That Scene of Boundless Vitality, of All Things Surging Forward, Was Still Vivid Before His Eyes

Compiling a history was no simple task.

In the shinobi world, where chaos and conflict never ceased and each nation went its own way, compiling an objective, impartial general history that would gain widespread acceptance was no less difficult than an ordinary Kage-level fighter unifying the entire shinobi world.

First, vast amounts of manpower and resources were needed to collect, organize, and verify historical records scattered across different regions, clans, and shinobi villages.

Countless conflicts of interest, historical grudges, and political allegiances were involved. Achieving objectivity and impartiality was almost impossible.

Second, compiling a history was itself an undertaking that consumed enormous amounts of time and energy. Without a powerful nation and a stable environment to support it, it could never be completed.

Among the nations of the shinobi world, few could actually afford to produce a respectable history.

Moreover, most of those so-called histories were family chronicles handed down within individual clans, or "glorious histories" compiled by shinobi villages to promote themselves. They were deeply subjective and one-sided, with no claim to impartiality.

To compile a true history of this chaotic, war-torn world...

"That would take a great deal of effort."

Sasori spoke without any discernible emotion in his voice.

"And it might not even work."

He was testing Naruto's resolve and ability, while also questioning whether the proposal was feasible.

If Naruto had merely said it on a whim, or was making empty promises to recruit him...

Then he, Sasori of the Red Sands, would rather die or be sealed away than become someone else's tool.

Sasori of the Red Sands did not believe that having his name recorded in history truly fulfilled his pursuit of "eternity."

The eternity he sought was the eternal existence of the individual, an immortality that fixed life and beauty in physical form.