Prologue:

"Tenjō Tenge Yuiga Dokuson," Naruto's words were barely a whisper in the biting winds, his cloak flapping wildly about him. "I alone am supreme on Heaven and Earth."

His name was Uzumaki Naruto, once the pariah of the guild Fairy Tail and now the single most feared entity in his world. It seemed almost funny, that the boy who had once been an outcast, a so called 'dead-last', would rise above the prejudice and hatred of those around him, and become a being of unparalleled abilities. The boy would become Kami.

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Uzumaki Naruto was many things, a prankster, a outcast and a fairy tail mage, but right now he was plain unhappy. He was called the weakest mage in Fairy Tail, which he was. He just couldn't wield magic as effortlessly as all of his "friends". They all ridiculed him, but none of them tried to help him, he had tried to pick up swordsmanship but Erza had told him he was unworthy of a blade. Just another wound in a rapidly cracking heart.

Macao his academy instructor and close friend was one of the few people who did care for him, however he sometimes noticed the doubt that chipped away at his dear friend. Gildarts whether he would show it or not, had always been there for the boy since he met him, yet Gildarts was often far too busy to do anything for him.

As for the rest of the people his age, Naruto had serious doubts of their true feelings towards him.

Finally, there was Natsu. The boy was his good friend, but Naruto had always resented the boy deep down for his swift mastery over everything and him being a beacon of perfection for everybody.

He looked back down at the letter in his hand, if he chose to take the offer he could have what he wanted, the power to protect those that were close to him, the few they were. But the consequences could be disastrous.

Naruto sighed, his hair over shadowing his eyes, hiding his pain from the world.

He had seen what power could do too an individual, he had seen how power had twisted Laxus, but he had also seen how it could be used responsibly; gildarts. Clenching the note in his hand, he headed out to the location to meet the person in the note. He would never become by Laxus he vowed to himself, but a small part of him told himself he would.

As he walked the note fell out of his hand fluttering down.

Meet me beneath the willow tree in Magnolia at 9pm

I can give you what you desire

-Z

It would be the meeting that would shape history.

A/N: just a prologue I updated because I felt the original prologue made no sense, second chapter should be out by tuesday night!