn the journal.

"No!" Sugure rapidly grabbed Kabuto by the throat and then his arm with his other hand, breaking it easily and causing him to drop the journal.

"AAAAAGGGHHH!" Kabuto screamed as his bones were broken. The snake that make his lower half drew it's fangs and hissed as it tried to bite his attacker, but Sugure merely caught it and ripped out it's fangs and stabbed itself with it, poisoning itself.

"Thank you for everything Kabuto," he said. "but I'm afraid my plans for this world cannot continue with you getting in my way... Give your mother my regards when you see her..."

...

Kabuto Yakushi's head was ripped clean off from his body! Even he, a master medical ninja with some of the most renowned and impressive healing abilities in the world, even with all of the grotesque mutilation he had done to himself, even he could survive if his brain was no longer attached.

Blood sprayed everywhere, including all over Sugure. He wished he could wash it of, but now there would be no time for any of that. What he now had to do had changed the plan entirely. Now all that mattered was that he get what he needed and get out of there.

Picking up and pocketing his journal, he gathered the few thing he needed and left his room, Kabuto's corpse still drenching the room with his blood.

Sugure stepped out of his room and was confronted by a brave, though clearly intimidate Mitsuki. "What have you done?!"

"I killed Kabuto," he stated calmly.

"W-What...? I-I can't let you get away with this!" He made the proper hand signs. "NINJA ART: SOFT PHYSIQUE MODIFICATION!"

The boy's arms stretched and lengthened like serpents to attack at the murderer, kunai drawn and aimed directly at his heart. Sugure caught the arms with no trouble at all and pinned the boy helplessly against the wall. His grip was crushing the boy's wrist.

"Mitsuki," he said, "you're young, and I see potential in you. You don't have to be a inferior spec of human filth, you can be so much more. Don't be a fool like you brother was. Run. Leave this place. Make a life for yourself. Things will be better once I'm done, I promise."

"N-NO! You're crazy! A monster! I have to stop you!"

Sugure grabbed the kunai out of the boy's hand. "You can't. And you know it."

There was no emotion in the superhuman's voice. It was not an opinion. It was a statement of fact, one that the boy knew in his soul was to be true. he could use all the jutsu he'd learned from his father against this one and it would mean nothing.

"Leave," he said. "Forget this day. Forget this place and find your own life. And prey that if we should ever meet again that I don't—" He stopped talking and blinked his eyes which turned pale white with a hint of lavender. "Hello father. I saw you coming."

The outburst came from Orochimaru. The Sannin was standing there in the hallway furious at what he saw. "RELEASE HIM!"

"Hmm... No."

"You will pay for this!"

"Doubtful."

"You dare speak to you creator this way?! How dare lay a finger on my son?! I am your father!"

Sugure closed his eyes. "And I am your superior." His eyes snapped open again as he snapped his head back in the direction of the boy in his clutches, this time changing shape to a familiar red and black form lined with tomoe. "SHARINGAN!"

Poor Mitsuki was not prepared to defend himself as he was entrapped within a torturous genjutsu, one in which he was beaten and savagely murdered by the very man that was strangling him over and over again. The mental torture was strong, even for the son of Orochimaru, and it was far too realistic and powerful for him to break without any help.

"SUGURE!"

The snake spat his fabled Sword of Kusanagi out at his creation with a ferocity and speed never before witnessed! The impact was so powerful that it propelled the superman out of the back wall of the lair they were in and pushed him several miles away!

And yet, the blade was powerless to pierce his hide. Instead, Sugure merely grabbed hold of the blade and snapped it between his fingers. Orochimaru could feel the pain of his blade breaking and reswallowed what remained of it, stretching his neck high above the tree tops to glare down at his failed creation.

"Such a disappointment," the snake snarled.

"Yes, you are." Sugure blinked his eyes. "MANGEKYŌ SHARINGAN!"

His eyes changed shape once again, and within a second them doing so he immediately put them to work. He knew that at imperfect as his father was, he was still not a foe to be taken lightly. He needed to wrap this up quickly.

"COMPLETE BODY SUSANNO!"

With his Mangekyō eyes, the superman created an enormous form around himself. It began as a enormous ribcage that rapidly took shape and grew to giant size. The figure was clad in armor and looked almost like an enormous fox with nine flowing tails, yet it also possessed giant wings and was clad in what appeared to be robes and ornate armor and holding a gigantic sword. In fact it was less of a sword so much as an enormous cleaver, a massive hunk of sharpened metal that was so sharp and so large and heavy that it could likely behead a dragon! And yet this figure was wielding it almost as effortlessly as a mere katana. The Susanoo avatar was a dark shade of glowing gold while the armor it wore was pure white, yet if the rays of the sun shined in the right place to break the white light, it exposed the many colors within.

Orochimaru looked up at his creation that now stood before him, furious, but at the same time impressed. "I will not let you get the best of me." The fallen Sannin closed his eyes and meditated for a moment. Was he focusing his chakra, or was he somehow communing with the White Snake Sage of Ryūchi Cave, one can only speculate. Whatever the case, the mad ninja let out an insane laugh as his body bulge horrifically and a colossal, horrible, terrible form burst out of his skin.

Looming over the treetop of the Land of Sound was not Orochimaru as he was best known, but instead the fallen one in his mightiest, most terrible form. A gigantic, eight-headed, eight-tailed serpent snarled and hissed with it's many mouths at his own greatest creation.

'Father's ultimate technique,' Sugure noted within his avatar. '...How foolish. It failed to defeat Itachi. Does he really think it can defeat me?'

Drawing it's Susanoo's mighty weapon, the superman focused his Mangekyō and engulfed both itself and the blade in a mass of black flame. At the same time, the eight serpent's heads all opened their mouths and focused their immense chakra together into a colossal black, sparking ball almost on the level of a tailed beast's attack! But the superman was not finished, as it also focused wind chakra through his blade to enhance the Amatersu, causing them to grow larger and the blade's cutting power to become even stronger.

The weapon seemingly took on a new form as it almost resembled a the Rasenshuriken technique but consumed in black flames and focused through the Susanno's hulking blade.

The serpent's head waited no longer and released their attack in a colossal blast that could have obliterated the entire Sound Village with one shot!

"WIND AND FIRE RELEASE: SUSANNO SCORCHING RASENSHIRIKEN DRAGONSLAYER!"

The giant avatar through it's weapon like a boomerang directly in the path of the oncoming blast. The impact was enough to momentarily light up the sky, but the jutsu ultimately cut and through the attack and, in one clean swipe, decapitated every one of the beast's eight heads. All of them fell to the ground like small meteors and proceeded to burn to a crisp in flames hotter than the surface of the sun. The now headless body of the beast was also consumed in those same flames.

Sugure stared at the creature's form as it was totally consumed by Amaterasu. He just stared, refusing to turn away. He wanted to make certain that nothing of the Dragon God remained, that his Dragonslayer lived up to it's name.

After a few long, tedious moments, the black flames finished their work and nothing remained of the gigantic beast, not even a glob of white, scaly goo. Sugure focused his senses and could not detect a trace of his father anywhere.

Satisfied that the job was done, he canceled the Amaterasu and dispelled the Susanno. Returning to the ground, he went back into the remains of the snake's lair. Walking back down those halls, he saw young Mitsuki still there, laying on the ground a drooling, pale husk. The effects of the genjutsu were still effecting him.

Not saying anything, Sugure released the genjutsu, causing to boy to wake back up in a start and a cold sweat. He was gasping for air and he frantically looked around to get a bearing on where he was. His eyes looked upon those of the very man who had tortured him with visions of murdering him over and over again. The man whom, he already knew, had just done away with their father. The man whom, he could see, was still holding the kunai he had taken from him earlier.

"Go." That was all Sugure needed to say. Mitsuki, a terrified little boy, ran for his life. From a fight he knew he had no hope of winning. But perhaps, one day, he might find allies who could...

Sugure proceeded to his true destination. He navigated the ruined hallways until he came across an elevator hidden behind a bookcase. Riding down it, he came to a dusty hidden basement with a single room behind a single door. With his superhuman strength, he ripped the door open and walked inside.

What he found were six tanks filled with green liquid, just like the one he himself was raised in. Inside each of the tanks was a human being, five men and one woman. They all were naked with their eyes closed, waiting to be awakened just as Sugure himself had been.

Two of the men actually looked identical, like they were twins. They both had silver hair and narrow jaw lines that complimented a pair of handsome young faces. Another one of the men had very fair skin with dark brown hair. Another one of the men was tall and dark skinned with short, spiky auburn hair, as well as what looked like facial hair, a small, thin auburn mustache. As for the woman, she possessed a fit and feminine form with fair skin complimented with long and pale blonde hair save for a distinctive pink streak. With the exception of her broad forehead, there was little to criticize. The final male of the lot was clearly the youngest of them all judging by his shorter height. He had short and tufty blue hair and upon looking at his mouth, he could tell the boy had pointed, jagged teeth, not unlike shark teeth.

Sugure looked upon the six beings in pity, but then wasted no time in running at superhuman speed and slashing across each glass tube faster than the eye could see with the kunai in his hand. After a delayed reaction, all six glass tubes shattered all at once. The liquid spilled onto the ground as the six people stood up, taking in the world around them. They looked to one another before recognizing the presence of the one that had freed them.

"Welcome my brother and sisters," the man said. "My name is Sugure Mashita. I know things must seem confusing now, but if you'll all listen to me, I think you'll understand that we all have a great destiny ahead of us."

Out of the six, five of them seemed content to at least listen to what the man wanted to say... However, the last one did not.

"WEAKLING!" One of the twin men with silver hair lunged at his own captive, clearly not content to just take the word of a stranger. Sugure promptly responded by effortlessly grabbing a hold of the fellow superman and slashing across his right eye with his kunai.

"AAAAAGGGHHH!" The rebellious man fell back grabbing is face in pain. His brother quickly came up to him to try and comfort him, only to be pushed away by his twin.

"I sincerely apologize for that, self defense and all," Sugure calmly justified. "Still, I do hope that his example is enough to teach you all a lesson. Now, as I said..." Sugure pulled his journal full of research, "...we all have a great destiny ahead of us. This world is weak, flawed, imperfect, unlike the seven of us. But it doesn't have to be that way. We can help move things along, force mankind to evolve before it destroys itself. In other words...we can turn to rest of the world, the rest of humanity, into us. Imagine, a world where everyone has our strength, or speed, our genius, our power! We are not some test subjects, we a martyrs, bringers of change. And it is our duty to share our gifts wit the rest of the world... And to provide them with the leadership they need to guide such a superior new order to greatness."

The six looked back and forth between one another, some with immediate admiration in their eyes form what this powerful, inspirational man before them was saying, especially the youngest one, while others were still clearly taking it all in.

One of the supermen asked for the rest of them, "How do we do this?"

Sugure smiled. "I admit that it won't be easy, but there is a way. And it all begins with seven special relics called chakra gems..."

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And with that, we bring another chapter to a close. But as you might have noticed, Sugure's flashback to his rise to power is still now over. We will learn more details about how this dark future that Shinachiku and Boruto have fallen into came to be in the next chapter.

For this chapter here however, this was very specifically focused on bringing Sugure's origins and his master plan into focus. In "Shinachiku's First Adventure", the story this one is a sequel to, I devoted an entire chapter fleshing out the motivations behind the villain, in the case of the former story, Uragi Rimonō. But while Uragi and Taka wanted to use the chakra gems to change the shinobi system and end the cycle of hatred by force, Sugure's plan is to use them to change the human race itself, to evolve them to a state of perfection just like him and his followers. He sees this as a noble endeavor, that his perfection is a gift to be shared with the rest of the world, with himself as it's guiding leader. Whether you see this as the motivation of the madman or not is up to you (probably so though), but like any great villain, he has some twisted logic to his goals that he believes in to the fullest and, like Uragi, he doesn't see himself as a villain but as a hero, and everything we have seen his do so far, as twisted and evil as it have been, has been in pursuit of that goal.

In terms of the chapter itself, I wanted to begin the flashback all the way at the end of the Fourth Shinobi World War, or rather, at the beginning of Chapter 699 of the manga after Naruto and Sasuke had finished their final battle. My description is pretty much as Kishimoto wrote the scene, save for some subtle internal description of what Sakura is thinking as she is healing both Naruto and Sasuke. Remember, in the continuity I've established for this series, Naruto and Sakura's relationship does not make it's final progress until after Sasuke leaves the village on his redemption quest at the end of chapter 699... By the way, you can read my story "heaven and Earth Together At Last" to get the full story about that.

What I felt I did have more creative wiggle room on was Orochimaru and Kabuto's roles after they both awakened from the Infinite Tsukuyomi. As I teased at eh very end of the epilogue of "Shinachiku's First Adventure", I always knew that Orochimaru needed to be involved in Sugure's creation. It just made the most sense that he would be behind the creation of a genetic superman i this world. After all, he already created a son for himself in the official canon. I also knew that after the end of the war, when Naruto and Sasuke's blood was freshly pooled together, would be the best opportunity for him to collect their DNA. As for where and how he got Kaguya's DNA from...well, I admit I did truly have a solid answer for that, so I think it is much more fun to let you, my loyal readers, offer up your own personal head canon as to how that came about.

In speaking of canon, yes, the elder, rebellious Mitsuki that Sugure kills was meant to be Log. I even dropped a pretty obvious reference to that as his corpse fell to the ground, in case some of you missed it. The character was one that was introduced after I started my stories and I really didn't have much use for him the way things were progressing. So, I decided to use him as a plot point for Mitsuki's fear of Sugure seen in previous chapters.

And yes, I killed Kabuto and Orochimaru... Or did I? This chapter was all about establishing Sugure's origins and power, and it was just natural that he would do that to his own creators in true Frankenstein's monster fashion. Still, you never know. Orochimaru and Kabuto have both proven themselves to be very difficult to kill in the past, so they may have roles to play in the future or they may not. We'll just have to wait and see.

While we're on the subject, I also wanted to use this chapter to clear up a major discrepancy between post-Fourth Shinobi World War era Kabuto as I have written him in my own continuity versus what was actually done with him in canon. Honestly, I was not as fully aware of comprehensive of the character's full history and arc at the time I wrote "Shinachiku's First Adventure", and the idea of Kabuto being redeemed after all he had done was pretty hard to imagine. Plus, he just worked so well as a mysterious ally with his own agenda in my story that I still do not regret it. But once I decided to play with alternate dimensions and timelines in this story, that got me wondering why he took two different paths in both Shinachiku's and Boruto's timelines, so I decided to put in the effort and provide a psychological motivation for his change in this timeline. The one thing I could not clear us was that in "SFA" I implied that he wanted to do experiments of Shinachiku in exchange for his helping Naruto and Sakura. This was another plot pint that I decided would be more for not to spell pout but instead allow you, the reader to contextualized with the new information we now have.

The fight between Sugure and Orochimaru was fairly brief, but I made for that by making it really big and powerful. Orochimaru brings back his most powerful ability, the Eight Branches Technique, which he used in battle against Itachi during the series. In fact, the whole fight was essentially a recreation of that scene with Sugure debuting his Susanoo here, only this time Sugure's defeats the Dragon God with his raw power instead of a sealing jutsu. The Tailed Beast Ball style attack that the snake heads implemented was taken from the video game "Naruto Shippūden: Ultimate Ninja Storm 2, where the form is given that same powerful ability.

While we're on that subject, I should also talk about Sugure's Susanoo avatar. In case you didn't catch it from the description, because of his being made from Naruto and Sasuke's DNA, he therefore has both the Nine-Tail's chakra and the Mangekyō Sharingan, s his Susanoo is essentially a dark reflection of Naruto and Sasuke's Susanoo-armored Nine-Tail's avatar that they fought with in their battle against Momoshiki in the Boruto movie, and more relevantly, which I have previously used in the battle against KaijUragi in "SFA." I've admitted it before and I'll admit it again, while I have little to love about that movie, that one fight scene is still pretty damn amazing and seeing the two of them combine their avatar's that way is just inherently epic.

I also noticed that in the canon each character's Susanoo is of a different color. So for Uragi, I chose to make him stand out by keeping his Susanoo in his signature white color. I also used this as a chance to sneak in a Tolkien reference. There is a scene in "The Lord of the Rings" where Saruman goes from being Saruman the White to Saruman the Many Colored. He is reproached for this by Galdalf, but Saruman defends himself by essentially arguing that white it but a beginning, a cloth that might be died, and that if you break the white light you see the many colors within it. Besides the Power Rangers reference, I had that on my mind when I developed Sugure and his follower's color scheme and my decision to make his stand out by putting him in white.

One more thing I need to give credit to about Sugure's Susanoo is it's weapon. It is pretty obviously a Kaiju sized variation of Gut's Dragonslayer from "Berserk." I didn't try much to hide that reference. I guess I figured that a superman's Susanoo like Sugure's would be strong enough to handle such a ludicrous weapon. Also, I probably figured something like Dragonslayer would be needed to behead Orochimaru's eight serpent's heads with one swing.

Lastly, if you ever wondered up until now why Burai has a scar over his right eye, now you have your answer.

I think that's all I have to say for this time. Once again, thank you all for reading, and I look forward to seeing you all back again for the next one.

Until next time, see ya!