The fact that Senmei Asahi released the Three-Tails in Kirigakure caused an unprecedented upheaval in the shinobi world—an earthquake not of nature, but of politics and fear.
Tailed Beasts—Bijū—were never meant to be trifled with. They were living weapons, fearsome symbols of power and deterrence. Every one of the Five Great Nations treated their tailed beasts as state secrets and sacred arsenals. Deploying one in battle was tantamount to declaring absolute war. The very reason the Five Major Villages maintained dominance over the rest of the world wasn't just their manpower or military prowess—it was the sheer terror and might embodied by the tailed beasts they housed.
So when word spread that the Three-Tails had been released in the heart of Kirigakure by a Konoha shinobi, the world held its breath.
The day after Senmei Asahi returned to the village, both Konohagakure and Kirigakure launched into mutual condemnation.
Kirigakure, licking its wounds from a catastrophe it could barely comprehend, immediately accused Konoha of state-sponsored terrorism. In their public statement, they claimed that a Konoha shinobi had infiltrated the village, unleashed the Three-Tails, and left a trail of destruction: countless civilian deaths, devastated infrastructure, and the near-annihilation of their elite forces. Their accusations were coated in rage, desperation—and fear. They demanded international condemnation of Konoha and began lobbying the other villages to declare war on Konoha.
But Konoha did not stay silent.
In a bold countermove, the Third Hokage released a statement of his own. According to Konoha, Kirigakure had secretly plotted to seal the Three-Tails into one of their own Konoha's medical-nin—Nohara Rin—with the intent to send her back as a ticking time bomb. But the plan had failed. The shinobi who foiled their scheme, Senmei Asahi, uncovered the conspiracy, rescued Rin, and released the Three-Tails inside Kirgakure as retaliation.
"If Kirigakure had not planned this atrocity…" the statement concluded, "They would not have suffered the consequences."
It was a powerful message—bold, unapologetic, and morally grounded.
After all, how could a lone Konoha youth infiltrate the heavily guarded Kirigakure and capture their Jinchūriki without some internal weakness, unless their hands were already stained by conspiracy?
No, this was not an impulsive act of destruction. It was retribution.
The shinobi world split in response.
The other major villages—Kumogakure, Iwagakure, Sunagakure—watched closely, weighing their options. They all had reasons to remain silent, yet also incentives to exploit the chaos. But politics is rarely about justice—it is about advantage.
Kumogakure, already engaged in hostilities with Konoha, was quick to voice unrelenting support for Kirigakure. The Raikage's rhetoric was fierce, calling for unity against "Konoha's growing aggression".
But Iwagakure and Sunagakure were more restrained. Iwa had recently suffered defeat at Konoha's hands, and Sunagakure was exhausted from its own internal conflicts. Neither wanted to pick another fight with the Land of Fire.
Silently, even if not openly, many within Iwa and Suna admired what Asahi had done. His actions exposed a dark truth about Kirigakure and prevented an even greater war crime from unfolding. If anything, they believed Konoha had shown restraint.
Despite the diplomatic shouting match, the broader situation remained stable—almost eerily so. For all the Kiri's fury, their broken forces and decimated infrastructure left them no choice but to retreat from the war.
It was only a matter of time before they officially surrendered.
No matter how stubborn the Mizukage was, the village had become a husk of its former self. The shinobi world was unforgiving—without power, there was no voice. Their best option now was to withdraw and rebuild. Their loss was sealed the moment the Three-Tails rampaged through their streets.
Back in Konoha, Senmei Asahi was confined to the village under the direct orders of the Third Hokage. While the Council debated how to handle the political firestorm, he stayed home, keeping his chakra hidden, his mind sharp.
Every morning, he awoke to courier reports, deciphering diplomatic responses, listening to what wasn't being said. He had shaken the shinobi world—and the ripples were still moving.
But what concerned him more than the external reaction… was what Uchiha Madara would do next.
Asahi had upended Madara's plan in a single, clean operation. He had captured the Three-Tails Jinchūriki, rescued Rin, and released the beast before the old ghost could even react. Madara would be furious. More importantly, he would be plotting his next move.
Asahi had originally intended to go back into the field—perhaps use himself as bait to lure out Madara. But that plan was no longer viable. Under the Hokage's orders, he was forbidden from leaving the village until the political dust settled. If he disobeyed, it would invite suspicion—and worse, it might give Danzo an excuse to act.
So, he waited. And trained.
In his seclusion, Asahi didn't idle. Instead, he focused on developing a new edge—something that would elevate him to the next level of combat readiness.
He had been studying the Yin Seal, a powerful storage seal engraved onto the user's forehead that could collect excess chakra over time and release it in bursts during battle. Unlike martial arts novels where energy could be stored indefinitely in the dantian, chakra needed to be molded from physical and spiritual energies every time it was used.
But the Yin Seal changed that rule.
With it, Asahi could mold chakra outside of combat and store it, ready to be used in emergencies—especially in battle scenarios that demanded immediate transition into Sage Mode.
This was his ultimate goal: to store Senjutsu chakra, not just normal chakra. That way, he could enter Sage Mode instantly and sustain it longer than any ordinary shinobi.
And for someone like Asahi, who had already studied sealing techniques extensively, mastering the Yin Seal was only a matter of time.
He spent weeks inscribing the seal on his forehead, painstakingly controlling the chakra flow. The diamond-shaped mark eventually appeared—subtle but distinct, glowing with latent power.
One evening, standing before his mirror, he took a moment to observe his reflection.
Black hair. Black eyes. A quiet intensity in his gaze. And the mark on his forehead—a symbol of power, control, and preparation.
He had come far. But not far enough.
The battle in Kirigakure had exposed a new weakness—his lack of long-range offensive power.
Asahi excelled in close-quarters combat. His speed, precision, and mastery of teleportation made him a terror in short-range battles. But during the Three-Tails Incident, he realized something: if he had possessed powerful long-range jutsu, he could have stood atop the Three-Tails and rained destruction down upon the Kiri-nin with impunity.
He had lacked that kind of firepower—and it gnawed at him.
So his next goal was clear.
He would master a new ninjutsu—one capable of widespread devastation, one that could supplement his close-range arsenal.
As the village debated, as the world shifted, Senmei Asahi prepared for what came next.
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