Naruto: Limitless Sage

In the midst of a strange and heavy silence...

Kakashi stepped forward to the voting wall.

He began carefully counting the votes on both sides, again and again.

Finally—after more than ten minutes of repeated verification—the final tally was confirmed.

"I now declare—"

"The number of votes supporting the Third Hokage: 882!"

"The number of votes supporting Uzumaki Naruto: 1,842!"

Kakashi's voice echoed across the entire hall, steady and powerful, ensuring everyone in the venue heard it clearly.

Naruto had received 1,842 votes. Nearly two thousand!

In contrast, the Third Hokage's support stopped at 882.

A difference of almost a thousand votes!

The result... was clear to all.

Kakashi swept his gaze across the room before announcing solemnly, without hesitation:

"Uzumaki Naruto's side has triumphed with an overwhelming majority!"

"Now, we await the final proclamation."

With that, Kakashi turned his attention to the highest seat in the chamber—where the Daimyo of the Land of Fire sat in silence.

Because in the shinobi world, for one to become Hokage, the final seal of legitimacy must come from the Land of Fire's Daimyo.

Even if the entirety of Konoha rallied behind someone...

Without the Daimyo's approval,

That person could not officially become Hokage.

At that moment, all eyes turned to the Fire Daimyo.

His gaze lingered on the crowd, especially on Hiruzen Sarutobi—the Third Hokage.

He looked conflicted.

As though he were being forced into a corner.

He was the daimyo of the entire Land of Fire…

And yet, when it came to the appointment of Konoha's Hokage—an office meant to serve his country—

He hadn't even been consulted beforehand.

Truth be told, the Daimyo didn't want Uzumaki Naruto to be the next Hokage.

But...

The overwhelming vote from within Konoha had already made its decision.

Trying to deny it now would only cause greater unrest.

He briefly considered withholding his recognition…

But—

Naruto, standing nearby, saw the hesitation in the Daimyo's eyes.

And of course...

Naruto had no intention of giving the Fire Daimyo face.

In his vision of the future—

The title of Daimyo itself might not even need to exist.

In the past, the relationship between the Hidden Villages and their respective nations was based on a simple truth:

Shinobi did not handle governance or production.

Their focus was training—mastering chakra, enhancing their strength.

They couldn't manage entire countries.

After all, if a ninja spent ten hours a day honing their skills, and you spent ten hours handling paperwork...

Then on the battlefield?

They'd crush you.

So how could you still claim to rule over them?

Take the Third Hokage, for example.

He spent most of his time managing Konoha.

Coupled with old age...

His strength now was barely a shadow of his former peak.

But Naruto's vision was different.

In his future—once the Shinobi World was unified—

There would be no more war.

And without war,

Ninjas would no longer pour their lives into inventing deadlier versions of the Fireball Jutsu or Water Dragon Technique.

Instead...

They could focus on cultivation, on progress.

Harnessing their chakra and unique ninja abilities...

To increase productivity, not destruction.

If everyone became stronger and more productive—

The world itself would evolve.

Everyone was having a good day...

But at that moment, Uzumaki Naruto turned to the hesitant Daimyo of the Land of Fire and calmly spoke:

"Lord Daimyo."

"Please choose your words carefully."

His voice was flat.

Expressionless.

There was no anger, no joy—just chilling neutrality.

And yet...

To everyone present, especially to the Daimyo himself,

Those two sentences rang out like an unmistakable threat.

But now?

Naruto's side had overwhelmingly crushed the Third Hokage's faction in the vote.

With such momentum...

No one dared to challenge Naruto—not anymore.

The Fire Daimyo, unnerved by Naruto's piercing gaze, broke out in a cold sweat.

His voice trembled as he finally gave in:

"I—I, in the name of the Land of Fire, hereby declare..."

"Uzumaki Naruto..."

"...as the official Fifth Hokage!"

And just like that—

At the moment those words left the Daimyo's mouth...

The room fell into stunned silence.

A beat passed.

Then—like a dam bursting—

Cheering erupted!

Supporters of Uzumaki Naruto—Hinata, Shikamaru, Sasuke, Sakura...

And over a thousand jōnin!

Even the spirits of the First Hokage, Second Hokage, Jiraiya, Tsunade, Kushina, Minato, and Kakashi—

All celebrated in their own way.

Laughter. Hugs. Tears of joy.

Naruto had done it—he had become the Fifth Hokage!

But on the other side...

The defeated Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, and his faction were silent. ☁️

Koharu Utatane and Homura Mitokado—the old advisors—couldn't believe it.

They were preparing to retire peacefully…

Only to be defeated—by a boy they once saw as a mere nuisance.

As for Shimura Danzō—

This was a nightmare.

He had spent decades scheming, dreaming, clawing toward the Hokage title.

Only to have it ripped away…

By a teenager still growing into his strength.

In a single moment, with thunderous momentum,

Everything he wanted—

Gone.

Hiruzen stared blankly at the Daimyo who had just acknowledged Naruto.

The final nail had been hammered into his era's coffin.

He understood now:

His time was truly over.

Meanwhile, Naruto stood still—calm and composed.

Looking over the crowd, finally wearing a smile.

A real one.

The kind of smile that only comes when you've climbed the mountain with your own hands.

But...

The celebration was short-lived.

Because Naruto had no intention of letting the day end with just cheers and applause.

Floating above the crowd, now as the Fifth Hokage, he raised his voice with firm authority:

"New Hokage—new rules."

"Effective immediately..."

"I declare the following orders:"

"First: Dissolve Danzō Shimura's secret organization—Root."

"Second: Arrest all Root members..."

"...including Shimura Danzō himself!"

The moment Naruto's decree echoed through the chamber...

Chaos.

Gasps. Shouts. Panic rippled across the audience!

No one expected this.

That Naruto, freshly named Hokage, would act with such ruthless decisiveness.

But this was the new era.

And Naruto was done playing politics.

"Begin the purge."

At that moment, Shimura Danzō watched in disbelief as Uzumaki Naruto publicly moved against him.

Of course, he was furious.

"I've walked the ninja world for decades," he thought bitterly.

"And now... a mere child dares to strip away my power?"

His eyes darkened.

He wasn't going to accept this.

But Naruto wasn't finished.

"Second!"

"Effective immediately, Mitokado Homura, Utatane Koharu, and all senior officials of the Konoha Council are dismissed from their positions!"

"Third!"

"All current instructors of the Ninja Academy, including Umino Iruka, are relieved of duty. The position of Academy Headmaster is dissolved."

"Fourth!"

"All active-duty Konoha shinobi are temporarily suspended. Further assignments will be announced later."

The orders came swiftly, one after another—sharp, final, unquestionable.

Uzumaki Naruto had only just been declared the Fifth Hokage, yet he was already enacting sweeping reforms.

He wasn't just targeting Danzō and Root.

He was dismantling the entire political structure that had been built under the Third Hokage's influence.

Even the ninja teachers—those responsible for training the next generation—were not spared.

Because Naruto understood something critical:

The Academy had become a breeding ground for the old ideology. If Konoha was to truly change, that influence had to be cut out from the roots.

The entire hall looked on in stunned silence.

No one had expected this.

The newly appointed Fifth Hokage… was ruthless.

On the opposing side, Hiruzen Sarutobi and his faction stood dumbfounded.

Was this really happening?

Naruto had just assumed office—and now he was settling accounts one by one.

If this continued… there would be nothing left of the old regime.

And then—

Naruto declared again:

"As the Fifth Hokage, I hereby appoint Hatake Kakashi as the new head of the Anbu."

Kakashi stepped forward and gave a respectful nod. This had all been arranged beforehand.

Naruto continued without pause:

"Minister Kakashi, you are to immediately detain all former senior officials of Konoha—including the Third Hokage."

The words struck like a thunderclap.

The villagers around the plaza gasped.

The entire audience—shocked.

The old advisors were horrified.

Utatane Koharu, trembling, stepped forward and shouted:

"What crime have we committed!?"

"Even if you are the Hokage, you cannot arrest people without cause!"

A murmur spread through the crowd.

The villagers, unsure of what to believe, began whispering among themselves. Many had supported the old administration. And now, watching Naruto move so swiftly and harshly, they hesitated.

Was he purging the corrupt?

Or was this simply a power grab?

He had dissolved Root... dismissed the Council... removed the Academy's instructors... and was now targeting the Third Hokage himself.

It felt sudden. Harsh. Extreme.

Mitokado Homura and the other elders joined Koharu, loudly accusing Naruto:

"You're being too aggressive!"

"You're unfit to lead the village!"

But Naruto stood still, silent, unmoved.

He had expected resistance.

He knew they would never let themselves be taken quietly.

And yet, his will remained firm.

"Now that I have legally become the Fifth Hokage..."

Naruto's voice was calm but firm.

"Do you really think I still care about verbal protests from people like you?"

But even so—

He wasn't going to let them walk away without knowing exactly why they were being removed.

He wanted them to fall—with clarity.

He couldn't help but sneer as he turned toward them.

"Since you demand an explanation…"

"Minister Kakashi, please list the crimes committed by the former Third Hokage and his associates—one by one."

Kakashi stepped forward without hesitation.

He gave Naruto a short nod, then faced the crowd.

His voice rang out clearly across the room:

"Charge Two: In fear that the Senju Clan's influence would surpass your own, you spent decades deliberately dismantling the legacy of the First and Second Hokage, reducing the Senju clan to near extinction."

"Charge Three: Out of paranoia toward the Uchiha clan, you orchestrated their annihilation."

"Charge Four: Coveting the inheritance of the Fourth Hokage and the Uchiha, you manipulated power and influence to seize what rightfully belonged to their descendants."

He paused, then added:

"There are many more crimes beyond these."

"Tell me, Lord Hiruzen. Advisors Homura, Koharu... Do you need to hear more?"

The weight of Kakashi's words fell like a hammer in the silent hall.

The audience was stunned.

For a long moment, no one said a word.

The accusations—cold, direct, and undeniable—cut deep.

The Third Hokage and his old guard stood frozen, speechless.

Any attempt at rebuttal would have been meaningless.

Sarutobi Hiruzen's eyes wandered across the crowd.

In that moment, he looked like a man who had aged ten years in a single breath.

Like a setting sun, his radiance had completely faded.

He muttered softly to himself:

"I've lost."

"Completely... lost."

After everything—after giving his life to Konoha—this was how it ended.

A bitter defeat.

Homura Mitokado, Koharu Utatane, and the rest of the old council shared the same expression—hollow and helpless.

They didn't know what to do.

With their authority shattered, their forces scattered, and their power broken, there was nothing left.

They had no way to oppose Naruto now.

It was over.

Naruto watched them coldly.

He didn't gloat. He didn't pity them.

He simply raised his hand.

Kakashi responded immediately, signaling his men to arrest Sarutobi Hiruzen and the others.

The formal trials would come later.

But for now, they would be taken into custody.

In the midst of this atmosphere—drenched in despair and silent defeat—

There was one man who still hadn't surrendered.

Shimura Danzō.

He stood still, expression unreadable.

He had endured under Hiruzen Sarutobi's leadership for years without launching a coup of his own.

That fact alone spoke volumes about the depth of his patience… and the depth of his schemes.

And it was that same patience, that same cunning—

That made him the last remaining threat in the room.

So tolerant.

Shimura Danzō had endured for so long.

But now, cornered—stripped of power and sentenced to detainment—there was no reason left to remain passive.

The newly appointed Hokage, Uzumaki Naruto, had ordered his arrest.

He was about to dismantle Root and imprison Danzō.

So be it.

If they had chosen to act against him—

Then Danzō would strike back.

He was not one to submit quietly.

And he still held a final trump card:

The Sharingan.

Not just any Sharingan, but the Mangekyō Sharingan taken from Uchiha Shisui—a pupil that held a forbidden and near-mythical genjutsu:

Kotoamatsukami.

As the feared dōjutsu of the Uchiha clan, the Sharingan was no mere eye—it was an ancient bloodline limit imbued with secrets that could bend the very will of others.

The power to dominate a person's mind without their knowledge.

Even to change their destiny.

And Kotoamatsukami…

Was the pinnacle of that illusionary power.

An ultimate genjutsu that could silently infiltrate a person's mind and alter their thoughts—without detection.

No hand signs.

No visible trigger.

No resistance.

The target wouldn't even realize they were being manipulated.

That was the hidden technique Danzō had reserved for a moment exactly like this.

A move prepared not for war, not for battle—but for total control.

And now, with nowhere left to retreat—

That moment had arrived.

If I can cast Kotoamatsukami on Uzumaki Naruto,

Then everything changes.

Once he's mine... the entire power structure of Konoha becomes mine.

His strength... his influence... his bloodline...

With that, I can dominate the shinobi world.

I can unite it under my will.

I—Shimura Danzō—will become the supreme leader.

He could hardly contain the surge of anticipation.

At that instant, as Kakashi led the arrest team toward him—

Danzō made his move.

With a sudden sweep of his arm, he pulled away the bandages from his right eye.

Beneath it—

Gleamed a single, spinning eye of power.

Uchiha Shisui's Mangekyō Sharingan.

The eye that held within it the forbidden technique:

Kotoamatsukami—The Illusion of Heavenly Command.

Known as the strongest genjutsu in existence.

And now, it was aimed at Uzumaki Naruto.

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