So, yeah this is just a preview for a story I was planning on writing. I've read dozens of Naruto DxD xovers and decided to try my hand at one. DxD really is a fascinating universe. While the story certainly isn't as 'pliable' as the story in other series (most notably Naruto), the universe itself is perfect for manipulation. That is to say, many xover stories involving DxD have a character from another universe interacting and/or joining with Rias' peerage, directly imposing themselves upon the story. Of course there's nothing wrong with that. I love many of those stories. Seriously, a lot of them are well written and offer unique twists. Take "Naruto Chimera Effect" for example; ZRAIARZ does a magnificent job of creating his own unique class in the DxD system and having his version of Naruto impose his will on the story. He follows the original DxD template, but gives his own unique spin (massively unique)…I'm digressing. Just check out ZRAIARZ's story, it's pretty damn good.
Digression aside, I was wanting to do something a bit different than the norm. Most of the time, when Naruto or another character enters or is born into the DxD universe, they make an impact through the strength they possess. Not just physical strength, mind you, but a strong conviction, sometimes they're a bit overpowered, or they eventually become capable of tackling the strongest forces within the universe by the end of the fic, matching them blow for blow. Such is the same for a lot of manga and anime. Eventually the main character, via the means of a deus ex machina, becomes strong enough to challenge a super final raid boss level enemy who happens to be max level plus two. Nothing wrong with that, that's one of my favorite endings despite the cliché nature of it.
Anyway, I wanna do something different. A story where the main character isn't strong, and doesn't become super strong. A story where the main character has no special qualities that make them strong enough to go toe to toe with God-like beings in combat. Make no mistake, God-level enemies will fall, but not as a result of personal strength, but rather strength of the mind. Kinda a cliché statement I know, but I still have very rarely seen this idea come to completion in the sources that attempt it.
So, if you came for an OP Naruto who destroys his enemies in one hit…sorry, but that's not gonna happen. If you came to see a Naruto who ends the fight before it even begins, destroying his enemies before they can even boast about their "unmatched, god-like might," then this is certainly the place for you. I don't write fight scenes well, so there won't be many fights, but that's kind of the point. Naruto is going to Aizen these bitches better than Aizen ever Aizened. Aizen had power to back up his Aizenning, Naruto has intellect, guile, trickery, tenacity, and a cold-calculating personality bent upon achieving one thing and one thing alone…"insurance."
So, now that I've bored you enough, perhaps it's time for the preview, no? Keep in mind, this won't be for a while down the road…or it might happen in the second chapter, I don't know yet. Regardless, I present to you:
Razing Yggdrasil
"Hehehe." The new trickster god felt his shoulders begin to bounce, the body-parts reacting in a jovial manner to the elated feeling that swept through the master of trickery and guile. "Hahahaha!" Like a typhoon amassing over a body of water, the former Uchiha's laughter began building, augmented by the seemingly foolish statements of his returned adversary. "HAHAHAHAHAHA!" finally the damn burst as the dank, dark, and rather musty, prison chamber was filled with the cacophonous jovial expulsions that originated from the lungs of the new mad-God.
"Oh dobe, I needed that. I really did." The hubris was clearly evident in Sasuke's voice. He chuckled a bit more, still finding the blonde's idiocy (for what else could challenging a god be but sheer idiocy) rather entertaining. Finally, his mad laughter coming to an end, the trickster god gave his former compatriot a modicum of his attention.
"As you can see," the mad man flamboyantly flourished his arms, gesturing to the massive cavernous tomb in which the adversaries now resided, "I have come to finish what you were far too cowardly to even start!" An aura of madness, sheer unrestrained lunacy surrounded the Uchiha, fluctuating about his figure and inspiring fear within his soldiers. The cavern was dense with the madness exuded by the new member of the norse pantheon.
"Ragnarok will come about. I will champion the forces of Chaos, lead them to ultimate victory! "The psychosis of the once level-headed Uchiha had reached its zenith. "Thanks to you, dobe, I now have the means of, not only prematurely unleashing the denizens of Chaos," here he gestured to the rather large wolf chained to the tree root via a red thread," but controlling and augmenting their powers thanks to your technology!"
Through the Uchiha's spiel, Naruto not once moved, nor did he change the expression upon his face. His was still a visage of the utmost calm and collected variety. Something with which the Uchiha found distaste.
"Shocked into a stupor are you?" Sasuke rationalized his former friend's current demeanor more for his own benefit than anything else, a personal assurance that there was nothing that the Uzumaki could do to ruin him.
"You see, I had originally planned on usurping control from you sooner. I thought that you were mad, thinking yourself capable of taking down a god, let alone Loki!" It seemed like the dobe needed to understand the depth at which he had lost. "But then, you did it! Imagine my surprise when you gutted that smarmy bastard." Truthfully it had been a pleasant surprise. It had actually been quite inspiring, watching as the blonde stood over the broken and dying form of the master of tricksters. "I thought I had finally found someone worthy enough to follow." Here the Uchiha paused, reliving the moment and its subsequent upheaval.
"But you didn't take the power…" disbelief colored Sasuke's voice. Truly it was mad, the idea that Naruto did not take what was rightfully his by conquest. "You told me to take the power that lunatic left behind." Sasuke grew seemingly contemplative. "I was baffled," suddenly his conviction grew, a mad grin made its way onto his face, "but then I realized the truth. " A pause.
"You were scared. Scared of what might happen if you took the power."
Naruto remained silent.
"I realized then, that the world didn't need a coward like you ruling it. So I took the throne for myself, taking with it your organization, your technology, and your very goals." The Uchiha's mind, warped by the power of the mad god, had finally gone. The once noble Uchiha Sasuke, a man who wanted peace for his family and justice for his brother, was no more. In his place stood another mad god, like Loki before him, Sasuke had given in to the allure of power and the promise of ultimate triumph.
"I will start Ragnarok. Iwill lead the forces of Chaos to destroy Odin. I will use your technology to take his power! I will take all of their powers! I will become the singularity! I will become the only being of importance! Humanity will worship me! Will worship there one true God!" Mad laughter followed the lunatics rant. His belief in his own power, in the power he had stolen from a fallen god, had morphed him, transformed him into the mirror image of the fallen Loki.
"Perhaps," he mused following the end of his cacophonous cackle," I will spare you this time, dobe." An expression of psychotic glee wormed its way onto his face. "Once I'm all powerful, I think I'll need a consort. Perhaps I'll transform you into a beautiful siren to warm my bed at night. Such a fitting fate for a coward such as yourself, pleasing me while I rule over humanity like the gods before me: something you fought so hard to discontinue!"
Naruto's smile finally slipped from his face. He stared forward at his old friend with a look of disappointment, the frigid calculation normally present in his gaze strangely absent, instead replaced by forlorn pity at what had become of his most trusted compatriot. His next action would surely be one of the most difficult things he had ever done to ensure the reality of his plan.
"You know, Naruto." Sasuke trained his psychotic gaze upon his former employer. "I think I'm going to break you now. You know? Just spare me the trouble of having to do it later."
His godly aura burned ever brighter. With a flex of his muscles, Sasuke expanded the aura outward, layering the area with his ill intent. A quick flick of his eyes back to the dobe and he was there, hand wrapped around Naruto's throat, ready to begin what could only be described as the ultimate in humiliation. He would destroy the dobe, before rebuilding him as something much more…pleasing to look at, pleasurable to touch.
Naruto's expression was as calm as ever, angering the Uchiha. Oh yes, he was going to enjoy wiping that look off of the dobe's stupid face. Perhaps a dopey, vapid smile on the new bitch's face would work…oh and he would make the dobe a complete bimbo as well, yes that would work nicely.
"Contingency:"
What was that? Had the idiot spoken out loud to him? A slight buzz made itself present throughout the Uchiha's body before settling on his core. He eyed the dobe suspiciously. The buzz wasn't damaging, it didn't hurt, his danger senses weren't reacting, so why was it so unsettling? Whatever, the dobe seemed to be about to speak, perhaps to beg against his fate?
"Activate."
Pain was all the Uchiha knew now.
(in development and sure to give away major spoilers)
Naruto gazed over the form of the convulsing Uchiha turned god—or rather, former god. "You know, Sasuke," the triumphant Uzumaki's icy blue orbs grew distant, far-seeing, "I almost don't want you to die."
Even had the Uchiha been listening to his blonde one-time friend, he would have been unable to make out the words being spoken to him. His auditory factories were currently occupied by the sounds of his very atomic make-up being torn asunder, piece by painful piece.
"It was a difficult decision to make." The blonde continued, unaware, or perhaps uncaring, of his adversaries inability to hear him. "Planning for the ultimate demise of the one individual who I considered a friend."
Sasuke's screams as well as those of his subordinates—Naruto's former subordinates—prevented the other inhabitants of the room from overhearing the blonde's musings. Not that they cared anyway; it wasn't in their nature to care for the ailing of such lesser creatures as these humans, no matter how much they may have respected the human in question.
"Don't get me wrong, of course," Naruto's far-reaching gaze directed itself towards the ever-expansive abyss that was the ceiling of this leviathan's tomb. "I was never particularly looking for any friends," a melancholic smile, ironic in its very nature, snuck across his face, "I knew from the very beginning what this relationship of ours was." Naruto brought his head down, moving his thoughtful expression, relocating the subject of his stare, to the dirt riddled tile below.
"It was only a matter of time until you betrayed me—betrayed all I stood for so that you could attain greater power." In truth, Naruto held no ill will towards his former friend. He couldn't. Naruto himself had planned—counted—on Sasuke's betrayal. Sadly, betrayal was a necessity in order for the blonde's ultimate goal to come to fruition.
Finally, Naruto's gaze trained itself back upon the broken, dying form of the replacement god. He watched, watched as his one-time friend writhed in agony as his cells disintegrated. The rictus that had replaced the Uchiha's once handsome face would have sent chills of terror through even the most hardened of men. Even the gods themselves would have to avert their gaze from the pathetic form that now lay in front of the blonde god-killer. Yet Naruto continued to stare, unabated, unmoving, unfeeling. This was punishment; punishment exacted for both the Uchiha's betrayal and for the blonde's willingness to destroy his own wayward friend.
Naruto continued to stare.
The Uchiha was nearly gone now. The screams died out as the last of his body turned to light-blue, sparkling ash. Heavenly in appearance, the dust danced in the air, as though it were a dancer performing a ballet. Finally, the dust settled, coalescing into a finite, corporeal form. A blue sphere now lay at Naruto's feet; it lay right where the Uchiha had been.
Pulsing with god-like power, the sphere promised untold strength to those who were worthy enough to take the place of the fallen god.
Naruto gazed at the sphere for a minute before letting a sight escape his lungs. He carefully picked up the beautiful blue ball of untold power, cradling it in two hands. It could have easily fit within one palm, having only been about three inches in diameter, yet this was a delicate situation. As such, the Uzumaki wanted no mistakes to be made, lest all of his meticulous work fall apart at the seams. Bringing the ball of energy up to his eye, Naruto gazed into it, seemingly awestruck by the weight such a small trinket would have on the fate of the world. Without a word he turned to his fellow occupants of the "deepest hell." No words were spoken as his gaze trained upon his new comrades. None need be spoken; they all understood.
It was time to go to work.