Those in the Spiral

Act 1

Chapter 1: Creed

It was way too hot, even for a summer midnight in Fire Country. The weather was usually fresh, but the summer was kind of a hellish, especially for the poor ANBU agents patrolling the woods surrounding the great Konoha, hidden in the deep foliage created by the Shodaime Hokage decades ago. And sadly, the ANBU with the pig mask, 'Bunta', was wondering why Inari had abandoned him when he picked the short straw for the patrol's rotation two days ago. He had been in full duty in the black corps for six months, and this by far had been the most exciting (please, note the sarcasm) thing that he had done in that time, well, that and Mitarashi Anko's insane nightmarish training through four of those six months.

"That's it! I will go straight to Ichiraku's after my shift is done and I will buy THREE of the extra-large bowls of the extra spicy special ramen that they have."

Sadly, thoughts of deliciousness goddess were brutally crushed in an instant by the detection of an approaching presence at his right. Now in high alert, 'Bunta' readied himself for whoever was coming. The culprit in question wasn't making any effort in hiding his/her presence, which could mean, even it was highly unlikely, a lost traveler. It also could mean that it was a decoy meant for distraction while other party bypassed their defenses. 'Bunta' verified that the latter wasn't the case, and he knew that his other companions were already alert and ready to act at any given moment. The term 'Hidden Village' wasn't for show. It practically was virtually impossible to find one by normal means. The clients contacted the village through special agents and informants that only few people possessed the knowledge off. The system was large and tedious with security measures upon security measures. But even then, from time to time spies find their way through the labyrinth of deception. That's why infiltration mission were so high ranked, and that's why spies were so dangerous.

Soon enough the newcomer showed up. It was a female, a woman between her late teens to her early twenties, really young. Her hair was long, waist length, and of deep crimson color. She had a normal height for a woman, and her skin was slightly tan, though it wasn't too clear under the shadows of the night and the pale light of the crescent moon. The woman wore a white kimono with orange flaming looking vines as tribal design on it; the obi around her waist was dyed with the same flaming orange. She wore a pair of light orange getas as footwear; completing her attire, she wore a crimson lipstick as her only make up. Two medium sized scrolls hanged on her waist.

'Bunta' observed without shame that the woman was curvaceous on the right places, with healthy amount of cleavage on her chest (Bunta would eat his ninjato with salt if the woman wasn't at least E cup), with the darkest red eyes that he had ever seen, making wonder if she wasn't related to Yuhi Kurenai or those damned Uchiha. Perverted ideas aside, the ANBU made his presence being known.

"Halt and state your purpose." Such crude words and rude tone were the epitome of a gentleman giving a warm welcoming (again, note the sarcasm).

"Ara, ara. I thought that I took the wrong direction, but it seems that I was on the right path. Your presence tells me that Konohagakure is near, ne?"

Two other ANBU agents chose to jump in, quite literally, from the branches and surrounded the woman while leaving 'Bunta' to deal with the situation. Her stumbling near the village hadn't been a coincidence by her own admision. One of the agents had long purple hair and cat mask while the other had spiky black hair with a tiger mask.

"State your purpose." repeated Bunta, while Neko and Tora reached their ninjatos, just in case.

"So boring." said the woman with a cute pout. "Well, I'm looking a survivor member of my clan that I suspect is living in Konoha."

"Who are you, and who are you looking for?"

"Well, my name is Kurama... Uzumaki Kurama... Nice to meet you, ANBU-san."

1:05 am

It was the hour of the ox. Some may wonder which obscure reason the Sandaime Hokage had to be in his office dealing with mountains of paperwork at these unholy hours. Insomnia, perhaps? Somebody said that maybe the old leader was burying the grief that the departure of his beloved wife, Sarutobi Biwako, had caused him, with the unhealthy amounts of paperwork. This was partially true, at least for the first year and 2 months after her death and the whole Kyuubi mess; but it had been 5 years since then, and thus the old man had found a way to still go on with the pain of the eternal slumber of a beloved one. The ache was there, but he lived on like he had always done, like the life of the shinobi had taught him since his youth.

Now, 5 years afterwards the main reason of his late workaholic tendencies had changed into the mission of reducing the amount of paperwork that was starting to grow magically on his desk.

But now, the man was inhaling slowly from his dear pipe while looking without blinking the redhead woman in front of him. Two minutes ago, a patrolling squad brought her after finding her wandering near their patrol spot. Two of the three returned to finish the shift, but one of them, Bunta, staid just in case his presence was needed.

"So... you are an Uzumaki."

"Last time I check, yeah, and don't doubt it -ttebane!"

That last catch phrase caught the old man unguarded, since for a second he saw the image of certain redhead jinchuuriki superposed over the body of their guest. The woman continued her introduction.

"Sorry for my outburst, Hokage-dono. Though I thought that I had corrected the habit long time ago, I sometimes relapse when I'm excited."

"I see." "The red hair is the same, her round face is also similar to Kushina's, thought hers is sharper. Though, those red eyes, haven't heard of a red eyed Uzumaki. Blue, green and gray eyes yes, but never red."

"I came here because I recently found out that a member of my clan, Uzumaki Kushina, came to this village before Uzu no Kuni was destroyed."

"And who told you this?"

"An old merchant called Genzo that lived in Grass Country. He and his father had some business with our clan in the past, and he had friends among us."

"Do you have any proof that you are indeed an Uzumaki?"

Kurama seemed to ponder the question for a moment.

"Well, if you want, I can craft one of our traditional seals in front of you, or I can show you our Troellog Seal."

While the first suggestion was good, it was easy to fake, since a proficient enough fuinjutsu master could learn a fake the seal, and, while he was the Shinobi no Kami, Sarutobi Hiruzen knew that his knowledge of seals was limited. The second one thought got his attention, and further probed this woman claims.

Troellog meant Spiral in a language long forgotten, and was like a birthmark for all the members of the now almost extinct clan. Somehow, the founder of said clan had created a special seal in the shape of an spiral that could be used to identify the authenticity of his kin, something that was essential at the time when other ninja clans, like the Iga and the Itezora, tended to impersonate clan members of rival clans and infiltrate them, or when some shape shifter demons did the same for the sole porpouse of cause mayhem and devastation among humans. Said symbol had specific sizes with a specific color pattern, and was placed in a certain location. But the sheer brilliance of it came in the fact that, any newborn member of the clan was born with said spiral henceforth, one that was hidden unless willingly uncovered, and it meant that one could not force the seal to show, because it was closely tied to the person's soul. The Shodaime Hokage tried to study to uncover the secrets of said seal with the help of his wife, Uzumaki-Senju Mito, because the knowledge of how to make a "Hereditary Seal" (like it was recognized among the Uzumaki) was lost, but both of them failed. The Shodaime did learnt a few things, and actually created the Shiki Fuin that was used as a base seal to seal the Kyuubi in Naruto, which explained the big spiral in the center of said seal.

But said knowledge was known by only few people outside the clan of whom Sarutobi Hiruzen was the only one alive. The fact that this woman knew about it was proof enough.

"It is alright, I believe you, though I will check some things later." A deep sigh. The next bit will not be pleasant. "About your early question, Uzumaki Kushina was indeed living in this village, but sadly, she died in the attack that we suffered by the Kyuubi no Kitsune 5 years ago. She was in the front lines, and helped a lot in the defeat of the beast, but it cost her life in the process."

"Damn!"

"Yeah, it was a heavy loss for us...But I have good news: she gave birth to a son. His name is Naruto."

The Hokage and Kurama talked about many things, like part of her story and journeys, as her skills until the hour of the rabbit. The woman insisted that she wasn't a shinobi but did know how to manipulate chakra; if anything, she said that she was an artist of high caliber and, as almost every Uzumaki, a fuinjutsu mistress.

This brought a smile to the old leader's face, because masters of the art were incredible rare, despite the usefulness of it. Jiraiya was one, but he had other more pressing things to do with his time, and the few ninjas in the village that had knowledge of it were amateurs at best.

Kurama declared her intentions to settle and start a fuinjutsu-related-service business: from weaponry enhancement, to barrier construct, to warding, even medical fuinjutsu, all was included. She would be tested of course to get a licensed, but the old man knew that it was just formality, given who the woman was.

The other major point spoke among the two was Naruto. Kurama wanted to adopt the kid and it wasn't negotiable. Sarutobi was all for it, because the kid deserves a loving family and care, especially after he had been living on his own ever since he was kicked out of the orphanage 18 months ago. It took him almost a year to learn about it. Let just say that nobody will see Hakamura Sen-san, the old director of the orphanage, ever again. The problem was that Naruto wasn't a normal kid; he was a jinchuuriki and an asset to the village. He could see the headache that the council, both civilian and shinobi, would give him when they learn of it. Oh well, he was The Hokage; they would have to get over it. Still, some truth was one it, since Konoha needed Uzumaki Naruto as one of their shinobi, and THAT wasn´t negotiable.

After finishing their immediate concerns, both decided to call it a day, before turning in to rest for a few hours.

"Hey old man, did you called me?"

"Good day Naruto, please sit, let me finish this paper first, before talking a little bit."

Naruto knew that something was off. He usually was the one to visit the Hokage once in a while, or the Hokage himself ambushed him in random parts of the village and talk to him for a while, but he never had been called to the most powerful man's office until now.

A minute later, and the Hokage finished what he was doing before addressing the purpose of their visit.

"Hey Naruto, how have you been doing? It has been a while since I saw you."

"Cool old man, I'm just being my awesome self- ttebayo."

Hiruzen chuckle to the kid's cheerful attitude while asking him questions about his time in the civilian academy. Since Naruto was too young, he would need to wait until he was 8, three more years, before enrolling in the Ninja Academy, thought he could enroll him early with enough push. Those had been his plants so far but with last night arrival, he had to reconsider his plans.

"Hey Naruto, I have a surprise for you." Pushing a button on his desk he said to his secretary. "Yuzu-san please let her in."

A quick affirmative later from his secretary, a redhead woman entered the office and sit down next to Naruto.

"Kurama this is Naruto."

"Are you sure? He doesn't have her auburn red hair, and his eyes are way too shiny for an Uzumaki."

"Hey! My eyes are not shiny. I'm just too awesome, onee-chan dattebayo!"

"Okay, maybe they really are related after all."

"Old man, what is going on here? I don't understand."

"Sorry Naruto, I think introductions are necessary. Let me present you Uzumaki Kurama."

"WHAT?! UZUMAKI?!"

Naruto was now on his feet barreling Kurama with one question after another.

"Are you my mom? Did you know my parents? Where were you? Do you like ramen?" and so off.

Kurama, obviously frustrated with the assault, decided that enough was enough before taking a small paper from her pouch and stuck it on Naruto's arm. The effect was instantaneous.

With a yell of surprise, Naruto jumped backwards, as he had been stung by something while he rubbed his arm.

"Teaser Seal, it's quite useful." Murmured Kurama, even though both the old man and the hidden ANBU agents caught what she said. "No I'm not your mother, though I kind of knew your mom, but not that much, and sorry kid, but I don't have the slightest clue of who you father is. And I don't like ramen..." this made Naruto less happy, "... I LOVE RAMEN!"

"As you should." Nodded Naruto sagely.

"Yeah, ramen is life- dattebane!"

"Where have you been all my life." said Naruto dramatically as he latched into one of Kurama's legs while crying in happiness. The Sandaime just stood there, unable to grasp the surrealism of the situation in front of him; to him, it was like Kushina had reincarnated in this woman.

"Ahem... I'm sure that you and Naruto had a lot to talk about, but there matters that need to be discussed, right, Kurama-san?"

"Oh yeah, kind of forgot that. Hey kid, we wanted to know if you want me to adopt you as your new mom." Said Kurama with the whole finesse and subtlety of Mitarashi Anko in a dango shop.

Sarutobi Hiruzen face palmed at her blunt statement. And Naruto, well, Naruto lived up his reputation as the most unpredictable kid in all Konoha.

He fainted.

"Oops. I think that we broke him, Hokage-dono."

While Naruto was out of commission, it gave Kurama and Sarutobi time for more talk, after waving a minor sound proof genjutsu in the office, and double layered one on Naruto.

"Hey, Hokage-dono, the kit is a Jinchuuriki, isn't it? Nine Tails?"

"What makes you say that, Kurama-san?" said the Hokage with a poker face, while he signalized the hidden ANBUs in the room to get ready if it was needed.

"Please, don't insult my awesomeness. I'm an Uzumaki, remember? I can FEEL the massive sealing arrays all over his body. And since you have massive demon problems 5 years ago then… " the redhead trailed off, but the message was clear.

"You are, indeed, correct in your assumptions, and it is impressive to see how skillful an Uzumaki is with the Sacred Arts of Sealing."

"Yeah, we are really awesome. By the way, who had been taking care of the gaki till know?" asked the redhead way to innocently. Sarutobi, once more, had to use the noble and ancient art of BSing the truth.

"Well, he had been living in a orphanage so far, since his jinchuuriki status had been a barrier between him and a caring family. I have been taking care of him recently, but because my many duties, I have given him his own apartment while I check on him periodically."

"WHAT! The villager know about him being a demon jailor? Why? Isn´t it a mayor flaw of security?"

"Yeah, and sadly, it is my fault because I was the one to made it public. No one of my most brilliant ideas I must confess. But to protect him, I put a law in place under the penalty of death to anyone who reveals this to persons that don´t know it. Like that…"

"... the younger generation would not know about it, giving Naruto a chance to make friends. I think I get, Hokage-dono, but it is also a tad too naïve idea."

"True enough. While none of this generation know about Naruto's status, their parents mistrust and resented had been passed down to their kids, resulting in Naruto's difficult social life." "An understatement" "And Naruto doesn´t know about it either. Which reminds me, you too fall under this law, Uzumaki-san."

It was a simple tactic of subtle misdirection. Taking the blame, the Hokage softened any backlash that the Uzumaki could unleash on him at the same time that he took the attention of the important facts away to other, less dangerous, matters. It worked.

"But the gaki needs to know at some point. I have seen and dealt with jinchuurikis before, and I know for a fact that demons will do anything to get their freedom back, and deceive is near the top of their list. If Naruto is not aware, he could be tricked to do something that would compromise his seal."

"To tell the truth, I was waiting until he achieves the rank of Tobunketsu Jounin at least, to tell him."

"You seem sure that he will become a shinobi."

"Well, I know for a fact that both his parents wanted him to be strong enough to protect himself, and they were excited to past down their shinobi knowledge to their son."

"I see. Well, he will decide what he wanted to do when the time comes."

"Indeed, he will."

MNGHMNHM.

The sound of Naruto waking up cut short their conversation. Knowing that they would have to continue at a later date, the adults came to the no-spoken deal to change topics. Lifting the genjutsu from Naruto without him noticing, both adults watched how Naruto woke up with a confused face at first, like disoriented about his environment. A second later, his brain seemed to reboot back to normal and in a span of two short second his confusion turned to disbelief and then to hope when he turned to Kurama, who was smiling at him.

"Nee-chan, did you really meant it?"

"Of course gaki, that is if you want me, if not I understand then…" She may a show to start to pick herself and get out of here… or she tried to, because out of nowhere, a blond missile collided with her.

Surprised, the redhead woman looked down to see a blond little kid hugging her waist as much as he could while looking at her with crying eyes, smiling directly into her.

"Oukarinasai… Kaa-chan." Said the teary, broken voice of the kid, who was obviously struggling to overcome his flooding emotions.

Kurama smiled at him softly, while petting his spiky hair with one hand and half-hugging him with the other. "Tadaima, Sochi-kun, tadaima."

In the background, as a silent witness, Sarutobi Hiruzen stood still, while he let slip a small tear before putting back in place his grandfatherly-yet-the-leader-of this-ninja-village back in place. His face and body language never betrayed his thoughts.

"This definitively can be used to Konoha's advantage: Naruto will not snap under the stupid social pressure that the villagers had put on him… and us. The only problem that I see is his future shinobi career. The woman didn´t look too please with it. It doesn´t matter how she feels about it: a non-ninja Naruto is not possible. And I may have the plan that will do the trick, but it will need some tune fining to make it work…"

After finishing the required paperwork, Uzumaki Naruto was officially the son of Uzumaki Kurama. To celebrate, Naruto decided for them that they needed to go to 'Teuchi-jiji' and 'Ayame-nee' and eat the best thing in the world. The Sandaime, looking an opportunity for a break of the bane of his existence, invited himself alone to go with the new family. Underneath, though, he was fishing for more information about the redhead, which could be crucial to his plans.

Before long, the trio arrived to the Ichiraku's Ramen stand chatting happily.

"Ohayo jiji, I want three bowls of miso ramen."

"Oh, Naruto, is good to see so cheerful. Did something good happened to you?" asked the ramen chef while preparing the order. When he turned and saw the leader of the village, he immediately stopped all his functions and bowed in respect. "Welcome Hokage-sama, you honor our humble establishment with your presence." They had opened their stand almost a year ago, and it was the first time that the Shinobi no Kami walked under their roof.

"Wow" thought Naruto, "the old man is really respected. I wish I could pull of the same reaction out of everyone."

"Don´t need to be so formal, Ichiraku-san. I want a shrimp ramen, if you please."

"And I want five orders of beef ramen. This gaki had been talking on and on about how good your ramen is." Said Kurama, making her presence known, and making Teuchi blush.

"And where is the lovely Ayame-chan, Ichiraku-san?"

"Oh, she is with my dear Shizuku in the hospital, Hokage-sama. My wife hasn't been feeling well recently so she decided to go over a full check up. They should be coming in the afternoon."

"What! I didn't knew that!" exclaimed Naruto after swallowing two of his three bowls of ramen at an impossible speed, while the Sandaime was still half way his and Kurama was waiting for her order of another 3 bowls, this time of miso ramen. "Kaa-chan, we need to visit them!" said the blond looking at her with those cute blue eyes that made her blush by the sheer cuteness that his was oozing in waves.

"And he not even knows the puppy-eyes jutsu." "Naru-chan, Ichiraku-san said that they will come back in the afternoon. If you want, we can come back later for a snack."

"Cool-dattebayo."

"Kaa-chan? Are YOU Naruto-kun's mother?" asked Ichiraku Teuchi carefully, with a pleasant smile on his face and a dangerous glint in his eyes. In his hand, a butcher's knife was being grabbed quite forcefully.

Kurama and the Sandaime immediately knew which train on thought the ramen chef was following, and decided to rectified the misunderstanding, but Naruto, oblivious to the tense atmosphere, started introducing his new mom and why she wasn't able to get him sooner, at least what she told him on their way to the ramen stand. Teuchi, by his part, was relaxing visibly and returned to his usual cheerful and welcoming state.

Sighing in relief, both Kurama and the Sandaime felt that had dodge a particular dangerous bullet.

The day ended with Naruto taking Kurama into a tour around the village. The redhead noticed that they were being followed by at least three ANBU, and she could swear that one of them was a 'NE', the whole day. Now, Naruto was laying on his bed, sound sleeping after being moving the whole day without stop.

Kurama, on the other hand, was watching the crescent moon and the start through dirty glass of the small window of the apartment, lost in thought, remembering things that she would like to forgot for all eternity, and, more specifically, the nightmare that she just had and had woke her up.

(Flashback of the nightmare)

Gray and black snowflake-like tiny balls of ashes fall from a scorched black sky, covering, staining, every surface that they touched. The sky itself looked like it had been carbonized down to charred coal, a pitch black mantle that not even the bright rays of Amaterasu could go through.

Mountains, rivers, plains, rocks, cities, ruins. All was covered by the gray blanket of heavenly ashes while red lighting crossed the black clouds above. The winds were dead. The earth was muted in a deafening silence and unnatural stillness. Once in awhile, the ground shook with a weak tremor, like the planet itself was shivering in fear and despair.

The complete requiem of a dying world.

Somewhere, in the middle of the wasteland, full of ruins and decaying skeletons, the prone form of two bodies laid on the floor one next to the other, watching the tainted rainy ash falling like snow from the burned heavens. One of them, a female, who once had long, dark blue and shiny hair, which now was gray and black tanks to the ashes; the other, a male, showed a spiky mane of blond here that was still shinny through the staining ash.

Both of them laid there, in silence, like their will to live had completely disappeared from their souls. Their only wish staying like that for all eternity, next to each other.

"Ne, Naruto-kun, do you believe in reincarnation?"

"I never stopped to think too much about my own death or the beyond, Hinata-chan, 'cause it makes me feel depressed."

Giggles, haunted fits of quiet soft laughter.

"If we do reincarnate, all I wish is to be next to you, even if I do being a little rabbit."

"A snow white rabbit?"

"Yeah, with your shade of blue eyes."

"I guess whatever is fine for me, if I'm next to you. I would not want to be an insect though, that would be so unawesome."

Another round of happiness giggles.

Silence.

"Hinata-chan? I wanted to say..." he was were dyeing as they were born in his mouth.

"What is, Naruto-kun?"

"I wanted to say that I'm sorry. I couldn't keep my promises in the end?"

"Don't say that Naruto-kun, it's not your fault."

"But..."

"But nothing! It's their fault. It's theirs. They betrayed us, betrayed you. They turned their backs on us hoping to be ignored and let them be, condemning themselves in the process, helping in the murder of our world. It's their fault, not ours, not yours, Naruto-kun."

It was true, and both of them knew it. After almost 14 months of constant war, the masked man and Madara gained the upper hand obtaining the eight tails, killing Killer Bee and making the enemy stronger. From there it was a defeat after another, only ending in stalemate when Naruto was in the battle field. But he shinobi lost hope. In retrospective, it was to be expected. Shinobi as a rule just follow the best of outcomes, the one with the most gain, even if they have to lose their pride or a limb, they would take it. And so they did.

They offered Naruto in silver plate to Madara, in exchange of mercy. The enemy accepted, and took the, broken by sadness and disbelief, jinchuuriki. Hyuuga Hinata was the only one that fought tooth and nail against it. Their supposed friends tried to convince her that it was for the best, it didn't work. Then they took her freedom, but it didn't work. They tortured her, but it didn't work. Somehow she escaped, tracked him down, and free him, fighting to the point of almost losing her life.

They thought that they were safe again, out of the entire world's clutches; the masked man found them.

The battle was one sided from the start. Both of them tired, wounded, helpless against an enemy that only grew stronger by the second. Once again, Hinata sacrificed herself to give him a chance of survival; Naruto unleashed Kurama; the masked man was prepared. The Kyuubi was ripped from him. Before being taken away, the kitsune used what was left from his chakra to save Hinata, as a departing gift.

The Gedo Mazou was completed, the Juubi revived. The masked man tried to become its new jinchuuriki, as the great Rikudo Sennin once did. He failed, and the world paid the price of his failure. The world as whole fought against it, against this living nightmare, a monster of their own creation. They also failed. Naruto just KNEW that he and Hinata were the only survivors in the whole world, and soon they would meet the rest at the other side. And yet, after being betrayed, after being abandoned by everyone he trusted once upon a time, he still fell himself at fault, as guilty.

He had failed to uphold the promise of happiness that he did to his only remaining friend, the only person that stayed true to him until the bitter end, the girl that had loved him even when he didn't loved himself, the woman in his life, his wife, his Hinata-chan, his Hina-hime.

"Hinata-chan, before we end this, before passing away, I wanted to tell you, for you to know, that I love you, with all my soul." Tears.

"I loved you too Naruto-kun, with everything and anything I have." Tears.

And both of them, in perfect sync, started a long string of hand seals, while their bodies started to absorb the Natural Chakra from the Planet itself. It was painful. They could feel their souls being ripped from their bodies slowly.

Far away, the rampaging demon that was the Juubi felt the spikes of chakra increasing at an alarming rate. Some baser instinct told it that whatever was happening didn't bode well for it. The monster decided to go there with hurry, in an attend to stop whatever it was, but he was a second too late. Above him, the spatial debris that once upon a time had been the moon, his prison, continued their ever falling raid, incinerating the land and evaporating the water where they fall.

When Naruto and Hinata finished their kamikaze technique, both of them shared a small chaste kiss, before looking into each other's eyes for a last time.

"OOGI: KAMI NO NAMIDA" was their low shout in unison as the world unfolded on itself.

It was a lost sacred technique, one that required impossible amounts of chakra capacity. It was a kinjutsu, a prohibited technique, one that cost the users lives. Naruto and Hinata were dead before the jutsu started, but said jutsu was activated nonetheless. How it worked was something beyond human comprehension, something that only the Rikudo Sennin seemed to understand.

The jutsu locked on a target, in this case the Juubi. Once the target was identified, the whole dimension collapsed on itself, imploding, destroying all existence of the target, before unfolding itself back to normal again. To a cosmical outsider it would look like the universe got sucked in a point, leaving nothingness, before exploding in a Big Bang back into place, like nothing happened in the first place.

(End of the nightmare)

"I swear to you, on my nine tails that this time it will be different." She watched her kit, her sochi, soft and relaxed breathing. "I didn't travel through time and space to watch you being crush again. We will succeed, you will succeed, even if we have to burn the whole world to the ground."

And like that, the promise of different day, a better day, started anew under the starts.

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Note:

OOGI: KAMI NO NAMIDA = Secret Technique: God's tear

Troellog= Means Spiral in welsh. More about this seal will be revealed on a latter date.