Chapter 42.5- One Thousand Hands

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The Flying thunder god jutsu was a jutsu used in conjunction with the Hiriashin seal to travel to pre-marked locations at instantaneous speeds, I reminded myself again as I stared at gibberish. Gibberish was honestly being generous. One thing I had managed to find from days of looking through the old man’s notes was the thunder god jutsu was absolute bullshit. It should not have worked. Tobirama never came out and acknowledged this in his writings, but he did hint at pretty heavily. One of those hints was that he could not explain how the technique worked for the life of him. Sure, he knew what it did, but how it worked? Those were two different things.

Still, I was making progress. Extremely slow progress however. For the first time in my life, I was forced to use the shadow clone learning method. Yes, it meant I had to use medical ninjutsu to soothe the persistent headache from blending eight different sets of memories together, but I was also progressing almost eight times as fast. That meant I could get a year’s worth of progress in about forty-five days. Or over a week’s worth of progress in a day if you had to think about it like that.

So far, after two weeks in normal time, I had been able to figure out that the Hiriashin seal Granduncle Tobirama used had four components- one, an identification seal to allow him know which seal he was intending to jump to at any point in time. Two, a homing seal to allow him sense all the tags regardless of where they were in the multiverse. And I really did mean multiverse here. Flying thunder god was a space-time ninjutsu that didn’t work, as I’d thought by bending space between two points and allowing a person to jump between them, but by summoning oneself to the space between dimensions, and then jumping back out to the chosen seal. The third component was the summoning seal that made the teleportation possible. The fourth component was the thread that made it possible for all these seals to work together.

Even the notes I had from Grandmother Mito were nearly useless when it came to deciphering this mess. And I wasn’t going to be risking my life by trying to figure out the seal and experimenting with negative space until I had a full understanding of what exactly I was doing. And that was not all, I didn’t just have to figure out how the seals worked, but how to design my own. Looking at Granduncle Tobirama’s seals for so long made me certain that I couldn’t just learn the jutsu and go hopping around. The seals were designed to interface and work with only his specific chakra signature as the designer. If anyone else tried, well, either nothing happened, or everything happened.

“Come in” I called as I heard a knock on the door. I’d made sure to impress on everyone that I was experimenting with highly delicate and experimental seals so no one should have been disturbing me and I could have just ignored the call if I wanted to, but I was desperate for a distraction at this point.