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Kurama stared at the green sprout in Naruto's palm, a profound, silent shock rippling through his massive form.
The Wood Release of the First Hokage—the very power that had once hummed with the authority of a god—had been reconstructed by a boy in the span of a single winter vacation.
However, the birth of this miracle was not a matter of luck or "easy" talent. Naruto's breakthrough was the confluence of three near-impossible conditions.
First was the Bloodline Origin. Like Hashirama Senju before him, Naruto was the chakra reincarnation of Ashura Ōtsutsuki. This wasn't merely a matter of DNA; it was a metaphysical affinity for the "Essence of Life." As a descendant of the Uzumaki, Naruto possessed the same primal vitality that allowed Ashura to first manifest the forest. The potential had been dormant in his marrow for a millennium, waiting for a mind sharp enough to wake it.
Second was the Safety Valve. During the countless failures where Naruto's chakra ratios fluctuated dangerously, Kurama had been his guardian. Every time the fusion backfired, threatening to shred Naruto's internal pathways, Kurama would mobilize his own tectonic reserves to smother the explosion, smoothing out the jagged energy before it could do permanent damage. Without the Nine-Tails acting as a "Life Support System," Naruto would have been a casualty of his own ambition within the first week.
Third, and most vital, was Cognitive Superiority. Naruto was not a prisoner of this world's traditional teachings. He had bypassed the "Water-plus-Earth" bottleneck entirely, identifying Wood Release as a Kekkei Tōta from the start. His higher-dimensional perspective allowed him to aim directly for the truth while the rest of the world chased a shadow.
Naruto's consciousness sank into the Sealing Space, appearing before the massive, iron-barred cage. He didn't say a word. He simply raised his hand, presenting the tiny, trembling sprout to the scarlet giant eyes of the Fox.
Kurama composed his features. He didn't roar. He didn't mock. He lowered his massive head until his snout nearly touched the bars, gazing at the tiny branch with an expression that shifted from shock to a predatory, flamboyant satisfaction.
Naruto met the beast's gaze with a brilliant, knowing smile. In that moment, the "Demon" and the "Genius" shared a silent pact. They both knew this was merely the beginning—a single seed from which a world-shaking forest would grow.
"So... the brat was right," Kurama's deep rumble echoed through the chamber, carrying a reluctant, heavy admiration. "He actually touched the threshold of Hashirama's power."
The Fox lay prostrate on the cold water, his massive head resting on his forepaws. Though he tried to maintain his dignity as the strongest of the Tailed Beasts, the curve at the corner of his fanged mouth was impossible to suppress.
Perhaps... this truly is the one, Kurama thought.
A thousand years is a long time to live in hatred. Kurama had witnessed the rise and fall of empires, the cruelty of men, and the cycle of being sealed and used as a tool. He had grown numb, his heart a parched wasteland. But now, after ten centuries of waiting, the prophecy whispered by the Sage of the Six Paths on his deathbed seemed to be taking form.
The one who will bring true change.
Kurama violently shook his head, as if trying to dislodge the "dangerous" sentimentality of the thought.
Hmph! It's not that I've acknowledged him! the Fox snarled to himself. It's just that his body is still developing. If he burns out his chakra and dies, I'll be dragged into the abyss with him. I'm simply protecting my own investment!
He conveniently chose to ignore the fact that over the last few months, despite his grumbling and insults, he had never once refused Naruto's request for chakra. He had become the silent architect of Naruto's ascension, providing the raw power needed to forge a new path.
Kurama looked up into the darkness of the Sealing Space, his gaze seemingly piercing through the dimensions toward the Pure Land.
Old Man... if you're watching from over there, you'd better keep an eye on this kid.
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