Time became meaningless in the pursuit of mastery. Days blurred into weeks, weeks into months, each one marked by progress, setbacks, and breakthroughs.
Ryūsei sat in deep meditation within a secluded chamber, his chakra fluctuating between elements, shifting, adapting, breaking apart and reforming. Mito's words echoed in his mind:
"Chakra is the foundation of all things. If you wish to create something that belongs to you alone, start there."
She had given him the insight he needed—to create his own chakra seed, not inherited, not granted by fate, but something uniquely his.
The Path to the Chakra Seed
To do this, he had to master all seven chakra nature transformations. Not simply wield them, but refine them, strip them down to pure information—analyzing, transferring, and integrating their essence into a structured system of knowledge. This was the key to creating something akin to an information-based race, much like the Ōtsutsuki themselves.
But such mastery was not an overnight endeavor.
Six months—one month per nature transformation.
• Fire was destruction and creation. Ryūsei had to break it down beyond just scorching heat and explosive force—he needed to understand its composition at a fundamental level. The way it devoured and transformed, how it could be both an ending and a beginning.
• Water was fluid adaptability. Mito helped him grasp not only its physical properties but also its nature as a medium of change, a force that could reshape itself infinitely yet never lose its essence.
• Earth forced him to embrace structure and permanence. Under Mito's guidance, he learned that true strength came not from resistance alone but from the ability to endure and remain unshaken.
• Wind was the sharpest of all. Jiraiya's insight helped him master the way air moved, how it could be both invisible and unstoppable, how it could slice through not just objects, but concepts themselves.
• Lightning demanded reaction and precision. Orochimaru, ever fascinated by the mechanics of power, pushed him to understand the principles of conduction, neural transmission, and how information itself could be transferred at lightning speed.
• Yin and Yang were the most elusive but also the most vital. Mito led him through the theory of chakra creation, the balance of imagination and reality, and how life itself could be manipulated through Yin-Yang principles.
Each nature transformation became more than just an element—it became data, information he could dissect, store, and weave together.
Breaking Down Chakra into Information (Three Months)
Mastering the seven natures was only the first step. The true challenge lay in transforming them into information.
• Fire became energy transfer data.
• Water turned into adaptive flow principles.
• Earth was broken down into structural stability and mass conservation.
• Wind became kinetic force vectors and aerodynamics.
• Lightning evolved into impulse conduction and rapid information transmission.
• Yin and Yang became the essence of conceptual manifestation, life and death in its purest form.
For three months, he refined these fragments, shaping them into the foundation of a true chakra seed—a core that was not bound by bloodline, but by knowledge itself.
But he wasn't the only one.
Inspiring Orochimaru and Mito
Orochimaru, always hungry for deeper understanding, had been observing Ryūsei's process closely. The concept of converting chakra into pure information fascinated him.
One evening, as Ryūsei was meditating, Orochimaru approached.
"This… system you are building," Orochimaru said, his golden eyes gleaming with intrigue. "It's not just about chakra mastery, is it? You're attempting to encode yourself into chakra—to create a foundation that can exist beyond the limits of flesh."
Ryūsei opened his eyes, meeting Orochimaru's gaze. "Yes. If chakra carries knowledge, then the ultimate form of existence isn't just to wield it—but to become it."
A slow, almost reverent smile spread across Orochimaru's lips. "I see… If one were to complete such a process, they could store themselves within chakra. Even if the body perishes, the essence remains, waiting to be reborn."
Ryūsei smirked. "Sounds like something you'd be interested in."
Orochimaru chuckled. "More than you know."
From that day forward, Orochimaru began developing his own method of creating a chakra seed, one that aligned with his own pursuit of immortality.
Mito, on the other hand, had always been more cautious. However, as she observed Ryūsei's progress, she too saw the potential. If such a technique were perfected, it could not only preserve knowledge but also refine chakra beyond its natural limitations.
"If you truly succeed in this," Mito said one evening, "then this could be the next step in chakra evolution. But to complete your seed, you need more than just information. You need a core—something to bind it all together."
Ryūsei nodded. "And for that, I need time."
The Shadow of War
But time was something they didn't have.
The first signs of war were already appearing.
In the Hokage's office, the atmosphere was tense. Jiraiya, Orochimaru, and Tsunade stood before Hiruzen, their faces grim.
Ryūsei entered just in time to hear Jiraiya's report.
"The Sand and Stone are mobilizing. They've been testing our defenses, probing our weaknesses. That survival trial attack? Just the beginning."
Orochimaru's eyes narrowed. "They're waiting for an opportunity. If we hesitate, they'll strike first."
Tsunade scowled. "What about the Daimyō? Is he still convinced that diplomacy will solve this?"
Hiruzen sighed. "The Fire Daimyō believes we can avoid an all-out war, but… we all know that's no longer an option."
Silence filled the room. The weight of the situation pressed down on them all.
Ryūsei finally spoke. "Then we stop waiting. We strengthen our borders, reinforce our supply chains, and prepare for the inevitable. If the Daimyō refuses to acknowledge the truth, then we act without his approval. Konoha cannot afford to be caught off guard."
Jiraiya grinned. "Heh. I like the way you think."
Hiruzen nodded, resolution settling into his features. "Agreed. We begin preparations immediately."
As the meeting ended, Ryūsei stepped outside, looking up at the night sky.
His chakra seed was still incomplete.
War was coming.
But he would not break.
He had come too far, and he was still becoming something more.
And when the time came, he would be ready.