Shinachiku reincarnated (Boruto: Naruto next Generations)

The Calm the Storm and the silver lining

An: Hi guys, it's your boy Devonta. This is my first time writing, but believe me, this is going to be one of the best fanfictions you've ever read. That's a promise of a lifetime; believe it! And no, I am not going to abandon this fanfic because, in the words of the great Lord Six, aka Kakashi, "Those who leave their writing missions are scum, but those who abandon their faithful readers are worse than scum." So get yourself some blankets or a snack, 'cause this is gonna be awesome. That's what she said! Hahahahahaha. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: This is the first and last time I say this. I don't own Naruto. Duh.

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Shinachiku vs. Ashura: The Final Confrontation

The battlefield lay in ruins, the crumbling visage of the Fourth Hokage's monument looming over the chaos. Shinachiku Uzumaki, sixteen years old, stood defiantly on the destroyed head of his grandfather, a mixture of anger and determination radiating from him. His short blonde hair fluttered in the wind, and the blood-red six-tomoe Rinne-Sharingan on his forehead glowed ominously, reflecting the turmoil within him.

His red shirt clung to him as he donned a green and white sleeveless jacket emblazoned with the Uzumaki-Haruno symbol. Shinachiku wore navy green ANBU-style pants, with a kunai and shuriken holster strapped to his right leg, and black shinobi boots, ready for battle. Currently, he was in his Tailed Beast Mode, the power of the Ten Tails surging through him, his skin pale, adorned with black tattoos that shimmered blue in the sunlight-these marks represented his Strength of an Otsutsuki seal, a Karma seal sealed within a Strength of a Hundred seal on his hand. This formidable combination gave him 400 times more chakra than a regular Shinachiku, approximately 300 times Kakashi's chakra pool. It granted him immense abilities without transforming him into an Otsutsuki, though it diluted some of those powers.

Surrounding him were nine black tomeos, spiraling majestically around his back like Truth-Seeking Orbs. Each tomeo represented one of the nine tailed beasts sealed within him, a testament to their combined power. When their chakra was mixed or fused together, they created the Ten Tails, making Shinachiku a force to be reckoned with.

Across the battlefield stood Ashura Uzumaki, just twelve years old yet emanating an aura of ominous power. He stood on the shattered remains of his father's legacy, the Seventh Hokage's head, surrounded by nine shadow clones clad in red and orange Susanoo armor. The glow of his purple nine-tomoe Rinnegan eyes pierced through the dust, narrowing in on his brother.

"Why, Ashura? You had everything you could have wanted!" Shinachiku shouted, frustration boiling over as he prepared for the confrontation ahead.

"No, I didn't! You had the one thing I wanted the most-you were acknowledged!" Ashura's voice was sharp, his fury palpable. The orange tattoos from his Karma seal pulsed with energy, casting an eerie glow across his face.

"What are you talking about?" Shinachiku shot back, clenching his fists. "You were ANBU at age eight! Everyone was always comparing you to me!"

"Why should I settle for being second best when I could be the number one worst?" Ashura sneered. "You hurt the Mizukage when you were an academy student. Nobody was allowed to know I was ANBU!"

"I never thought of you like that!" Shinachiku yelled, frustration seeping into his voice. "Both of us are the same; we were both born with burdens, and we both want the same thing-to be acknowledged!"

"Can it!" Ashura roared, his voice shaking with emotion. "The age of Shinobi is over! All my predecessors wanted to achieve peace, but they all failed! Hishirama, Tobirama, Hiruzen, Minato, Jiraiya, Kakashi, Itachi, Sasuke-hell, even Dad! I will not make their mistakes. I will end the Shinobi era with the power the Sage of Six Paths bestowed upon me!"

"ASHURA!" Shinachiku shouted, determination hardening in his voice. "This doesn't have to end in destruction! We can find a way to honor our legacy.