A/N: Heya readers! This is a story I had in thought for a while now, but couldn't seem to grasp in how to make it work. Fortunately I managed to catch the drift and get things going. This should be a fun ride. Especially the anime of Naruto finally reaching is conclusion. Damn, its really the end of an era. Makes me feel old...

But enough with my lamenting! Hope you enjoy the read.

Prologue

If there was a word used to describe Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg through the many parallel worlds that existed, was that he was annoying….

His wrinkled face twitched into an unamused smirk and his voice came out dry. "Not that I could blame them for thinking such things…I don't exactly try my hardest to disprove them otherwise."

Then again, he was someone who was given the highest regard and respected thanks to his use of sorcery. He didn't exactly need to do much in order to get that respect.

"But I am a meddlesome old man who loves to start conflicts just for the hell of it." He said to himself, his voice echoed through the vast colorful space around him.

He had nothing to worry about really, most of the consequences he could inflict or was rope into were resolved with a mere flicked of his hands. Or if he was interested in knowing how such conflicts would go, he would stand idly on the outside and observed.

Such was his fate after all.

"And what a weird fate it is…an old ancient vampire with too much time in his hands…" He spoke once more to himself, his eyes closed as he spoke these words again. "If not for my ability to travel to the other worlds, I swear I would've killed myself out the monotony and boredom. Only the chaotic nature of the other parallel worlds can entertain me nowadays…"

Unfortunately, he was neither entertained nor bored now.

In fact, he was very annoyed, something he hadn't felt in quite a while.

His lips twisted down. "…Is this what Association feels like anytime I visit a world?"

His eyes were focused on the disaster before him. It was a disaster that he had tried very adamantly on preventing ever since he had met the two pretentious hicks and the current bane of his existence. His efforts and hard worked and clear showcase of superiority when it came to matters of handling the Second Sorcery hadn't matter much apparently, because he had failed in keeping those two off this plane of dimension…because they had torn the fabric of space wide open while his guard had been down.

"For so call 'gods' they sure act like barbarians…truly, ripping open the space between dimensions as if it were wet tissue. Are those idiots even aware of their own actions…!?"

Zelretch already felt the tear ever so slightly become bigger and bigger, ready to ripped all parallel worlds to shreds and returned everything back to its point of origin, back to its Roots, if things were left uncheck.

He sighed and got to work on repairing the damage, his once usual cold and collected temper running hot and volatile as it had once done many, many years ago.

He knew who had done this, and he was impressed by their insistence and their abilities. But he was more miffed and annoyed and wanting to punt those two pale arrogant fools down the very same tear in reality they had made.

Zelretch sneered as he managed to minimize the ripped space.

Momoshiki Otsutsuki and Kinshiki Otsutsuki, the current cause of all his troubles.

Those two had been quite the shock to him the first time he had cross path with them. Two extra-dimensional beings who were viewing his dimension with interest as if they were peering through a glass door? He had actually thought that he had finally gone insane!

But when he had confirmed that he hadn't lost his marbles yet, he did the only sensible thing...he struck out a conversation with them and researched them to know who they were, what they wanted and where they hailed from. When they answered his who's and where's he had been rather shock at the fact, no, he had been floored by the prospect that there existed dimensions away from the very one that he resided in.

The fact that there existed dimensions where Akasha was not even remotely present was an earth-shattering discovery. It was like being told that watching other people struggle through conflict wasn't the most amusing thing ever. He hadn't felt so excited about something in a long time.

He wanted to ask them more, to even let them into his own very dimension so that they could speak, but…

But then the pale slim self-proclaim 'god', Momoshiki, ran his mouth about how much of a maggot and worm he was and how he was meant die before his 'godly' feet. It left a sour taste in his mouth.

Especially when the fool started to threatened about him going off to eat that which held his dimension afloat. 'I need to write that down just in case those weren't the empty words of an extra-dimensional morons. With those fools here, I can't let my guard down again like I did last time.'

Back then, the slim fool tried to force his way into his world with power that was both alien to him and vast in its potent. He was forced to admit that they were rather dangerous and powerful after the clear demonstration of superiority.

But they were evil, he could see it clearly, and he detested people who were evil. So, he had prevented them from entering his dimension with how own powers and won. Though even if back then those fools had pulled off a victory, it would've been all for naught, the counter force would not let something alien simply force their way into that which was her domain.

But the extra-dimensional fools were persistent and arrogant as they tried again and again to get into his world.

Unfortunately for them, he was always there to keep them out until they gave up and left…

Which they had done, for a very long time in fact. He hadn't seen or hear of them in years if his records of the encounter were correct. He appreciated the silence and peace. It gave him the freedom that he needed to research beyond his own reality and further beyond.

Unfortunately for him, he wasn't there to keep them out as he had grown confident that they had indeed given up and left, which thanks to the tear in front of him proved to not be the case.

The tear was mostly closed, already nature itself was ready to fix the mistake that those two pale white fools had made. He was more than happy to leave the rest on the hands of the counter force after he gave it a helping hand.

He went back and sat down on the seat he had specifically made to view the different worlds comfortably. He grabbed the book he had left on the armchair, a book powered by the Second Sorcery, and started to search for Momoshiki and Kinshiki on the records he had written there of them.

He found them, read what he had written of them and nodded in satisfaction. Without looking, he stretched his arm back and pulled out a small box from behind his seat. The box looked nothing special, just a wooden box with a steel lock that was about the size of his head.

He opened it easily and put his entire arm inside the box, clicked his tongue in annoyance when he accidentally pricked his gloved fingers with something and then smiled as he reached for what he wanted.

He pulled out a Kaleidostick. With a grin he messed around with it for a minute and then through it behind his back, not caring from where it might land. A soft whine was heard from it and then a high-pitch noise tore through the space between world he resided in.

The chair then moved, twisted around, and followed the kaleidostick like a dog would to a bone. He had configured for the stick to go after the energy those fools had thrown long ago when they attempted to force their way in.

He sat back comfortably, fingers interlaced as he waited in anticipation for when he found his soon to be subjects for humiliation and research. He was going to make sure to put them in their place when he was done with the—

"Oh…no…" Zelretch softly gasp as he grew closer to his destination.

There in a world parallel where the Fifth Holy Grail War had occurred ten years after the Fourth, was a massive tear between his own dimension and towards another one completely alien to his knowledge. The ripped space was growing in size and was getting uncomfortably close to touching another world. If something like that happened, then that other world might collapse…

Or worse…

He gritted his teeth, angry at was occurring. "The situation is worse than I thought. This is something I had never come across of in my life and something I had hoped I would never have to deal with after I finished with my studies of such event. If that tear keeps growing like that…"

Then it wasn't just that other world that was going to collapse...it was to much of a headache for him to think of all the fallout he would have to deal with...

"Hrm, damn it…fixing a tear like that is should be impossible...like trying to stick a cut tree back to the root…though, to do that I would need a lot of glue..."

The problem was that he wasn't even aware if he had the means to even fix this problem completely, who knew what could come out of that tear...it could be anything!

An unnatural and chaotic being, even for something like the counter force?

Something beyond this reality's capabilities?

It was just to many unknowns.

He could feel the influence of the counter force already in work at trying to fix this mess.

So he charged forward towards that world like a speeding bullet to lend a helping hand.

If there was a word used to describe Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg through the many parallel worlds that existed, was that he was annoying…. But to those who knew him best, they would say that the word was meddlesome.

He never knew how to get his nose out of whatever situation.

And he never stopped fuzzing over the situation because of that.

So, what was massive dimensional tear compared to everything he had faced in life?

"Another major headache, that is…"He said with a dry tone as he neared the massive calamity.