Naruto: Systematic Shinobi Chapter 316 316: Omake: Hokage Daiki Vs The Saiyan Saga

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"What are your thoughts on this?"

A palpable sense of pride was evident in Daiki's voice. He stood upon the colossal mansion that crowned his flying fortress, gazing out over the entire expanse of the Leaf Village.

This was no ordinary seal, however.

It was the jutsu shikki, the technique formula for the legendary Flying Thunder God Jutsu. This was the creation of Lord Tobirama Senju himself, later refined by Minato Namikaze, the renowned Fourth Hokage. But the innovation didn't stop there. He had integrated it with a seal of his own design, one that linked directly to him, to his very eyes.

Through this singular seal, he could encompass the entirety of the Leaf Village within his Space-Time Ninjutsu, granting him the ability to transport the very land the village occupied to any location he desired, at any given moment.

This served as a contingency, a safeguard for the infinitesimally small, improbable chance that he might one day face an adversary too formidable for him to combat while simultaneously protecting the village.

'I believe it's an utter waste of your time,' Isobu scoffed. 'What are the chances of something like that actually occurring? Unless the Ten-Tails itself miraculously descends from the heavens, I'd say you're perfectly safe. And you needn't concern yourself with such a seal and the myriad ways it could potentially go awry.'

"Where's the thrill in that?" Daiki retorted with a grin. His bare arms, exposed by the absence of his jonin vest, were crossed over his chest. The distinctive red and white pointed Hokage hat, secured by a simple string, swayed gently as he surveyed his creation. "Besides, it's always better to possess it and have no need for it, than to desperately need it and find it absent..."

Moreover, even in the direst of circumstances where something were to go wrong – a scenario his formula, meticulously crafted, rendered impossible – Konoha was in a significantly more advantageous position compared to its previous timeline.

An incredibly powerful cadre of warriors, resurrected from the dead, served as his clandestine task force. Tsunade had returned permanently, as had Jiraiya. Danzo, quite content, followed his directives without question. Sasuke was fully devoted to the village, having defeated Obito and awakened the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan. Naruto's power had reached an entirely different echelon; he held complete control over up to three tails and was already slated to commence his sage training under Jiraiya's tutelage.

And this was without even mentioning Tenten, Hinata, Anko, and the others.

There was little he could have done about it, anyway.

The invasion that occurred last month had undeniably bolstered Konoha's strength. Nevertheless, the fact that he was unceremoniously thrust into the role of Hokage in its aftermath had kept him exceptionally occupied.

It was undeniably amusing to witness the pathetic tears of those who dared to call themselves Kage from Iwa and Kumo.

'Well, whatever your grand plans entail, it will certainly provide some amusement when this inevitably backfires spectacularly,' Isobu conceded, yielding once again to Daiki's superior foresight. 'However, I reserve the inalienable right to declare, "I told you so."'

"You won't get the chance; as I've stated, nothing will go awry," Daiki assured him, interlocking his hands and forming a hand seal as he flared his chakra.

But at that precise moment—

A puff of smoke materialized beside him, revealing a colossal purple chameleon. It planted one massive, scaled foot on the seal, clawing a line through it. "Daiki, my patience has waned! I demand you divulge details of this far more intriguing mission you alluded to!" Toka announced her dramatic entrance.

Concurrently, the air directly above the seal began to shimmer, and a fissure tore open in the sky above it, ripping apart like a gaping wound and spilling forth iridescent light.

'I told you so!' Isobu shrieked in panic.

Shades of purple, yellow, green, and countless other hues blended into a prismatic spectacle of color. Daiki scarcely had time to register the sight—his eyes widening in astonishment—

Before the rift in reality seemed to envelop him like a carnivorous plant, then vanished entirely.

And Daiki, along with it.

Toka stared, bewildered, at the exact spot where her summoner had stood mere moments before. "...My mistake?" she chuckled nervously.

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Daiki found himself tumbling uncontrollably through a void of swirling colors. 'What in the blazes, where are we going!?' he exclaimed, disoriented.

What exactly had transpired to precipitate this situation?

And why did it feel as though a swarm of insects were nipping at his skin? It wasn't painful, but the sensation was inexplicably, maddeningly itchy.

'I haven't the faintest idea,' Isobu grunted. 'It bears a striking resemblance to the void between dimensions, a place I glimpsed once when I visited the underworld. The colors, however, are not as I recall.'

Oh, this was just perfectly dreadful. Had he somehow been ripped from existence and flung directly towards damnation solely because of Toka's impulsive arrival?

"That smug brat of a lizard!" Daiki growled, righting himself after a flip, and forming a single hand seal. A verdant, fiery chakra aura enveloped his body as the Mysterious Peacock Method activated, allowing him to hover mid-air within the dazzling, kaleidoscopic void. "I'll completely demolish her when we get back!" he declared, crossing his arms.

He envisioned combining the Silent Fist, recently acquired during his excursion beyond the village, with Jiraiya's invisibility jutsu. He'd make sure to pilfer that, too.

Then, her boasted sensory abilities would be utterly useless against him, the infuriatingly smug lizard!

Petty? What was that, some kind of dish?

The good news, however, was that he could still sense the connection to the jutsu shiki inscribed outside his home. Furthermore, he retained the ability to use it as an anchor for teleportation via the space-time ninjutsu gifted by that bald lemming, Shin.

'Daiki, look to your left!' Isobu's voice suddenly echoed.

Hmm?

Obliging, Daiki turned his gaze and blinked. Before him, a rupture appeared in the prismatic expanse, revealing a glimpse of a colossal, desolate mountain range.

Hoh?

Intriguing.

With his chakra cloak shimmering, Daiki propelled himself towards the anomaly in the prismatic void, peering intently. 'I detect no chakra,' Daiki murmured.

No-

Wait!

Abruptly, an immense surge of yellow light illuminated the vista, so intensely bright it momentarily blinded him. 'Jeez!' Daiki rubbed his eyes. That light was unlike anything he'd encountered.

It wasn't precisely chakra, yet it was closely related. It was tangible energy, the very essence that coalesced to form chakra. However, its density far surpassed anything he had ever witnessed. Even his own chakra, a fusion of physical and spiritual energy potent enough to rend mountains when unleashed, was but a fraction as dense as this extraordinary energy!

…He possessed the means to return home instantly, at any given moment. Yet—

'I must have that,' Daiki resolved. Regardless of the source of this energy, he was determined to absorb it, integrate it with his own physical energy, and exponentially amplify his chakra's power!

Channeling the chakra cloaking his form, Daiki surged through the tear in the prismatic void, emerging abruptly in flight above the very mountains he had glimpsed moments before.

Now free from the prismatic void, Daiki suspended himself in the air. The very atmosphere felt different, a stark contrast to his homeland.

He was no longer in Konoha.

For the time being, at least.

More importantly, however, Daiki channeled chakra into his gaze, scanning the distance in the direction from which the blinding flash of physical energy had erupted.

His vision swept across the landscape for miles, then hundreds of miles, penetrating rock, forest, and mountain until his target came into focus.

His shoulders tensed in sheer disbelief as he surveyed a desolate, corpse-strewn battlefield. Dominating the scene was a fallen, hulking green-skinned warrior, over whom a dark-haired child clad in purple garments stood panting, glaring with fury, hands spread above his head—

Towards two figures: one a colossal man easily exceeding six feet, and significantly more bald than Shin. The other, a diminutive individual sporting a pronounced widow's peak, wreathed in flame.

'What in the absolute hell!?' Daiki's jaw slackened in stunned disbelief as he recognized Son Gohan, a mere five years old, confronting Nappa and Vegeta.

He vaguely registered another short, bald man in orange attire not far from Gohan—Krillin—but the shock of the situation prevented coherent thought.

How?!

What!?!?

Seriously, how?!

'This...' Isobu's voice trailed off, erupting into unrestrained laughter. 'Only you, Daiki, could orchestrate something so ludicrous. Yet, even for you, this is astonishing.'

You're telling me!

'However, this presents an extraordinary opportunity,' Isobu mused after a pause. 'That incredibly dense energy we detected was ki. Our objective is simply to absorb a substantial amount of it, incorporate it into our own being by merging it with the physical energy component of our chakra.'

Yes, he had already theorized as much, which was precisely why he had ventured through that rift. Why was he—

'But beyond that,' Isobu interrupted, 'their tails, Daiki. With your Bloodline Usurpation Seal, you can become a Saiyan!'

His eyes widened in dawning realization. That was precisely right!

He could truly become a Super Saiyan!

In fact, once he achieved Super Saiyan status, becoming a Super Saiyan 4 would be well within reach!

A laugh escaped his throat.

And that wasn't all. Dragon Balls! Oh, right, Piccolo was deceased. But there was still Namek.

Furthermore, judging by the current scene, this was the midst of the Saiyan Saga. Consequently, Gero was undoubtedly still alive, and Daiki knew the location of his laboratory.

He should have completed the majority of his projects by now, likely in the process of further enhancing them.

Which meant those Infinite Qi generators were already in existence.

'Oh dear, here we go again. Going to perform more Frankenstein-tier surgery on yourself?' Isobu snorted, 'You truly do take after Orochimaru.'

Oi!

While yes he wanted one, 'I was more thinking about giving it to you,' Daiki replied, crossing his arms, 'the more energy you have, the stronger you are. With one of those, wouldn't you become ridiculously powerful?'

'...I am unsure actually…' Isobu replied, 'No doubt I'd be far more powerful for sure, but I confess, my body is not flesh and blood like yours, my vessel is pure Qi given physical form. Those androids, would have had infinite energy to draw upon, but their vessels would not contain infinite energy. It would be more akin to a bucket that can draw upon an infinitely never ending well.'

Hmm, he supposed that made sense. Something to think on later, when he recruited Gero to work for the glorious advancement of Konoha.

'You mean kill him and resurrect him as your zombie subordinate.' Isobu snorted.

Daiki shrugged, same thing really.

For now though.

It was time to make a move.

He righted himself, letting the chakra keeping him in the air fade away and dropping thousands of feet to the ground.

He could leave as they were. Going by how things were going, Son Goku would arrive soon. But, if things played out as they were meant to.

Nappa would be completely destroyed by Vegeta, not an atom left of him. And who was to say, this time around, Vegeta would get his tail cut off?

Even just him appearing in this world, could have shifted the flow of events, 'The simplest way to go about it all, is to obtain Nappa's tail.' he thought.

After that, he didn't need to bother with anything else, he'd leave the rest to Son Goku.

So as Nappa moved to crush Son Gohan.

So too did Daiki move, traversing a much greater distance.

He appeared in front of the child Saiyan, hand catching Nappa's massive boot clad foot just as he thrust it down in an attempt to stomp on the boy's head and crush his skull.

"Now now," Daiki smirked at the bald Saiyan, "There's no need to take out your hair envy on the kid, baldy."

"W-what the hell!?" Nappa gaped at him, "Who the hell are you, runt?" he snarled, trying to yank his foot back.

But Daiki didn't let him.

Up close like this, he could get an even better view of things. And he could see the faint Qi covering the man's form. Most likely, the most basic of basic Qi uses. So dense it could be easily deployed like that, unlike chakra and worked as something akin to armor, or a barrier that increased their durability and resistance to attacks.

How interesting.

He tightened his grip on the man's massive foot and began to drain the Qi from him, straight into his Heavenly Star Seal.

He'd saw it, but feeling it as he drained the energy into himself was another thing entirely. It truly was dense beyond compare. And it was easy to see how these people could do as they did with it.

Just exerting the Qi, with it so dense would make flight easy. And because of the density, the sheer destructive output of it was insane. And just casually using it, would coat the body in that power and protect it.

And it seemed far easier to use than chakra.

And drained so much quicker.

"I'm Daiki, nice to meet you," Daiki replied to Nappa, just as the man groaned and wobbled on the single leg he stood upon. He let go of his foot, and smirked as he stumbled back, before balling onto his backside, a dazed look on his face, "Parting, really is such sweet sorrow, isn't it Prince?" he cast a look at Vegeta, at the same time he slammed his foot into Nappa's face and flipped him over.

"What… the blasted hell are you blabbering about, human? Who are you?" Vegeta stared at him in disbelief, one hand on his scouter, "I can't detect your power level at all, that's impossible!"

Oh? So with the Shinkugan in effect, not even a scouter could track him? Or was it because he did not specifically have Qi yet?

Well, no matter.

He didn't plan on sticking around to find out. He cast a look at Krillin and Gohan, staring at him in disbelief, hope shining in their eyes, "Who-" Krillin began.

Daiki didn't let him finish, he could already feel someone approaching at rapid speeds. They'd be here in seconds.

Son Goku.

As tempting as it was to stick around and see one of his childhood heroes in action. He didn't want to interfere with this place more than necessary.

He didn't plan on sticking around to fix whatever he broke after all.

He lifted his hand, wind swirling into a blade around it and swung. "You-!" Nappa snarled in pain trying to push up feebly on his arms and legs as Daiki cut his tail off, "My….my tail! You…bastard!"

Hmm.

Instruction on the utilization of ki, at the very least the fundamentals, would be necessary, wouldn't they? And, should he indeed transform into a Saiyan, mastering the creation of a Power Ball would be paramount.

This particular world's departure would scarcely alter the grand scheme. Without achieving anything significant, he was destined to be slain by Vegeta within mere minutes anyway.

"You dare to insult the Hokage?" Daiki scoffed, seizing him by the neck with one hand and hoisting him into the air with the other. He then uttered a single word, "Sunpo."

With that, he departed the world, retreating to Isobu's personal dimension.

"W-what the hell!?" Nappa weakly thrashed, his eyes wide with horror as he gazed around. Daiki sluggishly dragged him along, "Where in the blazes have you brought me, freak! Let me go before I rip your spine out and use it to choke you!"

"Ooh, frightening," Daiki sneered.

Yet, to the bald brute's astonishment, Daiki did precisely that. Releasing his grasp on Nappa's neck, he allowed him to fall back to his feet.

The colossal, bald giant immediately lunged, his meaty fist hurtling towards Daiki's face.

"Too slow," Daiki observed from behind Nappa as the man's fist sliced through the air where he had stood moments before.

He noted that Nappa's strength and speed had significantly diminished, with the vast majority of his ki depleted.

Intriguing.

This did not occur with chakra. Even when depleted of chakra, one's physical strength did not wane.

Daiki drove his knee into Nappa's spine. The bald Saiyan doubled over, folding at the waist. Spit flew from his mouth as he gagged in agony. "Hmm, the barrier protecting you is also significantly weaker now," the Hokage mused.

He had witnessed enough.

Ultimately, the situation wasn't overly complex.

Daiki pulled back, and Nappa tumbled, catching himself before whirling around. He struggled to catch his breath but was nonetheless snarling with fury, "I'll kill you..!" he bared his teeth and-

"Koatomatsukami," Daiki responded, his eyes swirling into the Mangekyo pattern, activating the enhanced hypnotic ability of his ocular powers.

Nappa fell silent, his arms dropping limply to his sides, his gaze fixed blankly ahead like a compliant lemming.

"There, behave yourself quietly like a good, bald lemming," Daiki snorted, tapping the man's cheek.

With Nappa now under hypnosis, Daiki proceeded towards the rock dome where his seal lay inscribed, ready for his use.

The large, bald fool followed listlessly behind him.

"While you utilize your seal, filter the ki you absorbed from him into the seal with me," Isobu instructed. "I will absorb it into my being and enhance the potency of my own power with it."

"Will do," Daiki nodded. With a mere thought, he drew upon the ki he had absorbed from Nappa and channeled it directly into the seal etched upon his chest.

Arriving at the rock dome just in time, he instructed Nappa to wait outside before entering himself and placing the Saiyan tail within the center of the sealing array.

Stepping back, he formed a single ram seal. "Kekkei Sōdatsu: Shinka no Akui - Fuin!" he proclaimed.

Bloodline Usurpation: Malice of Evolution!

The interior of the rocky dome blazed with a vibrant green light as his energy surged through it. Moments later, glowing, spiderweb-like seal patterns detached from the walls and converged around him.

They enveloped him, forming a luminous, verdant cocoon of pure power and transformation.

A gasp escaped Daiki's throat as he felt an opening occur at the base of his spine, and a furry tail began to form. He then let out a laugh, sensing the energy within his veins thicken and become many times denser.

Power flooded his being.

However, this felt different from the usual. He had undergone such transformations numerous times, growing accustomed to the sensation of evolving, becoming greater and more powerful.

But typically, it was a predominantly physical experience.

For the first time, the sheer density of the energy coursing through him overshadowed the strengthening of his muscles.

When the cocoon of energy finally dissipated and the light subsided, he found himself panting for breath, flexing and unflexing his fingers, clenching and unclenching his fists.

The energy radiating from within him was so palpable that he could barely suppress the urge to unleash it!

His chakra felt incredibly heavy and dense, as if a misstep could trigger the creation of a crater the size of a mountain.

"Status," Daiki thought.

His eyes widened in disbelief at the information that appeared before him.

Name: Daiki Yurei

Age: 14

Power Level: 12,613,488

Taijutsu: 370/500

Ninjutsu: 500/500

Genjutsu: 300/500

Bukijutsu: 300/500

Chakra Control: 440/500

Chakra Affinities:

Lightning - (Master): The Heavens Spark

Water - (Master): The Sea Parts Before You

Wind - (Master): The Gale Bows

Earth - (Master): The Earth Shakes

Fire - (Master): The Flames Of Creation