SON OF HASIRAMA-SENJU

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.Arata, what's your idea? How do you want to live your life? — asked a man wearing armor.

 He had a large scroll beside him, two swords on his back, and a white ribbon on his forehead with the Senju clan symbol on it. Next to him was a child who looked similar to him.

This man was Senju Hashirama, and he was asking his son, Arata Senju.

"Dad, my thinking is the same. I don't have any big dreams. I just want to live, eat, drink, play, and sleep every day. Live comfortably. Just like I'm doing now. I mean, I'm only four, right? No, wait, not four... I forgot. I'm just young, right?"

The child was dressed similarly to the man. He wore a white robe with various marks on the back. He looked at Hashirama with a smile.

This child was Senju Arata. But actually, he was from another world—our world, a normal world. He had died while browsing, you know... certain H-manga. And then, somehow, he woke up in this world. He had taken the body of Hashirama's son and was now living in this dangerous ninja world.

Hashirama looked disappointed.

"Didn't you say you wanted to become strong and help me achieve my dream?" he asked with some doubt.

Arata always used to say, Father, I want to be strong like you and help you bring peace to the world. But back then, Hashirama didn't take it seriously because Arata was just a kid. Still, as a father, he wanted his son to at least think like him, to be kind.

"But Dad, you're already strong enough," Arata said. "As long as you're alive, no one in this whole ninja world is on your level. I hate war, so I know you'll end it soon. Then everyone will live peacefully."

Arata knew the truth, but he didn't want to interfere in this war. He didn't want to die. This ninja world was different from reality. Here, you could die at any time. Even your own friends might betray you for money or pleasure.

Hashirama sighed.

"You're already ten years old now. Even though I am powerful, I can't always be by your side to protect you. You have to improve and train yourself as soon as possible," he said firmly.

As Hashirama continued, he looked at his son, Arata Senju.

"Son, it is difficult to get world peace. But I, Hashirama Senju, will Try my hardest to give you a good life and fulfill your needs," he said with a smile. Then, he patted Arata's head.

Hashirama had lived for a long time in a world where death could come anytime, anywhere. He had lost one brother, then another. Now, only his second brother, Tobirama, was left. The loss of his family made him swear that one day he would end this war and chaos that had lasted for so long.

Now, he had a wife and a son, Arata. He also needed to protect the Senju clan. A peaceful and stable world was even more important to him now. This was the best choice he could make.

Arata looked at his father and said, "I know that I'm not someone who can, you know, be killed easily. I'm only 10 years old, but ordinary ninjas can't harm me. Maybe only the Uchiha can, but not the other clans who don't have any Kekkei Genkai. I'm at least that strong."

He smiled. He was proud to be the son of the future Hokage. After all, his father would become the God of Shinobi in the future.

Hashirama raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Really? Then I'm going to see how strong you are, son. If something happens and we're at war, I need to know if you can survive an attack."

Arata's smile twitched.

"I'm not stupid, Dad. You'll fight me, but you won't hold back like you do against real enemies. I know. I've been through this before," he said.

Arata knew his father never held back in training. He had been beaten many times before. His father was kind, but when it came to protecting his family, he was scarier than anyone—even Madara. Hashirama loved his family deeply, more than anyone else.

Three years ago, Arata had foolishly said, "Dad, I want to fight you!"

He was only seven at the time.

The result was obvious.

Hashirama had accepted, not just to fight, but to teach Arata how the real ninja world worked. He wanted Arata to understand his current strength and what it meant to survive in this world. That was how Hashirama chose to teach his son.

Flashback

"Dad, are you ready? Father, are you ready?" said Arata Senju.

"Indeed, I am," Hashirama replied.

Suddenly, he saw Arata appear right in front of him. Seeing his son's speed, Hashirama was slightly shocked. After all, Arata was only seven years old.

But Hashirama had already sensed where his son was.

Arata looked around, trying to find his father, but he couldn't see him anywhere.

Where did he go?

Just as he was searching, Hashirama masked his chakra. At that moment, a wooden fist suddenly appeared above Arata's head—

Bonk!

"Ow!" Arata screamed, covering his head.

A big bump appeared on his head as he looked up and saw his father standing there.

Since that day, he never challenged his father again. He knew Hashirama had held back, but still, just one chakra-enhanced punch had knocked him out.

Not just that—he was unconscious for five days.

Before, Arata used to think that controlling chakra was easy, and becoming a ninja was even easier.

But now, after seeing a real ninja's strength…

He was scared for a while.

Flashback ends.

As Senju Arata heard his father say he wanted to see his strength and growth in these three years, only one thought came to his mind—

Run!

Seeing his son run away, Hashirama sighed and smiled.

Watching Arata disappear into the distance, Hashirama shook his head, smiling bitterly. Then, he turned and looked at the trees outside, standing there alone.

Meanwhile, Arata ran as fast as he could, thinking, If I get caught in the name of training and testing my strength, I'll be beaten by my father again!

I don't want that! A bonk and then unconscious for five days again? No way!

As soon as Arata reached his room, he let out a deep sigh, relieved. He sat down, exhaling slowly.

"It's been ten years since I came here," he muttered to himself. "And if I remember correctly, Konoha should be created in a few years... I guess."

But something didn't make sense.

In OG Naruto, Senju Hashirama's son was never mentioned.

Not once.

He never appeared, nobody ever talked about him. The only time he was barely hinted at was when Tsunade said her father's strength was equal to her second grandpa. After that? Nothing.

Then where did he go?

Someone this powerful, someone with the ability to kill… just disappeared?

Was it Danzo?

Or was it some plan by Hiruzen Sarutobi?,Or Jigen....?

I guess I have a potential enemy in the future… someone waiting to take my life.

Arata lay on his bed, thinking deeply about the Naruto anime.

In that world, he was never mentioned. He didn't exist.

But here, he did.

He had the genes of the Uzumaki clan from his mother, Mito Uzumaki, and the Senju blood from his father, Hashirama Senju.

On top of that, his father was the reincarnation of Asura Otsutsuki.

That meant his strength should be insane—maybe even stronger than Boruto.

No, not maybe. Definitely.

After all, he was 50% Uzumaki and 50% Senju.

His chakra reserves were tremendous, unlike Boruto, who had only a fraction of Otsutsuki power in Begining . If he awakened his full potential, his chakra would be unbelievably huge.

With His massive chakra from both the Uzumaki and Senju clans, his reserves would be at least equal to five Tailed Beasts.

Maybe even more.

Possibly at the level of Gyūki, the Eight-Tails when he will reach his Peak maybe More.

But in the OG Naruto world… this person—himself—was never mentioned.

Even Kabuto, who reanimated so many dead shinobi during the war, never summoned him.

Then what happened to me in OG time?

Arata frowned, thinking deeply.