Naruto: Reborn with the Template System

Author Note:

Here's the BONUS CHAPTER as promised—thanks for the support, and let's keep this energy going!

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Everyone could feel it.

Not just Shisui, who stood off to the side, eyes narrowed in concern, but even the enemy frontlines noticed. The air had changed.

Guts… was different today.

Gone was his usual cocky grin. The boy who once fought with a glint of mischief, who smirked even as he broke bones and spilled blood,was nowhere to be seen.

What replaced him was a living storm.

A cold silence radiated from his body. Every movement he made felt calculated. Lethal. The killing intent pouring from him could choke lesser men where they stood.

The battlefield had felt dangerous before.

Now, it felt doomed.

It was the kind of transformation rarely seen,when a warrior discards everything but purpose. The same shift seen in legends.

Like Garp.

When the Navy Hero fought common pirates, he laughed and mocked them, solving battles with brute strength and sheer will.

But when he faced true monsters—Rocks D. Xebec, Gol D. Roger,that humor vanished.

He became something else. A juggernaut of justice. A name whispered in terror.

And now… Guts carried that same pressure.

"You should be grateful," he muttered, voice sharp as steel.

"Thanks to me… you got to live half a month longer than you deserved."

The killing intent surged, washing over friend and foe alike.

"Fourth Gate… Gate of Pain—open."

A roar of energy exploded from his body. His skin flushed red, steam hissed from his pores, and his muscles tensed like coiled springs.

"Armament Haki… Iron Fist—Impact!"

The Raikage's expression sharpened immediately. He wasted no time. His fingers folded into a blade, forming his strongest technique.

"Hell Stab…"

But before the Raikage could finish that thought—

Guts disappeared.

"—?!"

BOOM!

A thunderous uppercut connected with the Raikage's jaw, lifting the massive man clean off the ground.

The impact cracked the air, shattering a nearby boulder into dust.

Gasps erupted from the Cloud shinobi.

"Lord Raikage...got hit?!"

"No way… how is this even happening?!"

In an instant, Guts was on him again.

He launched after the airborne Raikage with blinding speed. His fists blurred, each strike laced with Haki, each blow louder than the last.

Bang! Crack! Thud!

"This is insane…! Lord Raikage is being overwhelmed!?"

Dodai cried out, barely able to process the sight.

It hadn't even been a year since their first clash…

And now this boy...barely thirteen, was going toe-to-toe with a man known across nations as the pinnacle of Kage-level power.

A living tank.

But Guts wasn't just keeping up.

He was winning.

"Don't get ahead of yourself, brat!"

The Raikage roared mid-air, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. He twisted his torso, slashing downward with his glowing hand.

"Hell Stab!!"

Lightning surged. This time—four fingers. His most devastating version of the technique.

They clashed.

CRACK.

A subtle sound… but sharp.

Everyone froze.

Then...someone shouted:

"His finger…!"

The middle finger on the Raikage's right hand bent unnaturally. The skin split. Blood oozed between joints. The knuckle had been shattered from the collision.

And yet, he didn't retreat. He roared again, biting down pain like steel, spinning for another blow.

The battlefield became a blur of motion. Two blinding forces moved so fast that even seasoned jōnin could barely track them.

Only one other shinobi had this level of speed, Namikaze Minato. And he needed a Flying Thunder God seal to do it.

Guts had no seals. No teleportation.

Just raw, terrifying power.

Wherever he landed, the earth broke. Shrapnel flew. Weapons were reduced to scrap.

"Three-Finger Hell Stab!!"

The Raikage's next move tore through the air, aimed directly at Guts's chest.

But Guts didn't budge.

"That sorry excuse of a technique… go back and train for ten more years."

His right leg glowed black, coated in Armament Haki.

"But too bad."

His foot snapped forward with a devastating arc.

"Tempest Kick—Rankyaku!"

A compressed blade of wind and haki erupted from his foot, shrieking through the air like a slicing typhoon.

It collided with the Raikage's technique—and swallowed it whole.

The clash of titans echoed once more.

Time and again, their bodies collided with force that could split the heavens.

To the surrounding shinobi—no, to every ninja present, it was something out of a myth.

The Third Raikage… was losing.

Known far and wide as "The Strongest Raikage," the unmovable wall of the Hidden Cloud… was being overwhelmed by a boy.

He tried to counter.

He tried to keep up.

But every time he struck, Guts met him head-on, and hit back harder.

Even if Guts bore wounds, they were minor scratches compared to the punishment the Raikage was suffering.

Bruised ribs, broken fingers, bloodied lips—Ai was being battered. Systematically.

One blue flash, one black.

They blitzed across the battlefield like shooting stars destined to crash.

Each impact sent shockwaves strong enough to flatten trees and carve trenches into the earth.

Every collision?

A brush with the Shinigami.

Too fast.

Even with two Kage-levels present, Killer Bee and the Future Fourth Raikage, not a soul could keep up.

"Hell Spike!!!"

The Third Raikage roared again, unleashing his signature two-finger thrust. Lightning surged from his body as he aimed directly for Guts's core.

Guts didn't even try to dodge.

His right arm shimmered, coated in hardened black, Armament Haki taken to its peak. His elbow met the deadly thrust.

A sickening crack echoed.

Blood trickled down Guts's arm, dripping to the battlefield.

But when the dust cleared—the Hell Spike had stopped. The Raikage's technique had pierced the skin… and gone no further.

"Tekkai."

"Nice try."

The impact reverberated outward, knocking even the massive Raikage back several steps.

The ground beneath Guts cratered, but he stood firm.

Then… his voice echoed throughout the battlefield.

"I'm done playing, Third Raikage."

As his words fell, his eyes lit up in burning crimson. Haki exploded from his frame like a volcano erupting.

The pressure across the battlefield doubled.

"Fifth Gate—Gate of Closing: OPEN!!"

The sky roared. Wind howled. Loose debris was sent flying for miles.

It was force of will.

Everyone watching, enemy and ally alike,felt the same bone-deep question crawl through their minds:

"Is this kid… even human?"

The Third Raikage roared back in defiance.

"Hell Stab—Consistent Hand!!"

Lightning enveloped his body. His chakra surged to its peak.

But Guts was already in motion.

"I told you already…"

He stepped forward, haki swirling around his fist like a meteor gaining mass as it plummeted from the heavens.

"You're dead today."

"Falling Meteor Fist!!!"

They collided.

At the very moment finger and fist met, the ground beneath them shattered like wet paper beneath a hammer.

Earth erupted upward, a shockwave expanding outward in every direction.

The explosion of power was cataclysmic.

Nearby shinobi were hurled backward like leaves in a storm. Some screamed. Others hit the dirt, coughing blood from the sheer force of the impact.

Even the hardened veterans, those skilled in taijutsu and swordsmanship,were knocked to their knees.

Blood ran from mouths.

Eyes wide in disbelief.

"Wh-What happened just now…?"

Killer Bee barely managed to stay standing, squinting through shattered sunglasses as the air finally cleared.

Then—puff.

The smoke began to dissipate.

And in the center of it all...

Guts stood tall.

His right arm still extended.

His left fist…

…buried straight through the Third Raikage's chest.

No one spoke.

No one could.

His fist had entered through the front… and exited cleanly out the back.

The strongest wall of the Cloud had been broken.

Every shinobi trembled,enemy and ally alike. The sheer silence that followed was more deafening than the blast before it.

Then...

[Special Achievement Unlocked: "Death of the Third Raikage"]

[Template Character: Monkey D. Garp

Completion Rate: 50%]

[Special Skill Unlocked: Conqueror's Haki]

Conqueror's Haki.

The power to dominate others with sheer will. Rare. Feared. Legendary.

In One Piece, Garp never openly used it, until the infamous Galaxy Impact. But many believed he possessed it all along. After all…

"Conqueror's Haki conquers all."

And that's not just talk.

FWOOOSH.

Guts slowly pulled his bloodied fist from the Raikage's body.

The wound gushed like a faucet torn open, splashing onto the ground with sickening rhythm.

Author's Note:

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