Authornote- Howdy everyone. This is the official second Log Horizon x Naruto crossover and is going to only be on FFNet till I finish it. Doesn't have the same impressive buffer I have on Alien Chronicles, but have it set up with enough of a buffer to try posting it. It's kind of the result of my brain being too focused on the Log Horizon universe and unable to work on my other planned fanfiction. For those who don't like genderbending in Alien Chronicles, there is no genderbending in this story outside canon. I am aiming to post on Fridays weekly like Alien Chronicles, but giving a heads up that I am allowing myself flexible with posting this and may shifted it to every fortnight(two weeks). Well, hope you all enjoy this chapter. Auto out.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Log Horizon. This is a fanfiction used to help with my writing skills and the fact I enjoy writing stories like these. All I own is the ideas and sub-plots used to make this fanfiction and explore Log Horizon and Naruto in a different way.
This is my first attempt at a journal or is this an autobiography? And for pen is program to record my thoughts. Sorry about that. However, I have decided to document everything I can remember from the very beginning to present. Well, more of a summary now considering my ability to remember names and dates are quite horrific. Makes me ponder how I gotten and keep my title of the Wandering Scholar.
Now, I actually remember my "birth" quite well. Probably because once I gotten older and experienced enough, I realized how queer it was. I was born roughly 150 PW. I vaguely remember seeing ruins before a flash and I was on the island of Formosa: the birthplace of all Adventurers. I was different from other Adventurers, who were born in bodies ranging from pre-teens to full on adults. I was born in a small toddler's body, though I would have probably been born a baby if the world see fit to match both bodies I have right off the bat.
My first few years were a whirlpool of issues. For starters, I couldn't even understand what anyone was saying. Even of the People of the Land's tongue seemed like gibberish and odd sounds. Mostly due to I was brand new to the world, no experience, memories, or skills. The only thing I could understand was motions people did to show me something and the menu system. It took me months to figure out everything I was supposed to do at Formosa, what I found later from other Adventurer's to be the tutorial.
Once finished and gestured to go to the statue I later found out to be the Intercity Transport Gates, I discovered why Adventurer's called Formosa a tutorial. The Land of Wen was not very kind to Half-Alvs. Their fury doubled with finding I am the only one of my kind: a living, breathing Alv. My life was filled with hardship, being illiterate and mute adding to it. Only when I meet with a Lander and they fussed at me enough for the quest to appear in my menu system did I sometimes figure out what they wanted.
Then, I stumbled onto the Cradle of the Stars, my Mastre having found me wounded from some very angry Landers who stopped just before my hit points hit zero. That was the turning point of my life with discovering solace with my half-blooded kin: the Half-Alvs. My Mastre was a very stern and quiet, barely speaking at all except for teaching or giving an order. She was an excavator, travelling to explore ruins and dig up their mysteries. She even managed to get to the Land of Wen through Fairy Rings from her home continent of Yamato. Only later did I discover why she made me her pupil even though well known by other groups in the Cradle of the Stars to be a pure hermit and preferred to be completely alone. With thinking about it, my Mastre never gave me her name nor did I look at her name in the status bar. I simply called her Mastre or Teacher since all she only called me Pupil till the end.
It was through my Mastre did I learn to speak and write the language many of the People of the Land shared. As well as many other languages including all the Alv Codex, a seemingly natural affinity of anyone with Alv blood. It made my job of exploring deep in the ruins easier as I could recode the circuits that controlled magic locks and traps. I earned many things, though as soon as I learned to speak, my Mastre rarely spoke much at all. History, politics, economics, technology, magic: I absorbed the knowledge like a sponge. However, at that time, I was still naive on what Adventurers and Landers were.
It was just a few years after becoming her pupil, did my Mastre began to go senile. She was not as mad as a hatter as I heard some Adventurers' called it, but it was still frightening. She would forget things, even shout at me with not recognizing me before apologizing with sometimes having attacked me. It was through healing spells that I realized she was ill, but it was oddly an illness that could not be cured by class circuits or by medicine. I vigorously searched for a cure before thinking she would be alright with finding from a doctor her illness was killing her. She called me Son on her death bed, apologizing for making me suffer before passing and turning to light. I waited for days by the Cathedral in the city of Big Apple where she died. It was only after a month did I fully realize the truth between Adventurers and Landers: only Adventurers revived when killed, not Landers. It was only then did I discover the curse that was immortality I was burdened with.
I went into a deep depression, diving into any book I could find on resurrection spells and such for my hopes to be dashed. It was around this time that I realized the odd dreams I had were not dreams. Every time I slept, I woke up in another world. Just like my birth, I could not understand what people were saying. However, this time I knew why: I was just a baby, or was it toddler with how old I was then?
As I explored more of my world of Theldisa, the more I grew in the other world. Once I learned to speak, did I come to realize the drastic differences between the two worlds. And prayed that I could truly die through becoming a ninja. Well, not before enjoying my life there to the fullest with realizing my Mastre would not want me to be all broody. With realizing wallowing away in ruins and libraries would get me nowhere, I became a Mastre myself. Though, I quickly found much of my pupils could not keep up with me, leaving me for another Mastre. Which I was glad they did before I realize the vast divide of power between Adventurers and Landers. I lost a pupil in a dungeon, causing my depression to come back as a mighty storm.
I also lapsed in the other world. I went mute and rarely ate. If the leader of the village had not intervened and got me helped, I would have most likely died then and met both my Mastre and dead pupil in the afterlife right then. However, I slowly moved on, realizing I still had a life to live. Though those years were up and down as I took on more pupils, some keeping up with me and becoming successful engineers, evacuators, scholars, and such. Others died of various reasons, sometimes foolishly following me into dangerous parts of the dungeons and ruins before I cleared them of monsters and traps.
I stopped taking on pupils when it became too much for me. Immortality may have kept my body from dying, but my soul and mind kept suffering from regret. Mostly due to my horrible memory rarely allowing me to remember the dead's names. I moved from the Land of Wen and began to travel like a true Adventurer. It was also then that I began to see even Adventurers were not almighty against monsters and the most prized vast of knowledge were guarded by beasts no single Adventurer could hope to defeat alone. It was only at this point I finally made an effort to speak to my fellow Adventurers.
Many Landers always said I was weird. Though, I did not take it as an insult. I was the only Adventurer who expressed emotions and would speak to anyone. A normal Adventurer only speak to Landers who needed a quest or something of the like done. Always emotionless and like puppets. Which was quite the opposite from their speaking patterns when I spoke to Adventurers and began to join parties and raids to dig deeper into the ruins and dungeons. They may all seem emotionless, but the Adventurers did have emotions.
As I spent more time with the Adventurers, I came to understand how the world works. The Adventurers were really puppets, but their puppeteers did not realize it. Instead, they thought they were planning a magical game. One that allowed them to act as a hero, never realizing they were really fighting monsters and protecting the Landers. In many ways, I find the system cruel, yet brilliant for facing the never-ending waves of monsters the Landers faced. By making the puppeteers think the Adventurer's they were controlling were game pieces, they never realize the horrors of Theldisa or ever become depressed... Okay, some do get depressed with failing quests, but kept the burden of death from being known by the Adventurers.
Even with finding the system cruel, I took full advantage of it. After figuring it out, I used quests to be a Mastre to Half-Alv Adventurers. Somewhere around this time, my name suddenly began to be known everywhere by both Landers and Adventurers. The Landers often calling me the Black Sheep Adventurer or Wandering Scholar. The Adventurers calling me Supervillain or Soul Crushing Sniper for reasons that took a while for me to understand.
However, things in my other life that I went to when I slept went downhill. Much like when I try to explain to the Adventurers the truth of Theldisa and themselves, I was mocked by my peers and the adults of the village I lived in for trying to tell them the truth. "Stop lying." "Would you grow up?" "What nonsense are you speaking of, boy?" Those were just the nicer responses I gotten from both Adventurers and others. The Adventurers and Landers of Theldisa thought my life where ninja exist was fake. The villagers of Konohagaure thought my life in Theldisa was fake. As much as I hated to take defeat, I stopped trying to convince both worlds they existed to the other.
Then I met my current pupil, Shiroe. An Enchanter who was quite a loner. I could not leave him alone with seeing him try to fight alone. I knew how hard it is to survive first thing as a supporting class and decided to show him the ropes. We quickly became brothers or even father and son to the point I finally settled a little in the Adventurer's city Akihabara in Yamato. More like a base than a home, but it allowed Shiroe to easily find me if he needed something. A fact, sadly, other Adventurers and Landers also could used to their advantage. Shiroe is the only person I still try to convince at least the truth about Adventurers. Still no luck with getting him to believe me. However, it was through Shiroe I finally found someone who did believe me. Though, I don't know if I am grateful or somewhat scarred with meeting Kanami and the Debauchery Tea Party. Though the craziness of that group helped me through the rough times I was having in the other world. However, things calmed down once the Tea Party was disbanded and good thing as the College in Tsukuba wanted more of my research and pushing some of their work on my back.
And, that brings me to present day. I live my life as an adventure filled scholar. Part of the reason I still keep digging in ruins is to figure out where I came from. The only clues I have is the ruins I saw a glimpse when I was born and my very odd subclass simply called "Bot." From what the Adventurers told me what a Bot was, I can at least rule out I was a natural born Alv.
Oh, just realized during this monologue writing, I forgot to give some important information. Even though this document is mainly for my eyes only. My name in this world of Theldisa is Na. My class is Bard even though I spend way too much time with my nose in books and dungeons to really play music. Though, I can do so and trying to play more to help relax. Ah, since I mentioned the other world, might as well write down my name from there. In the other world that I have yet to find having a name, my name is Uzumaki Naruto. I live in Konohagakure within the Land of Fire. I am still trying to become a ninja in that world, where no monsters roam and those who fight for the normal folks are just as mortal as them. Good thing I gotten good at avoiding death, hence one of the reasons I am starting this journal. Starting afterwards is my day to day entries written by the experimental item I have made. Amazing what being one of the few people able to be a coder can do.
"Finished!" A preteen boy groaned, closing a somewhat good size tome once the pen float off the page it was on and into its ink well. He leaned his head back, the glow from the fireplace making his blond hair seem like a lively fire. "Who knew writing about one's life could be so hard." Naruto groaned, melting in his favorite chair. His private study dancing with shadows thanks to the deep glow of the crystal above showing it was night time and the fames helping to keep the study warm conflicting.
"Busy working, Archmage?" Naruto looked to the shadows, seeing a slightly hunched over man standing there. His face barely illuminated by either light source.
"Not at all Re Gan, though you can call me by my name. Archmage makes me sound quite old." Naruto chucked, smiling at the meek Elf that stepped out of the shadows. "What might be the student of a sage want with me?"
"I see you still consider me a student even with taking on the title of my master," Re Gan sighed, shrugging at Naruto.
"You're still at least a couple of years too young to be a sage, Re Gan." Naruto groaned, getting up and plucking a bottle of wine off some books. "Do you want a drink to warm you up? My home is very drafty even in the warm months."
"Don't mind if I do." Re Gan chimed, watching as Naruto poured the deep red liquid into two worn out tea cups. Re Gan took the glass Naruto offered and took a sip. "I have been looking deeper into the research my teacher and I was working on. I noticed my teacher had left notes from listening to you."
"Ah, yes. He believed I knew more on continent and world class magic with being an Alv. Sadly, that is something even I have little information on outside the conditions needed to be met to do such things." Naruto sighed before swallowing his whole cup of wine in one gulp. "The fact we get a minor world class circuit or spells every once in a while is quite amazing, not that it can surpass the World Fractions."
"There is smaller world spells to the World Fractions?" Re Gan asked, an excited smile creeping across his lips as he tapped his fingers together.
"Yes. Though, you could say they are done by a force akin to deities." Naruto said, pouring himself more wine. "In fact, one such circuit is suppose to happen soon if I remember the rumors."
"You can predict these spells?" Re Gan asked with glee. "How can you do that? Oh, if only I can study such changes."
"The Adventurers know of these circuits I am referring to. They are called Expansions. Smaller ones of that are called Patches. The effects are usually minor, refining the systems in place. However, I heard the next one will be a big one to where even you could see the effects. My pupil will be coming in a few weeks to talk to me what he found out." Naruto sighed before looking at the fire. "Not that you might want to see it. Most of it is to keep the Adventurers' attention to this world to do their job."
"Fascinating," Re Gan chimed, slightly blushing with how happy he was. "Could assist me in studying this event? You're help would be great."
"Sadly, the instant the Expansion hits, I get swamped with raiding requests. However, the nobles are planning to have their conference in future. I'll bring my records of past Expansions and Patches along with this next one for you to see. You might be able to see some details I missed in the organizing mess I go through every Expansion." Naruto said, chuckling at how excited the shady man was. "Again, even I can't even see the effects of the spells and circuits due to it's not done exactly on the world. It would be great to see the process. I mean, we are the few specialists on major magic outside the more common types of magic."
"Indeed. Ah, Archma-I mean, Na, have you sensed the increase of mana in the air?" Re Gan asked, smirking at Naruto.
"Ah, yes. The buildup. Always gives me a headache before fully unleashing with the Expansion." Naruto chuckled, realizing why the young sage was gitty. "Calm down, Re Gan. Most of the changes are in dungeons and ruins, so unless you want another pants wetting..."
"Ah, no. Thank you for the warning." Re Gan said, his face becoming pale. Though, his smile wasn't affected by the bad news.
"Thought so." Naruto smiled at Re Gan. Though, I ponder when Shiroe will come. It's been a while since I seen him. Naruto thought, offering more wine to the Sage of Mirror Lake.