Naruto had never forgotten everything he had experienced. The reason he had been able to endure so much cold violence during his childhood was not only because of his own character and Kotoamatsukami, but also because he had teachers like Jiraiya and Iruka to guide him.
Dark Naruto knew these people. They had been among the few lights in his dark life.
But even so, it could not stop the thoughts in his heart. Konoha's decay had become deeply entrenched. Even someone burdened with countless identities like himself could not escape it. This rotten Konoha needed a more thorough transformation.
People could never learn any lessons from history. No matter how noble and pure their initial intentions were, once things developed to a certain stage, a corrupt and bloated system would inevitably emerge. Konoha was like an ancient tree with an enormous root system. It had been founded upon the First Hokage's immense strength and prestige, then pruned and planned by the Second Hokage to ensure it could continue growing healthily.
But by the time of the Third Hokage's generation, their goals had changed somewhat. The rotten branches and leaves should have borne hardship in place of the new buds. They should have become kindling, supplying energy to the next generation's sprouts. But that was not what they did. Children went to war, they yielded before foreign invasions, and the older generation enjoyed the fruits of others' labor, allowing the village's backbone to place all the pressure on children.
They had ignored the Uchiha Clan Downfall Incident, compromised during the Hyuga Kidnapping Incident and caused Neji's father to die in place of his older brother, creating conflict between the Branch Family and Main Family. They had been far too indulgent toward the traitor Orochimaru, and they had tacitly permitted some