Chapter 95: The World Without Chains

The Shinobi World Awakens

The world was in chaos.

First, it had been whispers. Hushed conversations in the back alleys of shinobi villages, uncertain rumors traded between mercenaries and spies. A Jinchūriki gone here, another missing there.

Then, the whispers became reports.

From the Cloud. From the Stone. From the Mist.

And now—from the Sand.

The last of the Tailed Beasts had disappeared.

The Five Great Nations, once confident in their control, now stood on the precipice of unrest.

For centuries, they had relied on the Tailed Beasts as weapons of deterrence—uncontrollable, destructive, but always present.

Now, they were gone.

Vanished.

And no one knew how.

Sunagakure: The Storm on the Horizon

The Kazekage's office was silent.

Rasa, the Fourth Kazekage, sat behind his desk, his golden eyes scanning the reports for the hundredth time. His face betrayed nothing, but the sharp, rhythmic tapping of his fingers against the wooden surface revealed his thoughts.

His village had just lost its greatest weapon.

And not in battle.

Not in an invasion.

Bunpuku had simply… disappeared.

"Impossible," he muttered under his breath. "No force could remove a Jinchūriki without a trace."

Baki, his most trusted advisor, stood across from him, his arms folded. "The monks reported nothing unusual. No intruders. No disturbances." His voice was tense. "It was as if he ceased to exist."

Rasa's fingers stopped tapping.

Vanished. Like the others.

The room was thick with unspoken tension.

Finally, he spoke. "Have the other villages responded?"

Baki hesitated. "The Raikage is furious. He believes someone is hunting Jinchūriki to consolidate power. Iwagakure has increased its defenses, and Kirigakure remains silent."

The Kazekage exhaled sharply. "And Konoha?"

Baki's eyes narrowed. "They continue to grieve the 'loss' of the Nine-Tails."

Rasa's lips pressed into a thin line. "Hiruzen is hiding something."

He was sure of it.

But what?

And why?

Sunagakure's security had been absolute. There was no shinobi, no force in the world, that could erase a Jinchūriki without leaving behind evidence.

So if this was not the work of men…

Then what was it?

Konoha: The Web is Complete

In the depths of the Senju Compound, where ancient power still thrummed beneath the stone, Ryusei stood alone.

His Golden Six Magatama Rinne Sharingan pulsed faintly, their celestial patterns shifting with a rhythm that only he could understand.

He had done it.

All nine Tailed Beasts were now his.

Not sealed.

Not trapped.

But free.

In a world that only he could enter.

A world that no other shinobi, no Kage, no god could reach.

He was the first to succeed where Hagoromo had failed.

No longer were the Beasts weapons to be used in war.

No longer would they be bound by villages that feared them, by shinobi who sought to control them.

They were beyond the cycle now.

Ryusei's golden eyes flickered toward the edge of the chamber.

There, standing with an amused expression, was Orochimaru.

"You've done something truly fascinating," Orochimaru mused, stepping forward. "Even I must admit… I did not foresee this outcome."

Ryusei did not respond.

Orochimaru chuckled, tilting his head. "You've removed them from the equation. And now, the world is about to tear itself apart looking for something that no longer exists."

He smiled.

"Tell me, Ryusei… what will you do next?"

Ryusei turned slowly, his gaze unreadable.

And then, for the first time since the beginning of his mission—

He smiled.

Beyond the World: The New Realm

The sky stretched endlessly in golden hues, painted with swirling clouds of chakra-infused energy. The land beneath was alive—lush forests, rolling oceans, mountains that reached beyond the heavens.

A world without war. Without hatred.

A world of pure balance.

And in its center—the Tailed Beasts.

Kurama stood tall, his massive form overlooking the realm, his tails slowly swaying behind him.

Shukaku sat atop a jagged cliff, his enormous claws digging into the earth, his gaze locked onto the horizon.

Matatabi, Isobu, Son Goku… each of them free.

No more seals. No more fear.

For the first time in their existence, they belonged to no one.

And standing before them was the man who had changed their fate.

Ryusei.

His golden Rinne Sharingan gleamed in the soft light, his presence both commanding and calm.

"You have given us freedom," Kurama finally spoke, his deep voice shaking the very ground beneath them. "And yet, you still remain here."

Ryusei's expression did not change.

"You are no longer prisoners," he said simply. "But this world still needs you."

Shukaku scoffed. "Hah! So you still think you can command us?"

Ryusei shook his head. "No."

The wind stirred. The energy in the air crackled.

"I ask only this—"

He raised his hand, and the entire realm shifted.

The skies darkened for a brief moment, the very fabric of existence bending at his command.

"Stand with me."

The Tailed Beasts exchanged glances.

They had never been asked.

Only ordered.

For thousands of years, humans had either feared them, hunted them, or sought to control them.

But now, for the first time—

They were given a choice.

Kurama narrowed his eyes. "And if we refuse?"

Ryusei's lips curled slightly.

"Then you are free to go."

Silence.

A long, heavy silence.

Then—

Kurama laughed.

Deep. Thunderous.

The others watched as the Nine-Tails grinned, his fangs gleaming.

"You really are different," he muttered.

One by one, the other Beasts stepped forward.

One by one, they chose.

And at that moment—

Ryusei had done something that no shinobi, no Sage, no god had ever done.

He had united the Tailed Beasts willingly.

The world would never be the same again.

The End of the Beginning

The Shinobi World believed war was coming.

They thought someone had stolen the Tailed Beasts.

They thought power was shifting between nations.

But in truth—

They had already lost.

For Ryusei was no longer a player in their war.

He had transcended it.

He gazed out over the horizon of his world, his golden eyes reflecting the dawn of a new age.

The cycle had been broken.

And the future belonged to him.

End of Chapter 95.