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Naruto: Infinite Reincarnation

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Yuu transmigrates into the Naruto world at the worst possible time: the eve of the Third Shinobi World War. Before he can even adjust, he awakens a Reincarnation Panel that allows him to reincarnate into different eras of the ninja world, live through them, and return with what he has earned. These are not dreams. They are full lives. He once descended into ancient history and built a golden age as the Daimyo of the Land of Ancestors, standing at the beginning of chakra’s legacy and becoming the father of the Sage of Six Paths. He later walked into the blood soaked Warring States Period, contending with Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha, guiding the Uchiha to the height of their power. And when the era demanded it, he took everything, including Konoha itself, and became Hokage by force and by will. Every reincarnation reveals another hidden layer of the world. Every era leaves another mark on his soul. Now, in the present, as the Third Shinobi World War approaches, Minamikawa Yuu is no longer a single man. He is the sum of countless legends. And all of it begins with his first throne: Daimyoof the Land of Ancestors.
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