Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara-Chapter 270: Leaping Across Timelines
Chapter 270 - 270: Leaping Across Timelines
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By the time the young boy noticed the abnormality, the black seal marks had already spread across his entire body.
In that very instant, a radiance of dazzling violet erupted forth.
The enormous black-and-purple emperor anglerfish, which had appeared so terrifying just moments ago, was instantly reduced to foam by the violent surge of purple lightning, vanishing without resistance, as if it had never existed at all.
"...What... what terrifying power," the clone boy murmured, his eyes widening in disbelief. It was almost impossible to accept that such overwhelming strength had come from him.
At the same time, he began to feel something awakening deep within him.
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It was more than just a vague sensation. His chakra was surging with a speed he could not comprehend, growing in both volume and intensity beyond anything he had ever experienced.
Almost instinctively, he turned his head, and his gaze fell upon the woman who had cared for him tenderly for as long as he could remember.
What met his eyes was a rare and unexpected sight.
Yayoi, who had always been calm and emotionless, now stood with tears brimming in her eyes, ready to spill down her cheeks.
Suppressing the anxiety and turmoil in his heart, the clone forced himself to concentrate once more, directing his focus back to the formidable foe still standing before him.
"This brat..." Urashiki murmured, his eyes narrowing as his ultimate move was effortlessly shattered. How could he not understand by now? The soul of an Ōtsutsuki slumbering within the boy had awakened.
Even more crucially, the boy's once low-level Sharingan had, at some unknown point, evolved. It had transformed in silence into a pair of violet Rinnegan.
Both sides now possessed the Rinnegan. One radiated with an azure brilliance, the other with an eerie violet glow. The resonance between them stirred a flicker of surprise in Urashiki, though it was not enough to spark fear.
He reached behind him and lifted the crimson-glowing fish basket, extracting a measured amount of chakra stored within.
With a subtle movement of his throat, the power within him surged once more, swelling to a new height.
"Heh... let's continue this delightful battle," he chuckled, swinging his fishing rod as he lunged forward with renewed fervor.
Meanwhile, guided by an instinctive voice echoing from deep within, the clone had already begun to understand how to wield the Truth-Seeking Orbs.
Nine obsidian spheres hovered silently around him, morphing into various weapons at will, blocking and parrying Urashiki's relentless attacks with uncanny precision.
Amidst the clash of powers, caught in the exhilaration of battle, the boy raised one hand. A powerful repulsive force erupted from him, rippling outward in all directions.
Shinra Tensei!
Unfortunately, the same technique that Pain had once used to reduce Konohagakure to ruins now merely caused his opponent to stumble back a single step.
"How dull," Urashiki scoffed, lifting his gaze toward the clone. "Hey, come on now. I'm not interested in bullying a child. Why don't you come out already?"
Come out?
Who was he talking to?
A rising unease stirred in the clone's heart. Bit by bit, he became aware that a terrifying and unimaginable force was waking inside him.
No—that wasn't quite right. It wasn't just surging... it was awakening.
And more than that, it felt as if his body had never truly been his to begin with.
"So that's what it is..." As a wave of overwhelming fatigue washed over him, the boy finally began to understand. Just before his consciousness slipped away, a faint realization took hold.
From the very beginning, he had never been given a choice.
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Name: Uchiha Kyōsuke
Age: 45
Physical Strength: Six Paths (Low Tier)
Mental Strength: Six Paths (Low Tier)
Chakra Reserves: Six Paths (Low Tier)
Abilities Mastered: N/A.
Kekkei Genkai: Rinnegan, Sage Body, Swift Release, Steel Release, Lava Release, Boil Release, Wood Release, Ice Release, Crystal Release, Dust Release, Storm Release, Explosion Release.
Nature Transformations:
Fire (MAX)
Water (MAX)
Lightning (MAX)
Wind (MAX)
Earth (MAX)
Yin (MAX)
Yang (MAX)
Summon Creatures: Hiti, Manda
Ninja Tool: Yata Mirror
Points: 320,720
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Reaching up, Kyōsuke pressed a hand against his chest, feeling the steady, powerful thrum of his heart.
A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. With a firm grip, he seized the Sage Staff formed from his Truth-Seeking Orbs.
A laugh, deep, unrestrained, and echoing, burst from his throat.
"HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!"
His laughter resonated through the air like a shockwave. Even the very atmosphere seemed to scream in reaction—uncertain whether it was celebrating, or trembling in fear.
Across from him, Urashiki did not move. Having survived for more than three thousand years, urgency was a sensation long forgotten.
And yet... something was off.
His heartbeat.
It was quickening.
And there was no mistaking what had caused it.
It was obvious—it was that man, Kyōsuke, who had just awakened.
"How strange..." Urashiki muttered, his brows furrowing. "His chakra is clearly weak. So why does he make me feel such an overwhelming sense of danger?"
He tried to reason it out, but the answer eluded him.
So he stopped thinking. Whatever mattered would soon be revealed in the clash of their powers.
His azure Rinnegan glimmered, and in an instant, the future unfolded clearly before his eyes.
"This... this is the difference between you and me."
"See the truth for yourself, nameless clansmen."
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The crimson fishing hook shot through the air like a streak of divine judgment. At the same time, Urashiki half-turned and thrust his hand forward with blinding speed..
But at that moment—
Kyōsuke appeared, as if teleporting, slamming his chest directly into Urashiki's outstretched hand.
SQUELCH!!!
The palm pierced his chest with ease. Urashiki could feel the pulsing rhythm of his enemy's heart through his fingers.
"Too weak," he whispered with disdain, shaking his head. With a slight exertion of strength, he crushed the heart between his fingers.
For a moment, he genuinely wondered if something was wrong with his sensory system. An opponent this feeble—how could such a person have stirred fear in him?
But then, something strange caught his eye—those eerie purple Rinnegan eyes, glowing with an otherworldly light that briefly left Urashiki spellbound.
By the time he snapped back to his senses, he realized that the man had somehow escaped his grasp.
No... Something was wrong.
He quickly spotted the anomaly. Not only had the man broken free, but the gaping wound in his chest had vanished completely.
That had been a fatal injury—a heart thoroughly crushed. In the entire universe, save for a few rare and exceptional races, no one should have been able to recover from such trauma so swiftly.
Even among the Ōtsutsuki, who specialized in manipulating their own biology, such extensive regeneration would have taken at least four to five seconds.
And yet, his brief moment of distraction had lasted less than a single second.
"Surprised?" Kyōsuke chuckled. At the same time, he raised his leg and delivered a powerful kick that sent his opponent flying.
Urashiki's body was hurled nearly a kilometer, crashing through a small mountain before he barely managed to stabilize himself midair.
He had miscalculated again.
Once more, he had underestimated his enemy. The chakra Kyōsuke displayed earlier had seemed insufficient to pose a real threat to him.
What he hadn't expected was that his opponent could draw energy directly from the surrounding atmosphere. In the instant that foot connected, Kyōsuke's strength had surged by an entire level.
It wasn't enough to overwhelm him entirely—but it was enough to make him feel pain. A sensation he had not experienced in a long time.
A burst of chakra exploded from within him, disintegrating the collapsed mountain and scattering its debris into dust. At last, Ōtsutsuki Urashiki was forced to take things seriously.
"I admit, I underestimated you."
"But don't get your hopes up. Miracles never occur twice."
Removing the chakra basket strapped to his back, Urashiki locked eyes with Kyōsuke. Without a moment's hesitation, he consumed every last drop of the stored chakra in a single gulp.
"Now, behold my true power."
When he raised his head again, the purple hue of his Rinnegan had shifted to a sinister blood-red. Six tomoe spun slowly within the spiral patterns of his eyes, each glowing with deadly light.
The blood-red Six-Tomoe Rinnegan.
"Tsk," Kyōsuke exhaled softly, not particularly surprised. He had always known what Urashiki was capable of.
If anything, he felt a tinge of regret. There weren't many colors left for those who wielded dōjutsu.
You hog two shades all on your own. Is that really fair?
With a single raised hand, Kyōsuke unleashed a terrifying gravitational force upon his opponent.
Banshō Ten'in—the technique that drew all things toward the user. Under normal circumstances, it would have left an enemy completely exposed.
But Urashiki's body merely quivered slightly, lurching forward a little before stabilizing again.
That slight falter was enough. In the span of mere fractions of a second, Kyōsuke closed the distance between them, wielding a blade formed from a Truth-Seeking Orb.
The tip of the blade shot forward, aimed precisely at his enemy's chest—intending to make Urashiki experience firsthand the agony of a pierced heart.
"Heh. Did you really think I couldn't see that coming?" Despite the sudden threat, Urashiki showed no sign of panic.
Yomotsu Hirasaka activated, and his body opened a dimensional passage just wide enough to let the blade pass through. The exit of the portal appeared behind Kyōsuke.
The fierce strike intended for Urashiki instead pierced straight through Kyōsuke's own back and out of his chest.
"HaHaHaHaHa!" Urashiki laughed with exhilaration.
His temporal abilities allowed him to personally experience events a few seconds into the future.
By observing the flow of battle as it progressed, he could determine the optimal countermeasure for every situation.
Combined with Yomotsu Hirasaka, he was practically invincible—unless his opponent wielded overwhelming brute strength, there was no conceivable way he could lose.
This was also why he had always refused to acknowledge "Momo" as his superior.
"Such high-dimensional power is something vermin can never comprehend in their lifetime."
"Die with regret in your heart and repentance on your lips."
Pfft!
The tip of the sword pierced through his chest. The searing pain jolted Urashiki out of his moment of madness.
He lowered his head—and there it was. The same blade he had deflected just moments ago had now run him through.
Now, he truly understood the unbearable agony of having his heart torn apart.
"You... you... how is this possible? The future I saw—it wasn't like this!!!"
Kyōsuke, seeing Urashiki's look of disbelief, instinctively reached back to touch his own lower back.
Damn it.
He had just been resurrected, and now he had stabbed himself through the kidney.
If his little bun-headed wife found out, she would surely cry her eyes out.
Truth be told, Urashiki didn't need to take it so hard. The future he had seen wasn't wrong. Kyōsuke had indeed fallen victim to his use of Yomotsu Hirasaka.
That perfectly calculated trap, using Temporal Rewind and spatial mastery to create an unassailable setup—anyone else would have been utterly defeated.
Unfortunately for him, the two of them had powers that were simply too similar.
Awakening the Rinnegan meant Kyōsuke, too, had access to abilities like Limbo or Amenotejikara—abilities that could manipulate space or time.
Perhaps influenced by the Sharingan as well, his unique ability remained rooted in the concept of time—but it was even more extreme than Urashiki's.
While Urashiki could see what would happen in the next few seconds and make targeted arrangements to avoid the risks, Kyōsuke could not see the future but could shift himself to different moments along his own timeline, both past and future.
Earlier, when he had been gravely injured—his heart crushed in one instance—he had avoided death by leaping ten seconds back in time.
At that point, he had been completely unharmed, full of life. The injuries inflicted by Urashiki never had a chance to exist.
Although he couldn't see the future, he could reject the reality he didn't wish to accept. Even though this ability applied only to himself, it far surpassed Urashiki's in sheer power.
Being able to glimpse the future didn't guarantee the power to avert disaster. If that were the case, the original trio wouldn't still be fleeing from the pursuit of the Ōtsutsuki clan.
Power is always relative. There are no invincible abilities—only invincible individuals.
In this particular moment, Kyōsuke was clearly that person—the one opponent Urashiki could never hope to defeat, no matter what he did.
Their abilities were similar, but the disparity in quality was overwhelming.
Superior abilities couldn't be overcome with effort or desperation alone.
"Don't move. I have no intention of killing you. Not yet." Kyōsuke halted Urashiki, who had started to react in panic. He was offering a chance to live.
"Now tell me, where are the other two?"
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