Naruto: One Thousand and One Hands (Senju SI-OC)

Naruto: One Thousand and One Hands (Senju SI-OC)

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What defines the true measure of a man? Commoners will point to the weight of his coin. Politicians will boast of the breadth of their status. The naive will speak of his physical might. I find all of them equally pathetic. Wealth is a fleeting illusion. Status is a cage built by the mediocre to contain the exceptional. True power does not reside in what a man possesses, but in the terrifying depth of his ambition. It is found in the resolve to march toward a singular, absolute goal while the world screams for you to stop. It is the ability to walk through a valley of corpses, unblinking, as the weight of your own sins threatens to crush your spine, yet never once breaking stride. I am Hidetada Senju. I have not been reborn into this world to play by its primitive rules or to seek the approval of the masses. I am the reckoning. I am the answer to a thousand years of human failure. This is not a choice, nor is it a simple war. It is a righteous crusade to dismantle the chaos of the old world and forge a destiny that humanity is too weak to claim for itself. The era of dreams is over. The era of my design has begun.
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