In Konoha’s largest conference room, all of Konoha’s top shinobi, clan leaders, and elite mbers were gathered.
This ti, every qualified ninja was present, including those elite shinobi who had previously been stationed at the borders.
Konoha no longer needed border defenses.
With the conclusion of this war, the entire world was now under Konoha’s control. There were no longer any enemies. With the entire world unified under Konoha, what need was there for border security?
In the conference room, Hui sat in the Hokage’s chair, his gaze sweeping across the room.
Senju Tobirama, Senju Nawaki, Hatake Sakumo, Sarutobi Hiruzen, Orochimaru, Tsunade, Jiraiya, Uchiha Fugaku…
His eyes passed over every individual present.
The elites of Konoha all turned their attention to him, awaiting his words.
Excitent and anticipation filled the eyes of everyone in the room.
They all understood the gravity of this eting as it would determine the future of the world.
To be part of such a monuntal occasion was an honor and a source of imnse pride.
After surveying the room, Hui spoke.
“With the conclusion of this war, the entire world is entering a new era.
“An era we have created!
“From this day forward, everyone in this world will finally attain the peace they’ve long dread of. They will have better lives and a brighter future.
“And this has always been the dream of everyone present here.
“Now, that dream is about to beco a reality.”
Hearing this, the excitent on everyone’s faces intensified. Pride swelled in their expressions, not just for themselves but for Konoha and for this new era.
Although many felt their individual contributions during the war were minor, they had participated in the war and stood on the side of victory.
That in itself was an honor, a source of pride.
Hui’s voice cut through their thoughts again.
“The war is over, and the world is at peace.
“But we cannot grow complacent. There is still much to be done.
“The past of this world cannot be changed, but its future lies in the hands of everyone here.
“I believe countless people around the world are anxiously awaiting our decisions, nervously anticipating the future we will create for them.
“Today, the the of this eting is… the future of the world!”
As his words settled, a solemn atmosphere descended upon the room. Everyone felt the imnse sense of mission and responsibility.
As Hui had said, the future of the entire world now rested in their hands.
“Now, let us begin with today’s first topic: naming this new era.
“Just as there were the Mythological Era, the Warring States Era, and the Shinobi Village Era, this new era needs a na. A na that will symbolize the end of the old world and the beginning of a new life and a new future for everyone.”
Hui’s words made the room co alive with excitent.
To be part of naming an era was a privilege that could inspire pride for a lifeti.
“Since we’re Konoha, how about calling it the… Konoha Era?”
Soone hesitantly suggested. Many eyes lit up, the na wasn’t…bad?
Once the first person spoke, others followed eagerly.
“How about the Radiant Emperor Era? I think–”
Nawaki’s eyes sparkled with excitent. If this era was called the Radiant Emperor Era, then surely the next would be the Tree Emperor Era under him.
“Shut up!”
Before he could finish, Tobirama cut him off sternly.
What might have been tolerated as playful banter under normal circumstances was wholly inappropriate in such a solemn eting.
Nawaki pouted but reluctantly fell silent.
There were only three people in all of Konoha he feared: Hui, Tsunade, and Tobirama.
“What about calling it the Shinobi Era?”
Soone else quickly voiced their opinion, eager to get their suggestion out before anyone else.
“No, no! I think we should call it the One Village Era!”
“How about the Hokage Era? After all, this is the era of the Third Hokage!”
“That’s a great idea!”
Though it seed like flattery, the suggestion gained significant support.
However, it was imdiately t with dissent.
“Calling it the Konoha Era or the Hokage Era doesn’t capture the true essence of this new era.
“The Mythological Era was so nad because it was seen as mythical by future generations. The Warring States Era reflected the chaotic battles among countless nations. The Shinobi Village Era was nad for the establishnt of shinobi villages by the First Hokage and his contemporaries.
“This new era needs a na that embodies its unique significance.”
The nas of those three previous eras all clearly reflected the nature of their tis.
“Considering the current state of the world, I think calling it the ‘Era of Great Unification’ might be more appropriate!”
It was Sakumo who spoke, his suggestion causing the room to fall silent montarily before faces lit up with approval.
“Not bad, not bad! That na works!”
“Era of Great Unification, huh? It truly captures the essence of this era!”
“One village, one nation. An unprecedented unification. The Era of Great Unification! It fits perfectly!”
“Great Unification…”
Hui’s lips curled into a faint smile. His thoughts drifted to a similar era in his past life, a ti rembered for its spirit of consolidation and strength.
The emperor who established that Great Unification era was rembered by later generations as The First Emperor, a figure revered through the ages.
For Hui, this na carried a strange and profound resonance.
He nodded, clearly satisfied with Sakumo’s suggestion.
“Does anyone have any objections to Sakumo’s proposal?” Hui asked, though his tone left little doubt. If no one raised any objections, the na of this new era would be decided.
“No objections!”
“No objections!”
“No objections!”
One by one, the people present voiced their agreent. None could think of a na that better encapsulated the era’s defining characteristic, so the consensus was unanimous.
Internally, though, many couldn’t help but feel envious.
After all, to na an entire era was to etch one’s contribution into history.
Both the na and the eting where it was decided would be recorded in the annals of ti, and Sakumo, the one who proposed the na, would be rembered forever.
Such a thing was impossible not to envy.
Of course, Hui wasn’t envious in the least.
After all, this era was his creation.
For future generations, any ntion of this era would inevitably lead back to him.
Not that such recognition mattered to Hui.
Establishing a new era was indeed aningful, but in his eyes, this era was still small in scope.
“Since there are no objections, this era shall officially be nad the Era of Great Unification,” Hui declared, finalizing the decision.
Although, in his mind, he thought to himself: This era might not last very long.
In a few decades at most, this world would inevitably transition into a new era, an era of the stars.
Or, more accurately, the Era of the Cosmos.
That era would be defined by clashes between the people of this planet, the Ōtsutsuki clan, and other races across the universe, a boundless, awe-inspiring era.
Of course, the Era of the Cosmos was still far off, at least twenty to thirty years away.
For now, it was the Era of Great Unification.
And so, with Hui’s final word, the world officially entered its fourth era, following the Mythological Era, the Warring States Era, and the Shinobi Village Era.
The Era of Great Unification!
“Now, let’s move on to the second topic of this eting: the arrangent of the other nations and villages in this world,” Hui announced.
The excitent that had filled the room just monts earlier quickly dissipated, replaced by a heavy silence.
The arrangent of the world’s remaining countries and shinobi villages was no small matter.
“At present, the world, including the Land of Fire, comprises fifty-one nations and forty shinobi villages.
“The question before us is not rely how to handle these nations and villages but how to govern them.”
Hui’s tone grew serious as he spoke.
This was a matter that would determine the future of the entire world.
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