Recruiting Tobirama! Trampling a Millennia-Old Blood Feud Underfoot

This time, even Tobirama was completely speechless.

A lifespan of several thousand years.

It was enough for Lumen to set the rules with his own hands and watch dozens of generations be born, grow up, grow old, and die.

The dynasties of the Five Great Countries might rise and fall.

The Kage of the major shinobi villages might be replaced hundreds of times.

Yet Lumen would still sit at the highest position.

Strength, influence, a cultivation system, and an almost endless lifespan.

Tobirama had no choice but to admit that this seemingly insane plan to become a god actually had a chance of succeeding.

Hashirama, however, slowly shook his head.

"Even if you can live for thousands of years, even if the Uchiha can continuously produce powerful individuals, I still cannot agree."

"Ascending to godhood through force and making the entire Shinobi World submit will only create more resistance."

"People may submit on the surface, but the hatred in their hearts will not disappear."

"War may temporarily cease, but countless people will gather strength in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to overthrow you."

"You suppress one generation, and the next will still resist."

"You kill one batch of rebels, and their children will carry new hatred."

"That kind of peace is not peace at all."

Hashirama looked at Lumen, his voice growing firmer.

"Only mutual understanding between people can truly let hatred go."

"Love and bonds can transcend shinobi clans and nations alike."

"This path is slow and difficult, and may even require the efforts of several generations, perhaps dozens."

"But only sincere acceptance from the heart can bring truly lasting peace."

After hearing him out, Lumen's gaze remained utterly calm.

"Love and bonds?"

"Hashirama Senju, the Shinobi World has already spent a thousand years of war proving just