He would not allow anyone to harm the peace of the Ninja World by any means!
No matter how powerful they were, no matter who they were!
If profaning life could help them win this inevitable war involving the entire Ninja World and prevent more lives from being lost in battle,
he would not hesitate to use any means necessary!
Hashirama Senju was that kind of person. He always had been.
Thirty years would ordinarily be an extremely long time, but for the current Ninja World, it was far too short. How could they possibly catch up in such a short time to an Empire that had long since unified the entire Ninja World and whose development had continued for who knew how many years?
It was practically impossible.
If absolute one hundred percent did not exist in this world, Hashirama Senju would have even removed the word "practically"!
But they had no other choice, because they were the weak ones!
The weak were not qualified to fight for peace. They could only pray—pray that the strong would bestow mercy upon them and grant them a brief peace.
Therefore, he had to become strong!
He did not know how Madara Uchiha from the other world had acquired such terrifying power, power that even vastly surpassed theirs after they had truly entered the Six Paths Realm.
It had only been a Shadow Clone, yet even with everything they had, they could not defeat it head-on. They had needed a sneak attack just to barely Seal it.
It was hard to imagine just how powerful he had become.
The memory fragments from the Transmigrator that Hashirama Senju possessed recorded part of this world's future, along with many secrets he had never known.
For instance, Asura and Indra; the Uchiha Clan's stone tablet;