AN: So this is an idea I've had bouncing around in my head for a while now. I'm gonna go ahead and make one thing clear ahead of time. This is my story. I am going to write this story how I want to. Do you have a suggestion for the plot? A mission you always wanted to see the ninja do? Drop me a PM and I may very well (pretty likely if it's an interesting one) include it in the story.

So about this story right? I had this idea on night while playing something of a Shin Megami Tensei marathon. I was playing Nocturne to take a break from Devil Survivor and thought to myself "Dehgan, this series is about summoning Devils and mythological creatures to do your bidding for you. Naruto has a demon stuck in his gut. Get working on it tiger." So seeing as how arguing with ones self is not exactly a good sign of mental health, I went for it.

After a lot of research (read: playing SMT) I had my plot plotted out in my head ALL the way up to and past the dreaded Chunin exams.

Man this note is getting long.

Anyway, that's about it, the updating of this story is going to be weird, mainly because I'm gonna be heading to college soon, and most of you know how college is.

Later home slices,

Dehgan

P.S. Sorry about this ridiculous authors note.

Chapter 1: COMP

What many people do not know is that the world they live in is not unique. In fact, there are an infinite number of universes that are nearly identical to theirs, only minor differences appearing here and there that make no real change in the overall flow of events. This is an absolute truth.

"Hey, what's this?" a young blonde haired boy asks, warily looking down at the two packages that sat innocently on his front doorstep. It was the boys eighth birthday, and as per usual he spent the whole time locked up in his apartment, under the watchful of those creepy masked guys. Though he guessed they weren't so bad, considering they kept the jerks away. The Doggy mask guy even gave him candy sometimes! Carefully taking the two objects inside, the blonde departed from his doorstep.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, for those involved with this particular world, it is a simple matter for beings of great power to travel these pathways, beings of great power in this case being creatures that would make the Ten Tailed quake in terror with nothing but their presence.

Naruto Uzumaki, bane of Konoha, sat in a somewhat wobbly looking chair staring at the two gifts in from of him. One was an 8x8x8 soft green box with a pretty lavender ribbon placed jauntily on top. The other was a 12x4x4 rectangular box, this one black, with a bright red satin ribbon encircling it and ensuring what was inside stayed there. Reaching a hand out for the first of the two boxes, the blonde boy opened it up to see what was inside.

The being left that area of the Amala network, content for having given another the same chance that he had when similar circumstances had been thrust upon him.

A grinning Naruto reached for the black present, his new goggles sitting at a jaunty angle on his head. Carefully moving the satin ribbon, a fabric he had never even felt before, off of the obviously valuable box. Upon opening the box he spotted two things immediately. The First was a note on some kind of fancy paper, and the second was some weird, watch thing, but bigger than that. Taking both of the objects out of the box, which he placed reverently aside, young Uzumaki took up the note, unfolded it, and read a sentence that would change his life.

I expect great things from you.

From,

An Interested Party.

Those words would change the fate of countless lives, and shake the world to its very foundations.

It had been a week since Naruto had gotten those two gifts. A week since he had been acknowledged by not one, but TWO more people! A week since he had placed what was now his most cherished possession on his wrist. At first Naruto had panicked about the fact that he had some weird, sleek, black thing stuck on his wrist that he couldn't get rid of.

He had poked and prodded until finally the top of the thing slid away, revealing a screen, like the one on his TV! Looking down on at the screen Naruto was filled with wonder as words and pictures just flew and flowed along the screen for over 12 seconds. Whatever had been happening had stopped and Naruto was greeted with a simple message.

Welcome [New User]!

Your new COMP terminal has your coordinates and spiritual frequency!

Please hold still while this unit attempts to access the Amala Network!

Naruto stared puzzlingly down at his newly named COMP, wondering just what the heck some of this stuff meant. He was distracted from his musing by a cheerful "ping!" from the COMP.

Amala Network accessed!

Before this COMP unit is updated to current specs, we require some information from you!

Please enter your information into the required fields.

Having nothing better to do, Naruto complied.

Last Name: Uzumaki

Fist Name: Naruto

Occupation:

At first Naruto was tempted to put in his dream job, to be Hokage, as his occupation but he had a feeling that lying to this COMP thing would be bad news, so he just put down what was true.

Last Name: Uzumaki

Fist Name: Naruto

Occupation: Academy Student

The COMP once again let out a cheerful "ping!" causing to giggle. This thing was kinda fun!

Thank you [Naruto Uzumaki] for your cooperation!

This Unit will download all vital information before beginning your tutorial lesson!

Naruto barely held in an excited whoop. This thing was totally gonna teach him stuff! He'd be Hokage in no time.

Elsewhere, all across the world, dozens of men and women felt a shiver of impending doom. It was not a good week to be a subordinate shinobi.

AN: So yeah, Naruto got a COMP as a gift from some mysterious figure the same time he got his goggles.

For those of you not in the know, Naruto's COMP is basically some kind of arm super computer. It's a relatively simple black rectangle with gold embossment that is attached quite firmly to Naruto's wrist and arm.

Also, this COMP is getting information from the freaking source of all souls and demons and…just google the Amala Network and see just how screwed his enemies are.

As for the mysterious figure…well… who can say?