So this is an idea that I had since I saw several similar fics about it. I Don't own Mario or Naruto. They belong to Nintendo and Misashi Kishimoto
In the vast void, a figure floated there as he tried to move. He had lost... with the Chaos Heart, with all his power, he still lost to some plumber, a dainty pink princess and an arm flailing turtle.
His world, his perfect worlds. Worlds without war, without hate, without violence... All of his heard work, all of his sacrifices all meaningless. Strangely enough it seemed rather fitting. For a monster like him, for a less than significant tool like himself...
How he hated that little fact. Those so called, ancients... that foolish wizard trying to bring back his daughter... Experimenting on reviving the dead and turning souls into Pixls.
He was one of the first, the original prototype with only a fragmented soul. His purpose was to be a test, nothing more than an experiment to see how well his little experiment would last for...
There were more... oh so much more. He was not the first, he was far from the last. He had to watch in horror as those other poor souls were slowly decomposed around him. Failures as that man called them. he felt it himself. His own being was weaker, slowly getting weaker each and every day...
Then came the day, the man tried to eliminate them. He had his precious daughter, what need did he have for the rejects. Soon he created "Better" and "More Complete" Pixls... while sweeping them under the rug. But he had escaped, he had hid in the world where they couldn't think of him hiding in.
The Dimensional Flip... That was his ability. He could hide in plain sight, in anything, in Anyone. He had hid in his son's subconscious, slowly draining his reserves of energy while he sustained himself on the powers of that man's son. He was a leach, one that wanted to rest, one that was denied that and now hid to preserve himself.
From the boy, he watched many things... oh yes did he watch many things happen. He watched the Pixl uprising, how that dear "daughter" and then the "amazing" 12 Original Pixls came to be, how the Ancients created a civilization on the Pixls... all unknowingly using those poor souls...
He enjoyed the uprising, 500 years ago... By then, he had to escape from the son. When confronted by the soon-to-be Pixl Queen, he explained his story. Seeing the disbelief on her face, the daughter revolted... and understood their pain. Now they were the ones in control
They were the ones that were free. Watching those foolish ancients work until they... "Broke"
How he possessed some of the ancients... dressing like the fool to entertain his new "Queen..." how he enjoyed her laugh, how he couldn't help but pity her... He did not hate her, she was a victim... like he was, like they all were...
That happiness... it would not last. He remembered that day when they rebelled, "Sealing and Fixing" his fellow brethren into those catch cards... he would do what he could to free them... he would exterminate them... he would have his revenge against them...
Starting with that so called "Tribe of Darkness"
He spread those rumors, he wanted distrust, a chance to get back at the one who killed his friend... the last one he truly had.
He continued his journey, learning magic from the wizard and his son's students... Soon he crafted a body himself, one that continued to mock the ancient tribe. While not as strong as another host, it soon became his... and that was enough for him.
As time went on, he wandered the worlds, hoping to find a paradise, one that would fulfill the dreams of peace both he and his queen once had...
What a joke...
He never found that paradise, He saw war, hatred, greed.
He didn't know when he changed... but he knew he did. Memories from his past life emerged. The hatred, the glares, the pain and the eventual betrayal.
He hated this world, these worlds. He promised he would make a better world. He relied on the Chaos Heart. He would wipe the worlds away, create new ones in their place.
He manipulated that fool Bleck into suiting his needs. He followed along, he pledged his false loyalty, he lead the "Heroes" into and through their adventures... and it worked.
He had it, the power to eliminate the worlds at his choice, the powers of the Chaos Heart, the Void.
He was Dimentio, the Master of Dimensions, the Pleaser of Crowds, the only Prototype Pixl that survived.
He survived... he kept his promise, and he changed because of it...
He got cocky, he became arrogant, He thought himself invincible... and because of that he lost control. He wasn't in control... he was not a god, he was not a demon... he was not a "Mere Pixl..." he was strong, crafty, manipulative...
Alive...
He was-
"Dimentio" a voice called as the body disappeared, revealing a small circle like being. two crescent yellow eyes and a pattern resembling a purple pattern to match his orange body. Looking up at the voice, the being froze in an emotion he never felt in some time...
Fear
Before him was a being dressed in a white robe and had two matching color eyes. his white hair long and messy, This was something beyond Jaydes... he was the true monster.
The true Shinigami.
"..."
"I see you're finally up then... Dimentio, or rather, Naruto Uzumaki" he said as the Pixl finally regained his composure.
"And you must be death... honestly I thought I would meet Jaydes..." he admitted as the Shinigami smirked.
"Despite you dying in her possession of the multiverse... your soul was originally in mine. That wizard broke through because of her aid... and I called her out on it."
Why use her own people when she could sneak one or two other souls...
"So, are you here to fix or break me" he mockingly and bitterly asked as the Shinigami just sighed.
"I should, I really should destroy you. But this was not your fault. It was an oversight on my end, but I suppose that no longer matter to what my offer to you is?"
Offer? Now her was rather curious. straight to the point then.
"And may I ask what that offer is?" he asked as the Shinigami smirked.
"Naruto Uzumaki, he died by betrayal but instead of being sent to the pure land, he was instead ripped apart and had a fragment of his being turned into a Pixl"
Dimentio, or rather Naruto frowned, oh yes, he remembered that. How he returned the Uchiha to his home land, how he was accused of... "abusing" the Kyuubi's powers and how the betrayal came when Tsunade, a day after he returned, ordered his arrest, how the next day he was attacked by his own teacher, Kakashi Hatake.
How Sakura called him a monster, how some of the Anbu called him a weapon...
Then he recalled how his friends came to talk to him. Lee was trying to ask why but Naruto tried to tell him. Lee left confused but with some hope that this was all a misunderstanding.
Shikamaru came and wanted to know what happened, after learning about his former status as a Jinchuriki. He was happy to know that he didn't lose control. Kiba, Iruka, Shino, heck even Ino all approached him with questions. Ino was still in disbelief and had some doubt... as did Tenten.
Five days stuck in that miserable cell. That was hard for him. The Kyuubi... no, Kurama if he could recall, soon seemed to talk to him in his final moments, like a priest giving his last words to a dying convict...
Not that far off, if he could honestly say.
Hinata however was the worst... She didn't hurt him in the typical way. She loved him, confessed to him...
Even kissed him. Kurama stated that she generally loved him, and he was too blind to acknowledge it. Looking back, he was a fool. No different than the count, that silly assistant and that annoying Pixl... he wondered how that turned out for them.
Sasuke was typical enough, blaming him for preventing his power, stopping him from his goals, and then mocking him by his own rise to power. Naruto was smirking however, he was told the truth.
The mighty Sasuke was on probation... he couldn't receive any training, he wouldn't receive anything for going rogue... And that was almost enough to make him smile.
He was happy to hear that Jiraiya tried to help him, but the seals they place on the blond prevented the toads from interfering. Jiraiya was sent off on another mission by Tsunade's orders a day before they got back, and Gaara and the others escaped while in the dark.
"These memories aside..." the Pixl stated, wanting to not remember anymore, "What does this have to do with anything? I was killed and revived 3,000 years ago. Certainly my past shouldn't matter anymore?"
"You should know that time works differently in each universe... and you should also know that while a millennium could pass by, one, with enough training could cheat the flow of time itself."
Dimentio was confused by that. Cheat time... like time travel... how could he possibly perform that? The Shinigami smirked and continued.
"Your Dimensional Shift doesn't just let you travel into space, but rather into time. With that power, you could return to your original time period... and help me on a certain...errand."
So that was what this was about... "And for refusing" he asked, already knowing the answer. The Shinigami said nothing but pulled our a blade. Holding it to the Pixl, he made his message clear.
"So for this ultimatum... Become a servant of the Shinigami... or die." That was honestly the best way to put it.
"Indeed... so what do you say, Naruto Uzumaki... or should I still refer to you as Dimentio?" the Shinigami asked mockingly but also interested. Dimentio said nothing. That was a good question. After around three minutes, he made up his mind.
"Naruto Uzumaki, he died from betrayal. Dimentio was a fool that was slain by the Four Heroes. This is another rebirth, one worthy of a new name." That caught the Shinigami off guard before it smiled.
"Very well, what is your name then?" he asked as the Pixl smirked.
"You may call me... Menma" Neither Naruto nor Dimentio. Menma would work nicely. It was a name resembling power and straight to the point.
"Very well... Now then as I stated you will be returned to the Elemental Nations... in due time." Before Menma could say anything, the Shinigami interrupted him. "My errand requires some things that you lack, a body for starters as well as some training. So this is what I will propose to you. You get five years, five years to do what you see fit. Whether it be training in your magical arts, your physical body, recruiting solders, fighting non important battles... as long as you don't interfere with the determined events of that world..."
"Determined events?" Menma asked as the Shinigami nodded.
"Think of it like this, if you cause too much trouble, then that would give that world's lords a problem, if they have a I problem, then I have a problem... If I have a problem then... you should understand that I don't appreciate problems, right?" Menma frowned and slowly backed away.
Yeah, he wasn't going to go gung-ho in another world. He was now on another damn leash. On one hand it was humiliating... on the other hand, it gave him a third chance at life. One he would be a fool to pass over.
"So what is this "Errand" anyways?" Menma asked as the Shinigami smirked.
"Your world faces extinction, simply put, I don't want to deal with the extra bullshit again so it's easier to send you out to fight her" he said bluntly. Despite having the "Extra Bullshit" being his means of the third chance... Menma however, looked confused.
"Who's her?" he inquired as the man said nothing and smiled.
"In due time. Now then I already have a place where you can regain your former body
This would be an interesting five years, but he supposed a little chaos was in order. Looking back to where the Pixl once stood, he couldn't help but wonder just what kind of person Menma was. Did he have Naruto's heart and drive, did he have Dimentio's cruel spite and mind...
Either way, the Pixl was now his solider and he wasn't one to pass up an opportunity.
Ok so small chapter, crummy start and nothing really to note so far. I just kind of needed an idea on how to begin. Also since we don't know much of Dimentio to begin with, I just kind of threw together a possible backstory that, while seems stupid, could be an interesting twist based off some theories and a reason for the shift into Dimentio's persona...
Now why I chose Dimentio of all people was because he's literally an opposite of Naruto. While Naruto is a fighter and doesn't really think much, or at least in Pre Tim-skip and uses his guts and some tactics, Dimentio is the opposite, he is a tactician, a manipulative bastard in many senses of the word. He and Naruto are also different personality wise. Naruto is blunt, dense and childish like a small excited kid while Dimentio is cryptic, intelligent and childish in that of a performer. Really I think it would make a "Two sides of the same coin" kind of deal with them.
So I'll be updating Jikkan no Kishi and Arcades no Sennin around the 12/21-12/22 as well as something for Christmas.