The new Uzushiogakure was no longer a ghost of its past. Towering red-stone walls surrounded the village, inscribed with glowing seals that pulsed like a living heartbeat. Chakra lanterns lined the streets. Training fields echoed with clashing weapons. Hidden beneath the surface, a network of forges and research halls produced seal-weapons and chakra gear bought from the System Mall.
At the center stood the Uzumaki Clan Hall, where the young Patriarch gathered his council.
"Reports from the Land of Whirlpools say Kirigakure has been sending scouts to the eastern shores," said an elder. "They've sensed our revival. They fear us."
"They should," Tsunade muttered, arms crossed. Her strength was now infamous after she single-handedly lifted a collapsed cliff to save villagers during a storm.
The Patriarch nodded. "Fear is not the goal. But if the Mist wants conflict, they'll find our fangs sharpened."
He turned to the golden panel only he could see.
[System Mall – Special Purchase Unlocked: Mistbreaker Core Formation (Anti-Mist Illusion + Chakra Barrier)]
Cost: 3,000 System Points
Confirm Purchase – Install at Eastern Shore?
Confirmed.
A small crystal appeared in his hand—swirling with red and blue energy. He handed it to a Jonin commander. "Plant this at the Eastern Watchpoint. It'll repel any mist-based illusions and jutsu."
The Jonin bowed and vanished.
That night, under moonlight, he visited the training fields. Dozens of young Uzumaki knelt in meditation circles, each holding small orbs glowing with system-granted chakra—"Focus Pearls," designed to boost chakra control and spiritual growth.
At the center, three youths sparred furiously, each wielding a template:
Raika, a fiery redhead girl with the Hinata (War Arc) template, danced with palm strikes and Byakugan precision.
Juzo, a boy with sharp eyes, wielded wind blades from the Inosuke (Demon Slayer) template.
Karin, the original survivor, had been granted the Rukia Kuchiki template, blending healing with ice-based chakra strikes.
Their talents bloomed under his guidance—and with every new warrior, he gained part of their template's strength.
Tsunade watched from a distance, a small smile on her face.
"You've turned us from survivors… into a storm," she whispered.
But peace was never permanent.
A bloodied scout burst into the village the next day. "Enemy fleet spotted! Mist ninja—dozens! Led by a Seven Swordsman!"
The alarm bells rang.
The young Patriarch stood before his people, red hair fluttering like fire in the wind.
"Then it's time we test our strength," he said, eyes gleaming. "Let the world know: the Crimson Village does not bow."
He turned to Tsunade. "Ready to crush a legend?"
She grinned. "Let's show them what it means to be Uzumaki."