Naruto of the Paths
Author's Start: So, sorry for essentially being dead for so long. Life got busy after I hit a road block with Naruto the Reborn. Life hasn't been easy lately, and it's getting hard. I'd be lying if I said I haven't seriously considered blowing my brains out. Oddly enough, it isn't the thought that people would miss me that's kept me alive. It's the knowledge that life will only get harder. That, and I know that if I haven't managed to kill myself yet, life stands no chance. I'm far better at killing things than life could ever be. I did it all throughout my childhood. Now, onto the reasons why this particular story was delayed.
On January 4th of 2016, I was in a car accident that occurred as a result of me losing control of the car on a hill on snow. On a side note, fuck snow. I totaled the car, but came out relatively unharmed. For my troubles, all I had was a concussion, which still affects me now and then due to how I deal with literally any trauma, and whiplash. The whiplash may not have come solely from the car accident. The car had rolled three times, for those wondering, and yes, I did stay conscious through it all. I surprised the fuck out of the cop and the paramedics. Evidently, they encounter few people involved in car crashes that actually know how to move and react to rapidly and drastically changing conditions.
My girlfriend had been ignoring me for about a week due to drama with her family prior to the accident, but had immediately spent the day with me, forcing me to go to the hospital(even though I really didn't want to), before promptly ignoring me again. She talked to me again for the first time in nearly two weeks from that time, so my day is a little bit better.
I am currently sick, something along the lines of sodium poisoning. It's not serious, and I'll recover in full within a couple days. It just really fucking hurts and is leaving me in a state where I can't sleep. I haven't actually slept in about thirty-five hours now. How am I spelling so well? Meh, fuck it.
The future looks grim for me, as I no longer have a job and must wait on the company to decide whether or not they want to hire me again before I go looking for another job. I'm down to roughly $100 in my account for use, but most, if not all of that, will be wiped out soon. Due to the accident, I got a $150 ticket(to fast for conditions, which was correct). I intend to fight it somewhat, try to get it reduced by at least half, but my luck may not hold out. It hasn't all month.
I'm highly depressed, and I can feel myself breaking down. As a result, I'm in no condition to be writing at all, and will instead be leaving you all with a sort of teaser; a brief overview of what I hope this story to be, and maybe a prologue of some sort.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. If I did, life wouldn't be so fucked right now and I would be japanese, and therefor asian. I am not asian. I wish I was. I am not. Fuck life.
Essentially, as you could guess from the title, this is a Naruto Rinnegan story. However, it has a twist. Naruto's Rinnegan is different from the rest. It's not the same coloring for one, and it has some abilities that the normal Rinnegan does not. Perhaps, had the Juubi been free, these eyes would not have come to be upon the world, but that is not the case. Shinrabanshougan is the actual name for the doujutsu, but most of the time it'll be referred to as the Rinnegan. Use freedict for the translation(leave off the gan).
Naruto will not be immediately powerful, and most grow into the role over time, like an actual fucking story. He will gain allies, and lose some. I'm shit at romance(part of the reason my girlfriend tends to go for long periods of time ignoring me, I'm sure).
AAAANNNNND I'm tipsy. Shit. More beer, that'll fix it.
Some of the other characters will also have abilities not shown in canon, though I haven't decided yet what they are. Overall though, the world will be a bit more serious, and realistic.
Long ago, there was a man that saw the world with eyes that could not be fooled by any veil. He looked at the world passively, with no emotion. But one day, in a single night, that changed. He had seen the acts of a nation so depraved that he was driven to rage. Soon, the world caught ablaze. The gods tried, and failed to stop him. One by one, they fell. Until there was but one left, the World Tree. The Shinju. It faced the man on a desolate, ruined field of jagged and cold rock. It stared at him, and he stared back. His eyes, ringed with light but filled with darkness, could see exactly what the Shinju was. He knew he was facing no mere god, and no mere World Tree.
The Juubi, in turn, could see the truth of the man that stood before it. A man not driven by rage, but instead driven by knowledge. By the knowledge of the world's darkness. A man consumed by that knowledge. Instead of fighting, like the other gods had done, the Juubi merely spoke, and then sat and listened.
When all had been laid bare, the Juubi made a deal with the man. He would allow the Juubi to throw his eyes to aether and wipe his memory, letting him live as a normal man. In turn, the Juubi would not pursue the man and would set the eyes to return to the world when the darkness had yet again returned. The Juubi did so.
And so, when the world is consumed by darkness, the World Sage's Eyes shall return. For none may deny the power of a god's wrath.
Shitty prophecy. Sue me. I'm tired. I'll work out the first chapter tomorrow.