What does it an to destroy a world?
Nawaki had pondered this question before—and eventually arrived at an answer: destroy the "Source of Fate," and the world would collapse on its own.
In the context of fictional worlds, the so-called "Source of Fate" refers to core elents tied to the main storyline—setting, plot, and fate-bound characters.
Take the Naruto world, for example.
If one were to eliminate all shinobi and destroy all records related to shinobi civilization, there would be no need to blow up the planet. The world itself would collapse, disintegrating into fragnts among the infinite realms.
Naturally, during the process of exterminating the Source of Fate, that force would instinctively fight back.
For instance, it might generate several "Children of Fate" who gain power through seemingly endless hacks—suddenly awakening, evolving, or "powering up" rapidly—to prevent their world's destruction.
On another tiline, Kaguya Ōtsutsuki was defeated precisely because Naruto and Sasuke kept getting absurd power-ups…
The reason one could gain points from destroying a world was exactly this: when the Source of Fate is shattered, the scattered threads of fate are harvested by the Lord God System.
Compared to conquering a world, destroying one is like killing the goose that lays golden eggs.
You get a massive point haul in the short term—but at the cost of future dominion and inco.
If it weren't for the fact that this target world was weak and yielded very few points, Nawaki would never have chosen such an extravagant route.
After all, his ultimate goal was for every world to beco his personal colony.
Still, having such a curious mind as a Lord God could be quite a headache.
This ti, the Ascension Mission given to Madara was tied to that sa goal.
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Under the Azure Sky...
Madara opened his eyes.
Out of habit, he scanned his surroundings. Perhaps it was instinct ingrained in all Reincarnators—to always assess the terrain first upon arrival.
After a brief look, he realized he was standing atop a fifty-ter-high wall. It extended endlessly in both directions.
The wall was outfitted with large, cannon-like artillery.
He stepped forward to the edge of the wall and looked out over the orderly rows of buildings in the city below.
Wearing crimson armor and carrying his Gunbai, his long hair fluttered gently in the breeze.
He was reminded of how Hashirama once used Wood Style to build towering walls for the Konoha—this felt remarkably similar.
"So this is the world tied to the Ascension Mission?"
Recalling what the Lord God had said, a glimr of excitent sparked in Madara's eyes.
An Ascension Mission… with drastically increased difficulty.
What sort of enemies would he encounter this ti?
At that mont, a translucent system screen appeared before his eyes, displaying lines of text:
[Current World: Titans]
[107 years ago, a certain nation teetered on the brink of extinction. In desperation, its rulers developed a powerful bioweapon: Titan Serum.]
Those who injected the serum transford into gigantic beings—Titans—with imnse strength, near-invulnerability, and terrifying destructive power.
But soon, the Titans slipped out of control.
Fleeing their doom, the royal family escaped overseas with their people to another continent. Yet the Titans pursued them across the sea.
To defend themselves, humanity built three massive concentric walls out of Titans themselves—and lived in fragile peace for over a century.
[Main Mission: Destroy the Titan World]
[Objective: Kill all Titans and destroy all research related to Titan Serum.]
[Ti Limit: 7 days]
[Reward: 10,000 points 1 Reincarnation Talisman]
[Note: Spend points to activate radar function and track targets on the map.]
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"Ending an entire world, huh? Interesting…"
Madara grinned, a wild, eager light in his eyes.
Just from the Lord God's brief description, he could already sense the rot festering beneath this world's surface.
War…
Slaughter…
Human experintation…
Cowardice…
Delusions…
A miserable existence, caged like beasts in a prison of their own making.
If that's the case, then he would be the one to end all of it.
He spent a few points to activate the radar system and casually scanned his surroundings.
Inside the wall beneath his feet, rows of fifty-ter-high Titans stood in eerie formation.
Yet according to the Lord God's power rankings, these Titans were only rated Class B.
That was disappointing.
Too weak. Laughably weak.
Raising his right hand, Madara gathered Wood Style chakra into his palm, forming a small wooden hourglass.
With his left hand, he activated the power of the Rinnegan, tearing out a chunk of the wall and effortlessly grinding it into dust.
As the stone powder fell, the hourglass rapidly took shape.
"Seven days? I only need three… Let the countdown begin."
He ford the Ram seal with both hands.
Behind him, streams of fluid-like wood separated from his body, quickly landing on the wall and transforming into identical clones.
Wood Style: Multi Wood Clone Jutsu
In one burst, Madara created twenty clones, each one radiating the sa aura—and sharing the Rinnegan.
Whoosh!
Without a word, the clones vanished in all directions.
To Madara, the only real difficulty of this mission was the ti constraint. Killing all Titans in three days wouldn't be easy.
But that's what made it fun, wasn't it?
He pushed off with one foot, leaping from the fifty-ter wall and landing gracefully on a rooftop.
His silhouette blurred, vanishing across the cityscape in a black flash.
First things first—locate the royal family and burn all Titan research to ashes.
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Suddenly, from the location where he had stood monts ago—
BOOM!
A deafening shockwave ripped through the air.
Panicked screams echoed from the civilians below as a towering, blue, four-ard giant descended from the sky, crushing a swath of houses beneath its feet.
Without pause, the blue behemoth raised a chakra-forged blade and slashed at the wall with overwhelming force.
Susanoo: Twin Blade Dance!
Though it stood only about twenty ters tall, the sword's chakra slashes extended nearly a hundred ters in every direction.
In a single swing, it cleaved through Wall Maria, slicing open a massive gap that sent debris raining down.
The stunned crowd watched in horror.
Inside the wall's gaping wound…
Countless Titan bodies were exposed, tightly packed within.
The mighty Wall Maria—revered for over a century—was nothing but a shell made of Titans.
The people's sacred symbol…
Was built on a foundation of monsters.
What a cruel joke.
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