Brief Summary: The killer of gods awakens once again. But this time, he no longer has the will to live. This story will be kind of AU-ish with vast unexplored power combinations and out-of-character-ness for some characters. Konoha will treat Naruto worse and nobody will befriend him.

Genre: Adventure/Romance later

Pairing: Naruto/Female Kyuubi, may become a harem later on, unsure at this moment

Rating: M. Blood/Gore/Violence/Sex/Language

There will be one OC in the first few chapters.

The first few chapters can be ignored for your own health. (That part of history is not all that important/necessary to the story)

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Eushully Workshop.

A/N: The character Serika Sylphill exists… in an 18+ jap game… so he isn't mine… I just borrowed his name.

Blood, Body and Soul

Prologue

It was said that before the Rikudou Sennin came into power, the world was ruled by gods and their servants. There existed three types of gods, the ancient gods, present gods, and mechanical gods. The latter were created by humans when they tried to imitate the ancient gods. The three types of gods greatly detested each other. The ancient gods were more peaceful and did not wish for any trouble while the present gods were afraid that their positions may be threatened by the ancient gods. The mechanical gods were eventually coerced into allying with the present gods as they rallied followers. Then, the war of gods started. The ancient gods dwelled in a place called The Never Ending Corridors, and that's where the fighting began. The present and mechanical gods surrounded the ancient gods and sent in their followers waves after waves. Eventually, the gods began fighting. The ancient gods were ancient for a reason, and were much stronger than the other gods, but the constant fighting left them with little energy to spare and they were sealed away by the combined powers of the present and mechanical gods.

The intense battling split the continent and one half flowed away from the main land. That was a time when the people relied on swordsmanship and magic to survive. But without their worshipped gods near them, the people on the split continent lost their magical abilities and became like any normal human.

That continent will later give birth to the Rikudou Sennin.

However, the bodies of the ancient gods remained intact on the very same continent. After centuries of being sealed within the Never Ending Corridors, the ancient gods were awakened and lost their peaceful nature. They started killing all they think were undeserving. Just like what would happen in most tales, a hero appeared. His name was Serika Sylphill, a young swordsman with a heart filled with justice and solitary belief. Out of the ten ancient gods, one of them, the Great Goddess of Justice: Astraea encountered him while he was saving some children from traffickers. She was entranced by his appearance and deeply attracted to his sense of justice. The two fell in love one way and the other, totally forgetting to watch their backs. Happy endings are for soap operas, life is much crueler. The other ancient gods saw Astraea's happiness as a sign of betrayal and plotted against her and her lover. Astraea was torn between her fellow gods and Serika, who just gave her a smile and told her to follow her heart, leaving the decision to her.

The gods confronted. As Serika gave Astraea a final embrace that shall remain in her memory for all eternity, nine spears skewered them completely. Astraea was in deep sorrow as Serika died in front of her. Realization dawned upon her and she took Serika's soul within her own body to preserve it. Her own body remained unscathed from the attack of the nine spears. She found the way to remain with him forever, if only just a part of her consciousness. Serika came to and found himself in Astraea's body, the body of a goddess. His words had been"If I'm here, then where's Astraea?" before falling into an eternal rage, releasing the powers that should have never been released. The Juubi. Together with the tailed beast, Serika killed the other nine ancient gods before they could recover from their shock.

The Juubi was very grateful to be freed from his eternal prison and willingly guarded Serika/Astraea's body when he/she fell into a deep slumber.

However, no one except the ones sleeping knew that they had a child.

Crimson hair like Astraea, red eyes like Serika, the first one to name himself an Uzumaki.

The one that would be later known as the Rikudou Sennin.

In his search for his parents, he stumbled across the ruins and found the Juubi guarding his mother's body. Not knowing what had happened, he assumed the Juubi was the one responsible for what had happened and attacked it. Juubi himself didn't know what was going on until it was too late. He was sealed into the Uzumaki by some random and unknown magic.

He learnt his real surname and changed it to Sylphill just to honor his father. If only he realized that he was still in that body… He placed his mother's body in a coffin and buried it somewhere under the ruins.

Over the years, the Juubi's power kept leaking out the seal and he was gaining knowledge every minute. Being the child of a mortal and a goddess, his life span is naturally longer than normal.

So he put the knowledge to use and became the Sage of Six Path. The Rikudou Sennin.

Fast forward a few centuries…

Kekkei Genkai, the bloodlines that run through rare shinobis and give them an advantage over their opponents. They range from doujutsus like the Sharingan to the ability of melding together different natured chakuras at will. The legendary Rin'negan, the eyes that Rikudou Sennin once used, weren't as capable as many thought. He left behind many things for the people, basically everything to do with chakra. Sharingan, which later on became known as the Uchiha's bloodline; Moku-ton, later known as Hirashima Senju's unique ability to increase the growth rate of all creatures and plants, and its nature of suppressing chakras of Bijuus; Rin'negan, the bloodline that's gifted to extreme few Uzumakis; the beasts made up of pure chakra, or the Bijuus, each tail represent an extreme amount of chakra, the more tails, the stronger they are; there are two more, but they shall not be revealed today.

Uzumaki Naruto's heritage is unique indeed. His family bloodline tree is the most complicated in the whole world, and will always be unless he has descendents. Let's take a look at his mother's side first. Uzumaki Kushina had four bloodlines, a great feat by itself. Out of the four, one came from her mother, a nomad before marrying into the Uzumaki family, while the other three is passes down from her father like all the generations of Uzumakis. They are the ability to manipulate flames to her will, the ability to regenerate faster than an average man, mastery of sealing techniques, and possible chance of obtaining the Rin'negan. Now, let's look at his father's side. Namikaze Minato, the Yondaime Hokage of Konohagakure. He also had four bloodlines, two of which he himself did not know about. The two known Kekkei Genkais are the ability to manipulate wind freely and the extremely high body endurance level that allowed him to use the infamous Hiraishin. However, he was an orphan by birth, and never got to know his mother or father, much less his grandparents. It was a shame that he died early, give it a few more years and the Gekkei Genkais might have manifested itself upon him. The Sharingans that came from his grandmother on his father's side and the Hirashima ability that came from his grandfather's family on his mother's side.

Nonetheless, the two mentioned above made a name for themselves in their time. Kushina's home village was destroyed and she was one of the lone survivors because she was in Konoha at the time of the attack. Minato just happened to be in her class and saved her life more than a few times. Over the years, the two grew close and eventually came together.

Thus, it was extremely unfortunate that they died simultaneously after giving birth to their first son. One could say it was because of their numbers of bloodlines, the unlucky number: four… And of course, a certain Uchiha's wild dreams did do a number on the family.

So, Namikaze Uzumaki Naruto was born. He inherited the possibilities of all eight of his parents' Kekkei Genkai, plus the Kyuubi no Kitsune. Making the number of instabilities in his body rather ironic, nine.

Desperate times call for desperate a measure… that's what they say. But what can you do if every day of your life is desperate. The blonde haired boy walked emotionlessly down the street, ignoring the glares and sneers for the better. His mind is not as a eight year old's should be like. It was way too… organized. Food, water, sleep, training… food has to come first. He decided, and walked into a nearby alley, exiting through the other end after a henge. Money… newspaper will have to do. He picked up a stack of newspaper from his side and silently cut it up into pieces that resemble the size of a 100 ryo note. He closed his hand over the note and when his hand opened again, there it was: a perfect 100ryo note. He repeated the process several times and walked into one of the civilian shops that sold fruits. He casted a weak genjutsu over the hag that stood at the stall to further convince her that what he gave her was real money and bought as many as he could with 600 ryo. Seven apples, two dozen bananas, five pears, three oranges and four bunches of grapes.

The stall owner accepted the newspaper and bowed with a "Come back soon" as Naruto walked out, raising a hand to show that he heard her. He couldn't help but smirk though. His genjutsu has improved to the level that not even a Jounin could sense it unless they are the one targeted.

He took out an apple and dug out the core with a command to his wind before chewing down on the fruit. Food, check. Water, sleep, training… Sleep. He headed off towards his temporary home in a certain training ground: the forest of death.

After a few sweeps of his wind, and a snap of finger, a bonfire started in the small clearing in between the trees. The area is already littered with tripled layered traps, so anything short of a four-man cell made up of Chunins and Jounins could be taken care of. The large animals of the place really isn't that much of a big deal once they know what you can do.

He lied down next to the fire and relished in its warmth. It's too bad he can't sleep in it, someone might see him… and he really doesn't want any more suspicions from the Hokage or the village shinobis. Sleep.

And so he slept, for the better part of the day. As dusk fell, the flame was close to burning out when he opened his eyes and got to his feet. He could feel the dirt and sand that had collected in his t-shirt. He grunted in annoyance and called in his wind again, removing the filth from his clothes. He then proceeded to set a fire on his hair to burn whatever cretins what have gotten in there while he slept. A few low screeches later, he stopped the fire and ran wind through his hair, cleaning out the incinerated insects. Sleep, check. Water, training… training.

With a slight motion of his hand, a rather tall tree was cut at the base and fell onto the ground. Speed. He focused a little more and twitched his hand. The tree's trunk was instantly cut into small squares, signifying the speed and accuracy the wind pierced the tree at. Power. He knitted his eyebrows together and tugged his fingertips in. The small wood blocks floated towards him. He closed his eyes and squeezed his eyes shut before slamming a whole hand forward towards the wooden blocks. The pieces of wood imploded upon themselves before falling to the ground scrunched up. Naruto allowed himself a smile before the flame came into existence and burned the wood into ash. He repeated the process until he could feel his chakra depleting. By now, the area within 50 meters of him held nothing more than the traps that he had planted.

Reconstruct. He placed both hands in the tiger then snake seal before slamming them onto the ground. Mokuton Hijutsu: Jukai Kōtan. He said in his mind as new trees sprung up from the ground to replace the old ones. Success. Naruto smiled satisfied. His chakra level is getting dangerously low. If a Jounin team was to stumble across him right now, he would be in for a hard fight.

Water. With that thought in mind, he headed towards the small river that adorned the edge of the forest. He stripped off all his clothing and walked slowly into the stream, careful not to go too deep. Sure he could burn off all the things on his skin, but he could always use a bath, whether it's cold or hot. He froze in thought there. Hot bath? An idea came into his mind and he created a wooden basket with a relatively easy Mokuton jutsu. He filled it with water and stepped in. He adjusted his body temperature and the water warmed in just a few minutes. When the water was steaming, he dropped his body temperature back to normal and relaxed in the now hot water. He sighed as the pleasantly warm water caressed his skin and ridded his body of any kinks. "I've got to do this more often." He remarked, the first sentence in the whole day. His voice sounded surprisingly light, almost musical to a point.

He leaned back and closed his eyes.

"zzz…"

Memories:

She squatted down in front of him and wrapped him in a hug, he gratefully returned it. "Remember Naruto, no matter what they say. You are special, in a good way. The prophecy stated that you will be the one to continue the legacy of the Goddess of Justice. Do yourself proud, Naruto Sylphill."

She stood up and was stabbed from behind by a kunai to the chest.

She breathed her last breath.

He screamed.

They laughed.

"Look at the little demon brat. We killed his whore and he goes all teary eyed. What about when you killed OUR family!"

Naruto jolted awake. That was the last time he cried and also… awakened his Mangekyo Sharingans.

His heart is beating faster than usual. He calmed himself quickly and got out of the cooling water. The water evaporated quickly as he heated his body with fire. He put on his washed outfit and destroyed all evidence of him being here with a quick gesture towards the bucket. It immediately caught on fire and burned away. His wind carried the ashes into the forest with no one the wiser. Naruto quickly checked his chakra gauge… around 95%. He nodded to himself. That much is sufficient in protecting himself from the hostile population of the village.

It was time to wander the streets again.

Prologue FIN

First try at a Naruto fic, got easy on me. Ja~