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I, Naruto, From the Start, Deceived Black Zetsu to Think I Was His Dad

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While traveling through the world of the Hokage, Naruto suddenly found himself in a new form — Virgin Naruto! His power grows with every shadow he casts, for darkening multiplies his strength tenfold, while whitening weakens him. Remembering the tragic stories from the biographies of bloggers, he made a decision: to become someone to be feared. Hokage? — Let that title remain just a feather in the wind! Will of Fire? — To hell with it! Why not release Ōtsutsuki Kaguya and unite the ninja world, becoming a divine ruler? Half of the Nine-Tails’ chakra isn’t enough? No problem! Naruto went to his father’s grave using the Reanimation technique of the Impure World and obtained the second half. Reincarnation of Ashura, but with low blood concentration? No matter! He had already set his eyes on Sasuke: “Sasuke, your eyes look fine, take them out and give them to me!” Uchiha Obito was plotting and planning his moves, but Naruto intervened: Black Zetsu: “You need a father? Why don’t we free your mother together?” During the Fourth Great Ninja War, the resurrected Uchiha Madara, opening his legendary eyes, addressed Obito: Madara: “Obito, have you finished everything?” Obito, panicking: “Ancestor Madara, something went wrong! Hurry, Naruto is already on his way!” Madara looked at the army of the Allied Shinobi Forces, at their faces full of hope, and with a slight smile realized that the darkness Naruto had brought could change the fate of the world once and for all...
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