Hello people. So... you might be wondering what the fuck made me write a story about Nagato and Fairy Tail, but the thing is: I love Naruto and I love Fairy Tail, and absolutely love Naruto and Fairy Tail crossovers. However I'm kinda sick of reading 1,000 stories about how Naruto got stuck in Fiore and ended up in Fairy Tail and is very beautiful, smart, powerful and mature and can get any woman at his feet. Don't get me wrong, I love Naruto and all, but that's just too much. So I've decided to write a story about Nagato, who I find to be a very interesting character, seeking redemption for his past mistakes. I actually had to struggle because I was planning to write this fanfiction with Madara as the main character, but luckily I've searched before publishing and found there's already one story about Madara getting redemption in Fairy Tail universe (btw should ever Minipa read this, congrats your story is amazing and I love it and you all reading this should give it a shot) being written, so I will stick with Nagato.


"Then... Then I'll break that curse! If there's such a thing as peace, I'll seize it!" Naruto retorted with flaming determination. Could that be the Will of Fire Nagato had heard so much about? This fellow, Naruto, had endured so much pain as a holder of the Nine Tails, yet stood firm to his ninja way. He... he was the Saviour of this World. Now Nagato knew that. Those words... "I'll never give up!"

Nagato's eyes widened as he remembered the exactly same words he'd say to Jiraiya so many years ago. "You... That's..."

"Nagato?! What's wrong?!" Konan yelled worriedly.

"Those words..." The Rinnegan user looked at Naruto with disbelief.

"That's right. They're taken straight from this book." Naruto's eyes went down to the very old book in his hand. "The first novel written by pervy sage. Pervy sage was seriously trying to change the world with this book." As the Uzumaki spoke, Nagato didn't even blink. "And in the end, he says he was inspired by a pupil of his to write this. That was you, Nagato."

"What...?" Nagato couldn't believe this. He didn't want to, remembering his life with Jiraiya- and the way he killed his former master and friend a few months ago. "Is this just a coincidence...?"

"And... the name of the main character..." The blonde shinobi didn't stop talking. His gaze was fixed upon the leader of the Akatsuki. Nagato remembered many years ago, when Jiraiya left- Yahiko had cried for hours. But he remembered finding that very same book. The Tale of the Utterly Gutsy Shinobi. "... is..." Is... He tried to remember, but the name didn't come. "... Naruto!"

"My name is a precious keepsake from him! I can't give up and stain this keepsake!" By now, the Leaf ninja was yelling at him. "I will be Hokage, and I will bring peace to Amegakure too! Believe me!"

You are the Saviour of this World. Nagato could remember both Yahiko's and Jiraiya's voices. This boy... maybe he was the answer he'd spend his life looking for. But things couldn't be so easy. Things were never so easy, how could them be? So he struggled to accept this "How? How can you say that you will never change? That you will not change no matter what?! Can you continue believing in yourself? Can you guarantee it? Can you have such faith in yourself?" The questions left Nagato's moth without him even realizing. He was truly interested: this child, maybe he really was able to bring peace.

"I've experienced pain too..." He remembered his childhood being hated and ignored by the entire village and the future with Sasuke as an enemy. "And there's a lot of pain nesting inside of me too. There's no telling what kind of pain will come after me. But... if I stop believing because of that, if the hero should change, it'll turn into another story from the one my master left behind." Both Naruto and Nagato remembered Jiraiya. His undying wish of bringing peace. "Then it won't be Naruto! I can't write novels like my master did. That's why the sequel has to come from the life I live. No matter how great the pain, I'll continue walking because that's who Naruto is!"

"If the hero changes, it'll turn into another story. You and I are sibling disciples. As students of the same master, we should be able to understand each other. That is what I said earlier" The redhead shinobi blinked for the first time Naruto could remember, his face softening. "I meant it as a joke. You're a curious fellow. You remind me of myself when I was younger..."

"I wasn't able to this in Jiraiya. Nor... wasn't I able to believe in myself" Nagato said with a sad expression. "But you've chosen a different path, and I can see in you a different future." With his eyes focused on the Konoha ninja's body, the Rinnegan bearer removed both his hands from the machines they were both resting in. "I think I shall believe in you..." He put his hands together in a single seal and closed his eyes. "... Uzumaki Naruto."

"Gedō Rinne Tensei no Jutsu" When his eyes opened, Nagato had a determined look on his face, the very same spark of hope he had every single time he told her he could see peace coming. But this jutsu...

"Nagato, don't...!" Konan stepped forward, knowing what the jutsu would do for him. Couldn't he see using this technique with such a low level of chakra would kill him? But of course he knew that. He was willingly giving up his life for this boy.

"Konan, it's okay" Nagato's voice was soft, knowing she was just worried about him. She was always there for him. "I'm making a new decision." He was glad as he said these words, a very small smile on his face. For the first time, Nagato could really feel he was making the right thing, rather than just blindly follow Madara's instructions like one of Sasori's puppets. "A decision I had once given up on."

Naruto tensed up. Even though he could see Nagato meant nothing bad, the blonde couldn't help- not his fault, since the guy was a godlike enemy a few minutes ago."What is it? What kind of jutsu is that?"

"Those who possess the Rinnegan are able to use all the techniques of the six 'Pain'." Konan explained, not makig any effort to hide her sad look. Even though he always seemed unaffected, Nagato hated to see his childhood friend like this. "And are said to exist outside this realm of life and death" Her gaze then went upon the said man, who did his best to keep his hands together. "Nagato's ocular power is the jutsu that controls life and death..." "He is the seventh Pain."

"Gedō..." Nagato still had his eyes closed. The pain was too much, and it was hard to endure spending so much chakra at once. He knew what would happen, but he didn't care anymore. If he could at least atone for what he did in Konoha before his death, it was good enough for him.

If he uses this technique with his chakra so low, Nagato will... He truly believes in this child? This strange child has changed Nagato.

"What..." The vessel of the Nine Tails Fox looked around- naturally, he could sense the many chakra signatures suddenly appearing in the Leaf Village. Even Kakashi's chakra he could sense. But it shouldn't be possible, Kakashi was dead. "What's going on?"

"The people in the village are coming back to life!" For the first time since he arrived at the fake tree where the Akatsuki leaders were hidden, Katsuyu - Tsunade's slug - got out of his jacket. Naruto momentarily looked at the slug and then at Nagato in disbelief. That's what Konan meant when she said Nagato's ocular power was the jutsu that controls life and death?

"Then..." Naruto spoke, but never finished. His sapphire blue eyes didn't even blink as he watched Nagato's hair change from a bright and, if he had to be honest, - not that he would ever say that - very beautiful shade of red to a snow white. Apparently his hair colour changed according to how much chakra he had in his body, and a lot of chakra did the man have, considering he was no jinchūriki and even so managed to fight and effortlessly destroy the whole Leaf Village on his own, fight him in both his Sage Mode and Six Tails Kyūbi Cloak, and still use that strange ninjutsu powerful enough to bring back from death dozens or even hundreds of people. For the first time, he realized how he would most likely be easily defeated by Pain if it wasn't for Katsuyu helping him.

I'll stay and take care of them for a while. Just until they can take care of themselves. It's the last I can do. They say when you're close to dying, you see life pass right before your eyes. Right now, the memory of the day he and his friends met Jiraiya was all he could think- and how he had failed with him and with Yahiko by becoming what he had became."I'm still in time to save those I've killed since arriving to the Leaf." Nagato slowly opened his eyes, focusing them on the blonde jinchūriki in front of him. "It's the least I can do for them."

"You..." Naruto started, but was quickly cut by the Rinnegan bearer. Apparently he had no intention of holding back his words right now.

"War inflicts death, injury, and pain to both sides." It was clear every single word take from Nagato all of his willpower to say. His body trembled and his eyes closed once again. "There's nothing harder to accept than the deaths of those you love." He forced himself to continue, refusing to die before he was finished. "We convince ourselves there's no way they could die." For the first time, the Rinnegan bearer made a short break before going on with his speech. "It especially can't be helped with your generation. You don't know war." His eyes opened again, the Rinnegan still focused on Naruto. "You may try to find meaning in death, but there's only pain. An unbearable hatred..."

"Senseless deaths... Eternal hatred, and pain that does not heal. That's what war is." As his breath oscillated, the Akatsuki leader kept his hands together "That's what you will be facing in time." Naruto didn't say anything. Instead, his look continued on the man's body.

"Haahah... The book... and you... it feels like... someone... set this all up... Or... perhaps... this is the real work of a god..." Nagato's breath was weak and accelerated. He had no more than a few seconds left, and he knew that; so Nagato hurried up, really wanting to finish his phrase. "My role is over now... Naruto... maybe you can really-" -bring peace to the world. Nagato never finished that sentence, but Naruto understood what he meant. Closing his eyes a last time, the Rinnegan bearer's breathing finally stopped. He was dead. Both Konan and Naruto kept there, staring at the dead body of Nagato with both sadness and respect. Despite only coming to know him in the end, Naruto knew his fellow Jiraiya's apprentice was someone to look after- enduring such pain and being able to do the right thing in the end. Being a jinchūriki, Naruto knew how hard enduring pain could be. And from what he's heard, Nagato had endured much more pain than himself or Sasuke ever did. Maybe Nagato's soul could be saved. Konan had similar thoughts, although most of them were memories from her childhood with Nagato, Yahiko and Jiraiya. How they used to be, and how things had gone after they had separated. Just like Naruto, Konan hoped Nagato would finally find the peace he had lived and died for. Unknown for them, however, God had other plans for him right now. For he truly was a Child of Prophecy and Saviour of the World. Just not of this world.

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A bright light was te first thing he saw as his eyes opened. Right now, Nagato felt like he had been sleeping for a very, very long time. Memories were a mess, he could barely remember Naruto and Konan, the last two faces he saw before dying, and-... His eyes widened as the Rinnegan owner realized what happened. He had died. He set Naruto on the path to find true peace and achieve what both he and Jiraiya dreamed so much about. But if he was dead... Is this what afterlife is like? Because if it was, it was beautiful. Very different from what Nagato thought he deserved. But he already knew the answer for that: being a Rinnegan bearer, he was pretty sure he would realize if he was dead.

Getting up, the first thing Nagato noticed were his legs: no more burning wounds. He could walk again. The second thing was his red hair. The sound of running water Nagato followed until he reached a stream. Just like he had suspected, as soon as he looked at the water surface there was himself: a tall thirty-five years old man with bright red hair and purple eyes - the Rinnegan. He also noticed to have gained weight, though he was still a slender man and pretty pale man. But why in the hell he had awoken in the middle of a only God knows where forest when he was supposed to be dead? What was he doing there?

"What are you doing here?!" An old, female voice yelled from a few meters. When Nagato turned around, the lady's - whose pink hair vaguely remembered Nagato that Konoha kunoichi he had seen during his invasion - eyes widened as she saw his Rinnegan. Even from distance the purple eyes felt like they were looking right into her soul, as if there was nothing in this world they couldn't see. As she tried to run away, the former leader of the Akatsuki pointed his palm at her. Banshō Ten'in. Before the pinkette old woman even realized what happened, she had her feet taken away from the ground and flew towards the stranger. "What the... Let me go!"

"Calm down, for no harm I mean to you." Nagato's voice was soft, but commanding. Years of being the leader of a criminal group like the Akatsuki and having to keep ten very powerful S-Rank shinobi under control do it for you. "I just need to ask you some questions." As he said that, he let down the old lady, but didn't drop his guard. At least she seemed to realize he really didn't want to hurt her, though the suspicious look on her face.

"If you tell me who you are and what are you doing in my forest." She retorted in an angry voice. Despite that, Nagato could still sense the fear inside her. It was just easier to hid fear with rage, he supposed.

"I don't really know. Don't even know where here is." He shrugged, looking around once again. "I just woke up here and don't know why. Can you tell me who you are?"

By this time the woman realized Nagato really meant no harm. "You know it's rude to ask someone's name without saying yours." Her answer came in the same angry tone from before. "I'm Porlyusica, and 'here' is my forest."

"Sure... I am Nagato." He ignored her angry voice once again, being able to feel she was a good person. "So, Porlyusica-san... Can you tell if there's a village around here?"

Before she could answer, however, Nagato's vision once again was a blur. Before he even knew that, the man fell to the ground, completely unconscious and Porlyusica had a tick mark on her forehead as she wondered if the gods took for some big cosmic joke occasionally sending random freaks to her- the only person she knew to hate humans. Not that she knew the gods actually had a finger on this freak's sending.


I'm sorry if this chapter felt like a rush, but I wanted to both finish Nagato as a shinobi and start him in Fiore. Don't worry, everything shall be explained in the future. Of course the whole plot is not going to be about Nagato messing around in the magic world, since I find fanfictions like these very annoying - never coming to a point. I'll try to write at least 2,000 words per chapter and not hurry up since it's very annoying also, I'm gonna give sometime for those who like Nagato and not keep time skipping just to reach the canon.

Thanks for reading, see ya around.