Dreams are illusions
The battle is over, Kaguya is defeated and the Uchiha brat was put in his place. But more importantly, I am whole once more.
"We won buddy." I look down at the blond that gave me my freedom. The blond that actually gave me hope for humanity. It was fitting that he is the reincarnation of the old mans son.
"Yes. We did." I agreed with the blond. It is a victory, even for my siblings and I. All the Biju will no longer be sealed unless they want to be. But, I know the peace would probably not last.
The humans fought to many wars, too much blood was spilled. But I do not feel like damping the brats spirit.
He would have just said I was being to negative or something anyway. While I say he is too optimistic.
But if anyone can bring peace to this war torn world, he could.
"What's wrong Kurama?" The blond asked. Probably sensing on some level what I am about to do.
"I am leaving Naruto." I say, startling him.
"Why?" He asked. Though on some level he probably knows the reason.
"I will not risk being caught in order to form the Jubi again."
"The war is over and I doubt anyone would want another repeat of facing that monster again." The blond started pacing back and forth. "Are you sure about this Kurama?"
"Yes."
"Then have a safe journey... Kurama." The blond stop pacing and smiled at me.
"Good bye Naruto."
With our final goodbye said, the blond left leaving me to do something incredibility stupid and risky. With a high chance of actual death.
'The brat must have rubbed off on me more than I thought.' I smirk to myself.
I start concentrating my considerable amount of my chakra, focusing it like I would to use a tail beast bomb.
I may not have as much chakra as the Jubi or Kaguya... but that does not matter.
There is a great chance that this will kill me... but that does not matter.
There is a small chance that I will go farther beyond any human could reach... but that does not matter.
This is to make sure my only friend will never have to face a monster like Kaguya again. This is to make sure my siblings, even though I could care less about them, stay free.
The humans may war again and again, but the Jubi will not be used as a weapon again.
"I hope the brat appreciates my gift."
As a fox spirit made of pure energy, this is something I can do.
My world was consumed by bright light as an explosion rang out on the already decimated battle field.
And I awoke once more.