Naruto: Saving the Universe by Stealing Attributes

"Water Release: Water Bullet Technique!"

Several fist-sized water bullets hurtled toward Mirai at blinding speed. With a swift sidestep, Mirai evaded them effortlessly.

The next moment, a dozen shuriken followed in quick succession.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

With precise movements, Mirai deflected each incoming projectile with his longsword, the blade gleaming as it cut through the air.

Suddenly, Mirai's expression wavered.

The previously clear sky darkened in an instant, replaced by a swirling mass of ominous thunderclouds. Blue lightning crackled menacingly across the heavens.

Boom!

A deafening roar erupted as a bolt of lightning struck down with immense force, targeting Mirai directly.

"Susanoo!"

A blood-red skeletal armor materialized around Mirai, shielding him from the devastating impact.

But before he could regain his footing, the ground beneath him transformed into a chasm of molten lava, the intense heat radiating upward.

Reacting quickly, Mirai summoned gold dust from the gourd at his back. The shimmering particles gathered beneath him, forming a platform that lifted him into the air.

However, the gold dust began to scatter uncontrollably, drifting toward the fiery abyss below.

Feeling the searing heat rising, Mirai furrowed his brows.

With a surge of terrifying ocular power, the world around him cracked like shattered glass.

The hellish landscape vanished entirely.

A gentle breeze blew past, and the world reverted to the familiar training grounds.

"Haah… haah…"

Yakumo gasped for breath, her face pale and drenched in sweat.

Mirai approached her, placing a hand on her back. His Mangekyō Sharingan glowed faintly as he channeled its power into her, stabilizing her fluctuating chakra.

Moments later, Yakumo's complexion regained its color.

"Yakumo, this is your limit."

"During battle, no matter what, you cannot draw upon more power. If you do, the balance within your body will collapse, and the Hashirama Cells will take over."

Yakumo nodded earnestly at his warning. "Understood, Captain Mirai."

Despite her harmless demeanor, Mirai couldn't help but feel impressed.

The genjutsu she had just unleashed was potent enough to ensnare even a skilled Jōnin, leaving them utterly defenseless.

Of course, this required Yakumo to successfully drag her opponent into the genjutsu realm.

Even so, her potential was astonishing.

Currently, despite having Hashirama Cells implanted, Yakumo's chakra reserves barely reached the level of an elite Chūnin. Her taijutsu and ninjutsu were even weaker—barely on par with a Genin.

Yet, with such meager stats, she had the potential to bring down a Jōnin.

The power of Yin Release truly was monstrous.

"Captain Mirai, I feel like my abilities have grown stronger recently. Why is that?"

Pondering for a moment, Mirai explained, "The Kurama Clan's kekkei genkai is fundamentally an extension of Yin Release."

"The Mangekyō Sharingan is also a manifestation of Yin Release."

"When I used my Sharingan's power to suppress the Hashirama Cells within you, it unintentionally enhanced your bloodline abilities. The synergy between these forces likely boosted your strength.

"However, this is also why overusing your powers risks triggering a Hashirama Cell rampage."

Yakumo's eyes lit up in understanding. "I see!"

No wonder creating illusions felt so much easier for her recently—it was thanks to Mirai's intervention.

[ Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully claiming the reward: Kekkei Genkai – Genjutsu: Five Sense Manipulation! ]

Hearing the system notification in his mind, Mirai's lips curled into a satisfied smile.

He had managed to acquire the Kurama Clan's unique kekkei genkai—what incredible luck.

"Yakumo, take a break for now."

"Understood."

With that, Mirai activated the Flying Thunder God Technique, instantly returning to his quarters. He wasted no time delving into the new power he had just obtained.

Soon, he nodded in satisfaction.

Five Sense Manipulation—a genjutsu capable of pulling targets into a fabricated world and controlling their five senses.

In this illusionary realm, whatever transpired would manifest in reality. Death in the genjutsu meant death in the real world.

The most astonishing aspect was its scale.

Unlike the Mangekyō Sharingan, which typically targeted a single individual, the Kurama Clan's technique could ensnare multiple people simultaneously within the same illusion.

Furthermore…

Through Yakumo's example, Mirai realized the synergy between the Mangekyō Sharingan and the Kurama Clan's kekkei genkai.

He didn't need to rely on painting to activate the Kurama Clan's powers—the Mangekyō Sharingan served as a perfect medium.

By combining their strengths, every genjutsu he cast would inherently carry the effects of the Kurama Clan's ability.

Just the thought filled Mirai with excitement.

...

Land of Rain

Torrential rain hammered relentlessly against the ground, water splashing in all directions.

Within a small shelter, Yahiko and other members of the Akatsuki huddled together. The table before them was littered with the remains of their meal, and most had leaned back to rest.

Only Nagato stood by the window, staring at the rain-soaked landscape in silence.

"Nagato, reality is about to change drastically. Leave Yahiko and the others behind and come with me."

"Otherwise, you..."

Hearing the voice, Nagato turned to see the figure of a man shrouded in a swirling white mask.

It was the second time this mysterious individual had approached him.

The man, who claimed to be "Uchiha Madara," had spoken of a shared purpose during their first meeting. Though Nagato had rejected him, the words lingered.

"What do you mean?" Nagato asked cautiously.

"You are destined to face the harsh truths of reality," the masked man replied. "When that time comes, you will understand—true understanding between people is an illusion.

"Yahiko's ideals are nothing more than naive dreams."

"The wielder of the Rinnegan should comprehend this truth."

Nagato's gaze hardened as he scoffed. "No matter what you say, I will stand by Yahiko's vision."

The masked man sighed, stepping forward. "You will see the truth soon enough."

To Nagato's shock, the figure passed through his body as though it were air, vanishing from sight.

At that moment, a rhythmic knock broke the tense atmosphere.

The door opened to reveal a burly ninja.

"Yahiko, a message from Hanzō-sama!"

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