Déme el lazo

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Chapter one: Angel dust (Prolouge)

`The wind whirls around the sandy structure of a dune, whistling violently with an unsteady calm while yet, a bright whisper of the crescents reflection shone brightly all over. It was a testament of the normal yet superficial state of this world.

A creature unknown to its very own existence laid buried beneath the sandy dune, gaining consciousness as the cold penetrated its dark skin. Eyes snap open for what seemed to be a first time as said creature tore its way through the sandy confinement.

It seemed contemplative of its environment. The wind soaking into him also wasn't helpful at the moment. All it could comprehend from its view was an endless white desert of sand illuminated by a crescent moon. Perhaps there's more to the sands, or maybe more to it.

Moreover, it doubted its existence had just begun. It must have ascended from somewhere or at least something. No sooner than his thought came out, he felt a tug in his head.

Falling on his fours immediately, memories of his previous life flooded his mind. His breathing halted for a moment and immediately started racing faster than he had ever felt. He could remember his life, his hardship and more importantly, his people.

'I'm not much of a Hero now, am i?' the question simple as it may be plagued him. He had failed the entire Shinobi nation, failed his village, friends and of course….

He failed Kurama.

Kurama, as evil as the bastard may be, he was a companion Naruto had all his life, an aid during impossible battles and even a twisted version of a friend. Said beast was merged with Naruto's soul since the very beginning and now, unfortunately, he had been ripped away from Naruto.

It made Naruto feel more powerful than ever and at the same time, weaker, lonely. Like a part of him was gone, part of his heart was gone.

"Strange"

The deserts felt like a long awaited home, it was almost inviting or perhaps it was a purgatory of those that failed like him regardless how much faith was invested in them. They ended just a failure. Like Sasuke had always called him "looser". At least, the bastards were right, every last one of them.

This new world meant little to him. He had no ambitions, noting to protect, no one to care for. All he was left was a view of the crescent moon and maybe an admiration of the endless sands.

Getting to his feet once again he noticed a vast difference from what his memories had described as an eye view. 'Down' as it was now was a longer way rather than its short measurement during his life. Coming to think of it, his body felt different now.

Bringing an arm up to his new eye level, he noticed the difference in his form for the first time. For one, his hand was now completely black with orange stripes decorated along it, his fingers a light hint of black while his nails were surprisingly humanoid, orange. His new arm didn't go well with him, they marked him as a demon which he tried all his life to deny.

He wasn't a demon! Even if he failed in life he still died fighting for peace. His life was always on the line when he battled the odds. Everything he had done was to protect his people and for the recognition, he had trained all his life to protect his fucking precious people and as a reward he not only got thrown into an endless purgatory but also got a demonic appearance.

Whatever deity decided his fate or his punishment was wrong. So fucking wrong.

In one last act of misguided faith, he brought both his hands together in hope of scratching the black substance off his hand but just as they met, a memory flashed through his mind as pain soared through his hands. For an instance, he could see himself stabbing a kunai into his hands and at that very moment the memory was gone.

And suddenly, he was bleeding.

Confusion, his hands were now bleeding, a self-inflected injury from his new grown nails. They were longer than he had first seen and were currently embedded in his right hand. Perhaps, the Gods mocking him with an extended nail.

"Bastards" he growled voicing his thoughts for the first time. His hatred was growing larger, but unknown to him, it was all directed to the Soul King. Unlucky bastard that one.

Unfortunately for him, the changes favored more than his arm. It ran through his new body.

Covering his face was a white mask that held no emotion connected to two pointed black ears, revealing two eye holes that showed a hollows black and yellow eyes. His form wasn't all that much bigger but changed in height. His body like his arm was completely black with orange stripes which originated from the small hole that took half his heart.

But his figure wasn't exactly humanoid, his knee caps pointing in a forward direction indicated of his ability to walk upright and all fours. Behind him were four black swirling tails that seemed weightless to Naruto. All in all, everything made him hollow. He was now different.

"This world, the sands, ever-". Getting back on all fours he turned and finally noticed the dune that housed him, it was a tall sandy structure that obstructed his forward path.

It was time to see more of this strange world, maybe it was different behind the dune. Water, perhaps a sun maybe the Gods didn't forsake him after all.

But his curiosity was met with the same answer. Just more sand but this time there were two figure with their backs turned to him. He couldn't make out a form but one thing was certain, one figure was in a cloak.

He tried to reach out but the smell of blood invaded his nose. It made him nostalgic.

It seemed like a wave of rage had suddenly washed over his emotion. Through every hesitation he made while trying to reach out, memories of the Kyubi going rampage invaded his mind. They were memories he should not access to him but with every access, he got a thrill.

An exciting thrill that sent watts of shivers down his spine with every lingering feeling of blood.

A sharp pain soared through his fingers as his nails extended to an inch longer accompanied by drops of blood, his breathing seemed to become heavier as harsh footsteps rallied on sand, Ninja training be dammed.

The unsuspecting feeding hollow couldn't comprehend the sudden event as it was sent hurling into the sand away from its kill while Naruto held onto the dead hollow. His extended fingers tearing into its neck as his eyes took on a silted change. His orange stripes glowed a crimson reacting to instincts.

Blood leaked down his chin as his teeth's also gained an inch or two of, he was giving into his predatory instincts. The only thing occurring to him was a need for hollow flesh but just as he was about to take a bite he slammed the dead body into the ground and kicked it away.

He wasn't just going to give in into some unworthy temptation, he didn't want to give the Gods the satisfaction but his doing left him with an uncontrollable hunger that he couldn't sustain. His teeth's and fingers began retracting and emerging as more hunger poured into his system.

He couldn't take any more of it as he did the only reasonable thing that came to his mind. He roared.

Before he could react the other hollow figure he slammed away was already in front of him with such speed that Naruto couldn't begin understanding.

It was a being Naruto couldn't identify, it looked female, had grey hair with shining green eyes and nose covered by a mask extending from her skull. She had pale lips and was a few inches shorter than Naruto's structure. The female figure looked young but had a very old visage which the cloak it wore added to.

She held a hand up on Naruto's mask while placing the other on his neck as if urging him to look into her eyes.

"Young one, such bravado" she started as Naruto stared wide at her. "I see many things in your eyes and yet I see less"

If Naruto wasn't too shocked he could have replied but even then, he wouldn't have known what to say since he was extremely petrified. "Souls like yours shouldn't be in this vicious cycle yet there's nothing I could do to change it, we are dying, every day" Her eyes adapted a sad look.

"Your eyes" she said while drawing circles around the eye holes of Naruto's mask. The creature she had encountered was distinct from any other hollow, he fascinated her to the very end.

The petrified yet amazed look in his eyes gave her a long lost hope. "I have something to give you"

"….'

"I have lived for centuries and yet still to cowardly to challenge the Soul king, my brother stares at the moon all year, calling himself the God of Hueco Mundo and yet, he cares nothing about defeating the soul king. Or perhaps he's too weak…..

We are all losers in this pathetic world, too weak to stand a chance, too scared to even fight. I can't fight any longer. But there is something I can do for this world, our world" She stated as a look of determination entered her visage.

"We all have a primary intelligence 'kill and feed' and yet you denied them. I see hope never seen before… I would help you" She said as she pulled off her cloak and stared at Naruto's shocked face with a smile.

"You should not infect yourself with such low level trash, you have an intelligence which is rare even among the strongest of the levels, your evolution would start with something bigger than anyone ever had it" She said.

"I want you to carry on my will, Defeat the soul king and those shinigami" Spat out the last part. She noticed from before that Naruto had a volatile response to hollow blood so she dug a finger into her neck and watched as Naruto's gaze moved to the flowing blood.

Once again his teeth's grew longer, her blood felt different than the last one he smelt. It was purer and the energy he could feel from was intoxicating.

"What are you?"

"A Vasto Lorde, Shelia Louisenbairn, promise me you will defeat them"

Naruto heard her words all along but he didn't really know what these Shinigami and Soul King were but he hated the name already, they sounded like people he would hate forever and more importantly, the strange lady was passing her will onto him. He was eager to accept.

"I do"

"Good, now feed" She said as she used are finger to tear further into her skin with a peaceful smile that reminded Naruto of the third Hokage's corpse. The old man died seeing peace.

"Begin your evolution"

Eyes closed, Naruto immediately bit into Shelia's neck biting and savoring the Vasto Lordes flesh as his teeth's went further and further until her head came off and body dropped on the sands. He opened his eyes and smiled at the head before sinking his teeth's into the brain and moved on to the body.

He could feel his heart slipping away as the hole in his chest expanded a little bit but the power it accompanied made his heart an irrelevant matter. Hearts weren't needed in this moony desert anyways.

His eyes became blurry for a second and once it cleared Naruto's vision changed and he accepted his new will. His orange stripes reflected crimson for the last time as he got on all fours watching in fascination as his fingers extended and contracted at his own will and his four tails swirled viciously.

His appearance didn't change much. His mask remained plain neutral but the look in his eyes screamed otherwise while the only change was his increased hollow hole, after all he was still a low level hollow.

One that felt like an excited atom. Most importantly, one that had to climb an evolutionary tree.

And a fucking WILL.

And there goes my prologue. Naruto won't be strong as fuck or whatever you guys are probably thinking, instead his powers would be coming gradually. As for his appearance, it's basically the Kyubi's four tailed mode with a little color changes.

I hope this is up to standards, really. Please review.

Awwal.