I became a God by fooling the kids in the naruto world

Chapter 2: Foundations of Faith

The world had become clearer to Philippe. Though still lacking a true form, his newfound abilities allowed him to perceive, communicate, and even manifest in an ethereal form. More importantly, he had gained his first believers—Madara Uchiha and Hashirama Senju, two boys who would one day shape the future of the shinobi world. Their belief had granted him Fate Points, fueling his ascent toward godhood.

But if Philippe wanted to grow stronger, he needed more than two believers. He needed a following—a foundation.

[New Mission: Gather Five Additional Believers]

Reward: 300 Fate Points

He exhaled, though he had no lungs to do so. "Five more believers, huh? This is going to take some effort."

A Test of Faith

Philippe's first step was figuring out how to attract believers. If he appeared to just anyone, they might mistake him for a spirit, a yokai, or worse—an enemy. He needed to be strategic.

He turned his focus back to Madara and Hashirama. The boys were growing, their meetings by the river becoming more frequent. Despite their clans' enmity, they had formed a tentative friendship, one that Philippe encouraged subtly through whispered wisdom.

But friendship alone wouldn't be enough to spread belief.

"I need a miracle."

Flipping through the system interface, he selected his Minor Miracle ability. A small-scale divine intervention—it could be used once before requiring more Fate Points to recharge.

He considered his options. What kind of miracle would inspire belief without causing chaos? It needed to be something that didn't disrupt the world's balance but also couldn't be ignored.

Then, he had an idea.

The Night of the Guiding Lights

That night, as the two boys met at their usual river spot, Philippe activated his ability. The sky, once littered with stars, grew brighter—an unnatural glow painting the heavens. Then, as if the stars themselves were responding to an unseen call, a dozen celestial lights streaked across the sky, forming intricate patterns.

Madara's breath hitched. "What is this?"

Hashirama's eyes widened in awe. "A celestial omen…"

Philippe allowed his ethereal form to manifest, his voice echoing softly. "It is a sign. A promise that the future can be different."

Madara and Hashirama turned toward his ghostly figure.

"Is this your doing?" Madara asked, his tone laced with disbelief.

Philippe nodded. "A small display of what belief can achieve. The world is filled with strife, but those who dare to dream can shape it."

Hashirama whispered, "You really are something beyond this world…"

Philippe smirked. "And yet, it is this world that shapes me. I am as real as the faith you place in me."

The boys, enthralled by the spectacle, had unknowingly solidified their belief even further. But Philippe's work wasn't done yet.

[Believer Count: 2 → 4]

Expanding the Faith

Philippe knew he needed to move beyond just two individuals. He had to find more people who would believe in him—not just because of miracles but because they longed for something greater.

His next targets? The overlooked. The nameless.

During his observations of the warring states, he had noticed a particular group of people: orphaned children left behind by battle, scavenging for food in burned-out villages. These were the ones without homes, without safety, without a future.

He decided to reach out to them.

The Whisper in the Shadows

In a ruined village on the outskirts of the conflict, a group of children huddled together, the cold biting at their frail forms. They whispered among themselves, speaking of fear, hunger, and the cruelty of war.

Philippe materialized before them in a soft glow, keeping his form faint enough to not incite panic.

"Children," he spoke gently.

The eldest, a girl no older than ten, grabbed a broken kunai. "Who's there?"

"A guide. A guardian of those who have lost their way."

The girl narrowed her eyes. "Lies."

Philippe smiled. "If I were lying, would I have led you to food?"

He gestured toward a hidden alcove within the ruins, where sacks of rice and dried meat were stored—supplies left behind by retreating warriors. The children gasped.

The girl, hesitant, took a step forward, before finally whispering, "Who… are you?"

"A friend. One who seeks to offer a future beyond suffering."

As the children fed on the food, tears streaming down their dirt-streaked faces, Philippe felt it.

[Believer Count: 4 → 7]

His faith was growing. His influence expanding.

And with it, his power.

A New Path Forward

With seven believers now devoted to him, Philippe felt another surge of Fate Points.

[Mission Complete: Gather Five Additional Believers]

[Reward: 300 Fate Points Granted]

[New Ability Unlocked: Divine Protection]

Description: Grants temporary resistance to harm for chosen believers.

He clenched his intangible fists. "This is only the beginning."

The shinobi world was vast, and the path to godhood was long. But Philippe had taken the first step toward building something far greater than himself.

For the first time since awakening in this world, he felt truly alive.