"It is time. Are you ready, Yakumo?" I asked her, the realm of the Social Club no longer a muddled array of colors and shifting landscapes, instead now replaced by a large blood red moon, and the ground was completely gone, replaced instead by a vast series of lights, each light representing a mind within my retinue.
[Inexhaustible. -140.
Template Stacking I: [Alex Mercer [Prototype] for Shikamaru Nara. -80.
Template Stacking II: [Alex Mercer [Prototype] for Shikamaru Nara. -20.
Template Stacking I: [Izuku Midoriya/Deku [My Hero Academia] for Naruko Uzumaki. -20.
Template Stacking I: [All For One [My Hero Academia] for Naruko Uzumaki. -60.
Template Stacking II: [All For One [My Hero Academia] for Naruko Uzumaki. -20.
33 Credits Remaining.]
Yakumo Kurama continued to gaze at the large red moon, her eyes equally red with Itachi's Mangekyo reflected in it. "I am." She affirmed. Over a month of practice and learning had gone into perfecting her mastery over Itachi's Mangekyo.
The moon's red glow began to burn brighter, a black shadow carving over the moon's surface, the reflection of the Mangekyo upon it's surface.
Red chains grew from the moon down into each light around us, with a red chain wrapped around Yakumo's hand as she stretched out to grab it, and I did the same with the other red chain as it manifested.
Inexhaustible works by ensuring one's internal energies never expires, and can be passed along to those I possess a Soul Bond with. This means my retinue, and those I've bound a Contract with, are now no longer limited to the limits of one's chakra reserves.
Tsukuyomi. The Mangekyo Technique that allows one to experience centuries in a single moment.
Reversed Cursed Technique. The ability to heal by multiplying one's Cursed Energy.
Social Club. The ability to manifest dreams into reality for those to whom I have bound to me, merge reality with a dream, and swap what one considers a dream, and what one considers reality.
Yakumo's Bloodline Limit. The ability to make Genjutsu feel so realistic that the brain tricks the body into considering it reality.
Alex Mercer's Hive Mind, the ability to regenerate flesh at the viral level, alongside the ability to pass on one's abilities at the biological level through his Evolved.
Izuku Midoriya's One For All was only needed at the base level with it's ability to store quirks and energy at the meta level, due to it's Stockpile nature, in conjunction with the Hive Mind ensures that the physical death of one member does not lead to True Death. All For One's ability to absorb and understand Quirks alongside the ability to give Quirks can now be passed on through One For All. If my theory is correct, then not only does the quirk get passed on, but remnant's of one mindset, is also passed on.
Because why train each person individually to my level when I can simply give them a copy of myself to do the training for them, and keep an eye on them at the same time? With these abilities, I don't need the Outsider Heritage, the Transhumanism, the Mastermind. I stand above them all as an Entity unto oneself. As long as I don't get cocky.
This was a momentous act. One I'd been preparing for ever since I read Social Club's description thoroughly. This was where we stand as fully capable Tier 8's.
Every single member would now be capable of at least being a Tier 7. Bloodline Limits included, for bloodline limits are what you are born with, and quirks are the same thing, so to All For One, this world is a feast for the taking.
Naruko's moans echoed off the walls as I sucked on her clit, her heavy panting and mewling as she couldn't even muster the words to say anything as I gave one final suck, her back arching as she screamed in release, willingly giving me her everything as she came, her juices tasting absolutely divine as I gulped it down as much as possible.
The quirks of One For All and All For One followed, and the sheer power was absolutely delicious as my own Reversed Curse Technique healed the internal damage as my body adjusted to the insane power of both quirks in one body. Alex Mercer's Blacklight eagerly combed through both of the quirks' biological process, the differences between my brain prior to the quirks' arrival and after, and recreating copies of the physical changes as I lunged up to kiss Naruko hard as she moaned eagerly into my mouth, her hips pushing against me as she tried to push how needy she was to have me inside her, her eyes red as she pushed me over and mounted me, her hips slamming hard against me as she howled in another orgasm.
We passed the quirks between each other, albeit mostly because it gave the orgasms a rush that they didn't have without the process. At some point, Naruko had fully reveled in her Blacklight transformation, her claws lengthening as she roared in orgasm, her pussy clenching around me even tighter as she vibrated, her eyes flickering between colors as she lost control of herself briefly.
The process of passing the Quirks wasn't nearly the same with the others, as I first infected each member with Blacklight with a vial of blood, and then passed the Quirks along once they adjusted to becoming my Evolved. Yakumo had embraced her transformation, growing large horns similar to Ido's, but her face unchanged as she seemed to revel in the power exchange.
Blacklight alone could not infect in a dream, but the Quirk of One For All's Stockpile carried the essence of Blacklight inside it as I was the previous carrier, retroactively making the Blacklight virus transformation physically present. With Tsukuyomi and Yakumo's Bloodline alongside One For All, the brain would order the cells to create new proteins and new changes for the Blacklight virus to be induced, a form of infection.
I had been the first to obtain One For All and All For One, for a reason, because my fragmentary self would act as a filter for the memories and abilities for each Quirk and with each member absorbed into the Hive Mind, all were in effect a part of me, and that allowed my other self to filter through the memories and knowledge, keeping each individual from being overwhelmed and losing their sense of self.
My other self would also lock away knowledge and abilities that wasn't deemed fully ready to be dispersed for the use of the Hive, as Accelerator's power was more of a danger to others if not trained appropriately or used with caution. With this, bloodline limits were no longer limits at all, but amplifications of the whole. The abilities of Accelerator and Gojo Satoru were locked off, but the rest was deemed relatively safe.
Training, knowledge, skills, understanding, was all shared through the mixture of the Hive Mind, the One For All and All For One, and Yakumo's greatly amplified Tsukuyomi, all under the umbrella of Social Club.
Kurama and Isobu, though they were beings made of energy and not true flesh in a sense, were still amplified by All For One and One For All, and thus gained flesh through Blacklight. It was a perversion of Ninshu of the highest order, as understanding was now centralized as a source of power and biological process through Blacklight. Peace through Power and Understanding.
While they still retained their status as bijuu, they were no longer limited by it either. They were now unique entities unto themselves.
With the absorption of the bijuu into the Hive Mind, came an understanding on how to convert chakra into flesh, and back. An instinctual process that the bijuu went through when their Jinchuriki died, was now unlocked, understood, and passed along to the rest.
The two centuries ended with a mastery of skills and abilities, an understanding of how they could wield their powers, baked into the subconscious of their psyche as Social Club allowed me to tweak what could be remembered of the dreams. They would remember nothing consciously.
I preserve their individuality, but raised them to the apex of the abilities between all my retinue. A Gift of both understanding and power.
Sage of Six Paths, this is how you achieve Peace. Understanding without Power renders you unable to enact change when change is necessary without the force to ensure it is possible. Power without Understanding gives it no focus, no direction, and it is easily molded to be directed at the behest of those who hold malicious intentions on how that Power is used.
Peace through Power and Understanding. Peace through conflict and negotiation. One cannot have one without the other.
Through this, I enact my will upon this world! And every world hereafter!
Through all the heavens. Through all the earths. Through all the Hells. Through all the universes I step into from here on after.
I, alone, am the Honored One. But, I am more than the Honored One.
For I am Many. For I am One. For I am All.
I am Meraki.
The Third Hokage sat across from Gojo Satoru, the Hokage desk and hat absent.
Gojo's blue eyes seemed to pierce through the frozen world around them as the Honored One spoke.
"I've bequeathed a Gift to you and those I've deemed worthy. This gift will be considered an... upgrade of sorts to you and yours. You will wake up in your prime, and many abilities and bloodlines once lost to you will be awakened, as well as to those who have been given my gift. You can explain this all away as a subtle S-rank area of effect Jutsu that Tobirama Senju had hidden away that was recently realized when Naruko Uzumaki stumbled across it in Training Ground 7. It's considered a one-time event. A Fuinjutsu that has fully ensured Konoha's survival. His final gift to you all."
Hiruzen found himself flummoxed, and wary. He had not been the Hokage through two wars for nothing, even if he despised the position.
"And what's the price of this Gift?" Hiruzen said warily.
The Honored One snorted. "Already paid. I take care of what's mine, Hiruzen Sarutobi."
The Third Hokage nodded slowly. It was not his place to question the Honored One, but he trusted the man to be selfishly motivated to protect his interests.
Wendy nodded with satisfaction to herself.
Meraki. To put one's soul into one's works. A labor of love, normally for creative purposes. Truly rather poignant for a Mortal Lover of mine. I may have underestimated how far he thought ahead on this. I have already bound myself to not interfere beyond the shell of this world's Shinigami, but this is truly exciting.
The birth of a Truth, a God in mortal flesh. Truly, I cannot wait to mount you myself, Meraki.
Wendy licked her lips as she had to control herself from appearing in front of him and feeling his hands on her horns as she sucked him dry.
A Mortal Lover that could not be driven insane was one thing. A Truth was another thing entirely. A being that embodied a Concept wrapped in mortal flesh. How enticing.
She almost wanted to drag the other bijuu and the mortal who carried around the body of the bijuu to let him finish the job, but alas, she had sworn an oath to not interfere.
She could wait. Mounting a Truth was worth the wait.
She shivered as she clenched her thighs, growling lowly in the silent forest.