16 Huh, I'm your brother?

Yujiro had departed from Konohagakure, his sights set on the Land of Whirlpools and a chance to observe the Uzumaki clan. Hashirama had once remarked that with his long, luscious red hair, Yujiro might be easily mistaken for one of them.

This journey, however, was leisurely, free from the urgency of immediate encounters.

As he moved nimbly through the treetops, he detected an immense surge of chakra. It was a sensation that left him intrigued, his brows furrowing with curiosity.

The sheer volume of chakra was staggering, but what truly piqued his interest was the uncanny familiarity of it. It resonated eerily with his own chakra, setting off a subtle alarm in his senses.

A sly grin crossed his features as he increased his speed, hurtling through the forest towards the origin of this immense and oddly familiar chakra. The anticipation swelled within him as he thought,

'Whose chakra could this be?'

Yujiro's journey through the treetops continued, the dense canopy overhead casting intermittent shadows across his path. Each leap was a proof to his incredible agility, a quality honed over years of bloody battles and grueling martial training.

The forest's vibrant hues whirred past him, occasionally broken by streaks of sunlight that filtered through the thick foliage.

The chakra source was still far from sight, but its presence continued to tantalize his senses. It was like a haunting echo of his own power, a subtle resonance that stirred his curiosity.

Yujiro couldn't help but wonder if there was a formidable opponent awaiting him, someone who might offer a challenge befitting his immense strength.

With every bound, his anticipation grew. He could feel the excitement bubbling within him, a rare sensation for a man who had rarely encountered anyone capable of pushing his limits.

The thrill of the unknown spurred him forward, driving him to uncover the identity behind this intriguing chakra signature.

Finally, after a series of rapid movements that seemed almost effortless, he arrived at the base of a colossal mountain. Its towering cliffs were adorned with layers of ancient trees, their branches interweaving in a natural tapestry that reached high into the heavens.

A wry smile played upon Yujiro's lips as he tilted his head back, gazing up at the towering giants around him. He muttered to himself.

"Shall we have a look?"

His voice resonated with a tinge of excitement, his steps carrying him deeper into the heart of the forest and closer to the enigmatic source of chakra. The forest floor gave way to a steep ascent, and Yujiro welcomed the challenge it presented.

As Yujiro ventured deeper into the mountainous forest, he found himself surrounded by the lush, towering trees that seemed to reach for the heavens. Their colossal trunks were marked with the wisdom of centuries, each ring a testament to the passage of time.

The air was thick with the scent of earth and foliage, a fragrance that enveloped him like a comforting embrace.

The further he ventured into this verdant sanctuary, the more vivid and vibrant the scenery became. Shades of green painted the landscape, from the deepest emerald to the brightest jade, creating a mesmerizing mosaic of nature's beauty.

Sunlight filtered through the dense canopy above, casting dappled patterns on the forest floor.

Amidst the towering trees and beneath the vast canopy, Yujiro couldn't help but encounter the denizens of this ancient woodland. Small creatures darted among the underbrush, their movements quick and agile.

Squirrels leaped from branch to branch, their fluffy tails trailing behind them like banners of enthusiasm. Birds with vibrant plumage fluttered above, their songs filling the air with joyful melodies.

But as Yujiro pressed on toward the source of the mysterious chakra, he soon encountered creatures of a different kind—chakra beasts. These formidable beings, endowed with an aura of power, moved with an air of authority within their domain.

From his conversations with Madara, Yujiro had gleaned knowledge of the folklore surrounding these enigmatic creatures.

In the days of the Sage of Six Paths, these chakra beasts had posed a significant threat to human settlements. Their relentless attacks had resulted in immense devastation, leaving communities in ruins.

Recognizing the peril posed by these beasts, the Sage had embarked on a journey of discovery, learning to harness chakra in a way akin to the creatures themselves.

One of the most pivotal moments in history occurred when the Sage sealed the Ten-Tails, the most powerful chakra beast, within himself. This act of self-sacrifice had prevented further catastrophe and marked the birth of the tailed beasts.

With the Ten-Tails subdued, the Sage had managed to repel the other chakra beasts for a time, bringing a fragile peace to the world.

However, on his deathbed, the Sage had harbored deep concerns. He feared that the return of the Ten-Tails' chakra to the world would serve as a beacon, drawing the chakra beasts back to human civilization.

In his wisdom, the Sage had devised a plan to thwart this impending calamity.

He had divided the Ten-Tails' chakra into nine distinct portions, each containing a fraction of the creature's immense power.

These chakra entities, known as the tailed beasts, were scattered across the world, each sealed within a host. The Sage's intricate sealing technique ensured that the physical body of the Ten-Tails remained imprisoned.

As Yujiro delved deeper into the forest, he couldn't help but wonder if the source of the mysterious chakra he sensed might be connected to one of these legendary tailed beasts. His steps were guided by a potent mix of curiosity and exhilaration, for he had always thrived on challenges that tested his strength and prowess.

In his past world, he always on a journey to find more powerful beast as there was no human that can fight with his immense strength. He had fought with multiple apex animal species that grew exponentially bigger than their brethren such as lion, polar bear and elephant.

With each stride, he grew closer to uncovering the truth behind this enigma. The forest whispered secrets in the rustling of leaves, the calls of unseen creatures, and the gentle sway of branches.

Yujiro's senses were keenly attuned to his surroundings, and he moved with an air of confidence, fully aware that he was treading on the edge of the unknown.

As he continued his journey, the forest's beauty and mystery continued to unfold around him. His overbearing gait and unyielding arrogance were like a banner that announced his presence, a declaration to the very heart of the wilderness that he was a force to be reckoned with.

And so, he pressed onward, his heart filled with anticipation and the promise of a formidable encounter that lay ahead.

...

Yujiro's steps through the forest were marked by an unparalleled confidence. He navigated the verdant wilderness with the grace and precision of a seasoned warrior, leaping from one tree branch to another with astonishing ease.

The dense foliage and ancient trees bore witness to his passage, their towering forms serving as silent sentinels in this untouched realm of nature.

Minutes passed as he pressed onward, his senses attuned to the pulsating chakra that drew him deeper into the forest. With every heartbeat, the anticipation within him swelled, a fire of excitement burning bright within his chest.

It wasn't every day that he had the opportunity to confront a formidable adversary, and the prospect filled him with exhilaration.

For Yujiro, the thrill of combat was unlike any other. He had faced countless opponents in his lifetime, each battle pushing the limits of his strength and skill.

Yet, it was encounters with beings of great power and prowess that truly stirred his blood. Such battles were tests of his own might, opportunities to surpass his own limits, and the chance to evolve into an even more formidable warrior.

As he ventured deeper into the forest, his grin widened with each passing moment. He knew that he was drawing closer to his destination, the source of the chakra that had beckoned him.

To Yujiro, there was an undeniable allure in confronting beings that were inherently stronger than humans. While he had faced human adversaries aplenty, the battles against formidable creatures held a unique appeal.

They demanded more from him, pushing his muscles and instincts to their very limits. Each encounter was an opportunity for profound growth, a chance to evolve his muscles to new heights.

And then, as if guided by destiny, he found it—a massive cave hidden amidst the towering trees. This was the epicenter of the chakra that had drawn him ever closer.

The thrill coursed through him, his heart pounding with the anticipation of the battle to come.

Without hesitation, he strode into the cave, his steps echoing in the cavernous darkness. The dimly lit interior hinted at the passage of time, the walls bearing the markings of countless years.

It was the lair of a tailed beast, a creature of immense power and mythic proportions.

And there, in the heart of the cavern, he saw it—the majestic form of a fox with nine magnificent tails, its slumber accompanied by deafening snores. The Kyuubi, the Nine-Tails, lay in repose, its colossal presence filling the cave with an aura of unmatched might.

Yujiro's crimson chakra flared to life, bathing him in an eerie glow as he summoned the power of his bloodline. His eyes radiated with a fierce determination, and a newfound resolve coursed through his veins.

He was prepared to engage this legendary tailed beast in combat, to test his strength against a force of nature.

With a swift and decisive motion, he unleashed a devastating axe kick, aimed squarely at the Kyuubi's head. The impact reverberated through the cave, a thunderous declaration of his presence.

The Nine-Tails stirred, its eyes slowly opening to reveal an otherworldly gaze.

"You really know how to sleep, don't you?"

Yujiro declared, his voice laced with a mix of arrogance and admiration. He had awoken the beast, and the battle that would follow promised to be nothing short of legendary.

Or so he thought.

The Kyuubi's awakening was nothing short of cataclysmic. A roar erupted from the depths of the colossal beast, a sound that transcended the boundaries of mere chakra.

It was a roar that reverberated through the very mountains themselves, shaking the ancient forest to its core. The Kyuubi, who had slumbered soundly without a care for the world, was now terribly irritated.

As the echoes of its mighty roar faded, the Kyuubi's piercing crimson eyes fixed upon the intruder—Yujiro, the puny being who had dared to disturb its peaceful slumber.

The tailed beast regarded Yujiro with a mixture of incredulity and annoyance, its immense form towering above the intruder.

In a voice that resounded within the cavern, the Kyuubi bellowed, demanding to know who had disrupted its rest. It admonished Yujiro with a question.

"How dare someone disturb me, and don't you have any manners?"

Yujiro, though taken aback by the beast's sudden ability to converse in human language, couldn't help but scoff at the absurdity of the situation.

"Who in the seven worlds ever heard of a beast that can talk?"

He retorted, his arrogance undiminished.

The Kyuubi, its immense snout curled in a sneer, responded with a hint of condescension.

"Such a rudimentary language, and you humans think it's a feat," it chided.

"I learned your tongue in less than an hour. Hmph!"

A palpable silence settled over the cave, broken only by the distant echoes of the Kyuubi's roar. Yujiro couldn't help but feel a twinge of surrealism.

Here he stood, conversing with a tailed beast of immense power, in a language both common and extraordinary.

Rubbing his head in bewilderment, Yujiro grappled with the peculiarity of the situation. He marveled at the fact that he had not only managed to rouse the legendary Kyuubi but had also engaged it in conversation.

It was a bizarre encounter, to say the least, one that left him grappling with a flurry of thoughts.

The Kyuubi, its demeanor shifting from irritation to intrigue, regarded Yujiro with a hint of curiosity.

"What brings you to my domain, little human?"

Yujiro's arrogance surged within him, refusing to be overshadowed by the awe-inspiring presence of the tailed beast. He stepped forward, his demeanor unyielding.

"I seek to test my strength against a worthy opponent."

He declared boldly, his words laced with an unmistakable challenge.

"And it seems I've found one."

The Kyuubi's mirthless chuckle reverberated through the cavern.

"You humans are a curious breed."

It remarked, acknowledging Yujiro's audacity.

"Very well, little warrior. If you seek to test your strength, then prepare yourself.

For I am the Kyuubi, the most formidable of the tailed beasts."

With that, the ancient creature began to stir, its nine majestic tails unfurling like colossal serpents. The cavern's atmosphere grew tense, charged with an undeniable anticipation. 

As Yujiro braced himself for the imminent battle, ready to unleash his chakra and summon his demon silhouette, he couldn't help but anticipate the thrilling fight ahead.

However, instead of the anticipated attack, Kyuubi wore a perplexed expression, furrowing its brows, and asked in a bewildered tone.

"Are you one of my brothers?"

Yujiro, who had been gearing up for battle, found himself equally confused and responded.

"Huh?"