Decent into the Abyss Pt. 1
Whew. The crossover was generally well-received. Got to admit, I was really nervous about the reception, but I'm surrounded by nice people it seems. And everyone tells me that everyone on the internet are all bad people.
Moving on. We have reached a most critical point in the odyssey of Shin'en. This chapter and those that follow are most pivotal in character development, and are both very crucial to this fic's future...which may get me flamed from Hell, but I sat down to write this piece of fiction over a year ago, and I'm sticking with my original idea...which, in order to work properly, will need some nerfing...as in serious power-dampening...which is what will most likely get me flamed. So get ready for violence, destruction, emotional struggles, and the questioning of purpose and identity.
On a side note, the fishing tournament went well.
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO or Naruto
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Izanagi was not happy. The Shinto equivalent of Zeus (at least in regards to position within the family) hadn't really been happy since his 'brilliant' son went behind his back to strike up a deal with the Greek Fates, in order to deal the dimensional anomaly that was Kaguya Otsutsuki. Thanks to Susano'o, the Shinto pantheon now had a few thousand extra dimensions on their hands, ninety percent of them revolving around a temperamental murder machine that had decided to call itself 'Shin'en.'
Of course, that wasn't saying that every dimension was morbid; there were quite a few where the demigod was actually happy. There were ones that would've made your head spin. There were ones that would've made you sick. There were ones that would've made you coo and go 'awe' at how fluffy they were.
However, the dimension Izanagi was currently staring at was making him unhappy. Not because of its past, setup, and backstory, but because of the direction it was heading.
Usually, Izanagi wouldn't care about a variant of the 'Backup Plan,' since most dimensions were usually erased after Shin'en brought about mass genocide on a scale that would've Adolf Hitler enlisting the boy's help to eradicate the Jews, but this specific dimension was important seeing as it was the first to be made. Backup Plan Prime, if you will. And the Shinto patriarch wanted at least one dimension where the main character didn't blow everything up.
Izanagi glowered at the stock-still form of his son, and said two simple words that held more weight than the entire asteroid belt combined. "Fix. This."
Susano'o just bowed at the waist, before sucking himself into a vortex.
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The Storm God reappeared in a space lit with dull yellow light that was coming from an old man dressed in a white robe who was sitting cross-legged while suspended in midair. Beneath the man were eight floating orbs the same color as the rest of this void. Clutched tightly in his wrinkled hand was a shihakusho with a crescent at one end, and a ringed ring on the other. In front of the man was a large 'screen,' easily comparable to that of an IMAX theater. Showing on this screen was Shin'en standing on top of his dragon, with thirteen beams of light slowly erupting from the numerous maws.
"Hagoromo."
The Sage of the Six Paths turned his head, but the high collar of his robe hid all of his face, except his glowing Rinnegan eyes. "Susano'o...I'm still not happy with you allowing Indra access to your powers."
Said god coughed. If he was honest with himself, the Sage really put him on edge. "Yes, well, it seemed like a good idea at the time."
"Until Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi had the same…'good idea.'"
Susano'o shifted, clearly intimidated by the glare of the Sage. "It's not my fault my sister got jealous and Tsukuyomi decided to tag along with her."
Hagoromo's eye continued to glow, clearly unimpressed with the excuses. "Indeed. Are you going to tell me why you have decided to confront me, or do you insist on meaningless banter?"
Susano'o had the urge to petulantly argue with the Sage about the 'meaningless banter,' but the displeasure of his father stayed his tongue. Instead, he moved on to business. "Father has ordered me to right the situation I have created in regards to the world you are currently watching."
"And so you come to me in the hopes that I will aid Naruko and Sasuke by prematurely awakening their heritage as my children, so that they will be able to match Perseus, and defeat him," Hagoromo mused as he stared at the battle raging before him.
"That was my intention, yes."
The Sage hummed deeply, stroking the length of his beard in thought. He had seen hundreds upon hundreds of dimensions. He had seen dimensions where it had been Persephone that had been taken; dimensions where twin girls had been born, or twin boys, or even a mix of triplets; dimensions where both children had been taken; dimensions where Perseus had wound up in the Leaf, and was became Kurama's Jinchuuriki; dimensions where Obito hadn't been crushed, therefore the Blood War never happened and Perseus was a happy and loyal shinobi to the Hidden Mist; dimensions where the boy had wound up in other Hidden Villages, and had walked down many different paths; Hell, the Sage had seen dimensions where Perseus had been adopted by Kaguya, adopted by himself, or adopted by Madara; speaking of, Hagoromo had even seen dimensions where Perseus had taken the place of Obito, had been the one behind Kurama's attack, the Uchiha massacre, and the Fourth Great Ninja War, but that was all beside the point.
The point was, Hagoromo had seen thousands of dimensions where the foreigner had brought about nothing but carnage and annihilation, and he was tired of it. That boy was a menace, and not in the mischievous prankster way, but in the needed-to-be-put-down kind of way. Like a rabid animal.
The Sage of the Six Paths spun around to face Susano'o fully, his face wrinkled with age, but that only made him look more intimidating. "You ask for my help in eliminating the boy? Then you shall have it, God of Storms."
Well…eliminate was a bit too strong of a word in this situation, since Susano'o didn't want Shin'en eliminated so much as…weakened, or made to be way more manageable. But perhaps Susano'o was giving Hagoromo and the rest of the mortals too much credit; Shin'en was a big boy, and could handle himself in a fight, and there was also his new Sharingan and his Demigod Mode in case things got too hectic. There was also his body-destroying hydrokinesis.
Nevertheless, Susano'o bowed slightly at the Sage, before raising back up. "Thank you for your help…Brother."
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Time resumed fully now, and the lasers slammed into their targets in flashes of light, and ground-trembling force. Lightning flashed at the same time, and the thunder only increased the effect Shin'en had upon the Village Hidden in the Leaves. The Clan Compounds, the Academy, the Hokage Tower, and the bathhouse were atomized, and anything inside of them went bye-bye. Even with the pouring rain, twenty-six massive fires raged uncontrollably within the Village.
Within the Hokage monument, the terrible shaking, combined with the absence of Persephone, had everyone panicking to the point where they just barreled out of the cave-shelter. They were unopposed, as even their genin bodyguards were standing stunned in the heavy rain. The gods and half-bloods all gazed in morbid awe at the destruction.
Then they heard the roar.
Everyone covered their ears because of the volume, and the shockwaves generated by whatever made the sound almost had people go flying, but the genin were a bit more aware of the situation, and were able to keep people on the ground. Zeus grumbled about being saved by a girl with pink hair, while Artemis was resisting the urge to punch and kick at the boy who was holding her. The one with the pineapple-looking hair.
The roar subsided, and now they could look at what made it...what they saw almost made people shit themselves. A massive, gigantic silhouette of some kind of serpent with thirteen necks, and glowing red eyes. The power rolling out from that direction was overwhelming, and Poseidon felt his blood freeze because A) that was his son standing on top of that thing, and B) his daughter was running in that same direction.
"Is that Shin'en!?" Ino screamed over the pouring rain and howling winds.
"Yeah! I think it is!" Kiba howled back. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a girl in silver, with a silver headband around her skull, slip off the side of the Monument. The Inuzuka heir moved quickly, grabbing the girl's wrist before she could fall and splatter. With practiced ease, he hauled the girl up.
She could scowl at him all she wanted; it was his duty as a shinobi of the Leaf to protect the civilians, whether they be foreign or not. She did smell funny though.
"This is unreal! Not even Naruko has this much power!" Choji screamed.
"Rah!" Shikamaru battled against the storm, using his chakra to keep himself anchored against the winds. Someone screamed, and the Nara clasped his hands. "Shadow Possession Jutsu!" Using the light of the fires and the near-constant flashes of lightning, Shikamaru shot his shadow out. The black whip latched on to the shadows of those about to go flying, and held them down.
"We need to get the civilians back inside! Before we lose someone!"
The other genin nodded, and began to usher the Greeks back into the cave, which proved difficult when you had prideful gods mixed in with the crowd...along with a frantic mother who was without either of her babies. But these kids were shinobi, along with most of them being the heirs to the most powerful ninja families on the continent. They managed.
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The tomoes in Shin'en's scarlet eyes spun slowly, burning the image of the Leaf's current state into his memory for as long as he lived. It was almost too fucking easy! His chakra on constant recharge, the Sharingan, the rain, his dragon, and lasers! Fucking lasers, man! HAHAHA! But why stop with the Leaf!? Why not go all the way!? To the rest of the world!? HAHAHA! And take Sasuke's eyes! And combine them with Hashirama's arm! AND GET THE RINNEGAN!
Shin'en arched his back as he howled with unholy glee.
His laughter subsided, replaced with a drunken, manic grin as he sensed the arrival of Yugito and Bee, with the rest of the shinobi not too far behind, and his dumbass sister bringing up the far rear. A slight pang ripped through the demigod, suddenly, as memories of his time with his guardian and her rapping friend shot up the surface.
Shin'en hissed in pain. Grrrrr…their fault-their fault-their fault he was hurting! If they had just stayed out of his fucking life—if they had just left well-enough alone—if they had not existed-! He wouldn't be hurting right now.
But what did they want!? A small voice wailed. Why are they here!?
"Shin'en!" Yugito screamed, fear, desperation, and sadness clearly evident in her voice. "Stop this! You don't have to destroy anything anymore!"
The demigod cocked his head to the side. "And why is that?"
Somehow, over the din of thunder, rain, and wind, and the massive height distance between them, Yugito still managed to make out her surrogate little brother's words. "They didn't do anything to you! Can't you see!? You're being no better than the ones that killed your family!"
That was not the right thing to say.
At all.
Shin'en's eyes widened in fury, his fractured psyche blowing what Yugito said was out of proportion. "Don't speak of them!" he shrieked. "Don't even mention those insects! They hurt me! Lied to me! Turned my life into a lie! If I ever see them again, I'll kill them all slowly!"
Tears pricked at Yugito's eyes. "He's gone mad…"
Bee put his large hand on her shoulder, his crinkled behind his glasses. "That's not the same boy we helped raise. Whatever happened during his match with Number 9 and the Uchiha finally sent him over the edge. I know this is the last thing you want to hear, but…for his own sake, and for the sakes of everyone else in the world…we need to stop him. Permanently."
Yugito whirled around, ferally glaring. Her left eye was pure yellow, while her right was pure green.
"Kitten," Yugito froze, "Killer Bee is right. That poor boy has lived a life that not even an adult could handle. All those years of training, combined with watching his family be murdered in front of him, and what he did in the Blood War had finally taken its toll. Shin'en died long ago, Kitten. What you face now is a demon wearing his skin."
Yugito froze, her soul racked with more turmoil than she had ever felt before in her life.
"Kitten…if you ever did love him, then do what must be done. Free him from the life that chose him. Free him from the curse of vengeance. Free him from the burden of death. Set him free, Kitten."
Yugito's tears were indistinguishable from the rain. Her whole body shuddered and quaked from the decision she was having to make. Finally, she turned to look up at Shin'en, meeting his crimson eyes (perhaps he had always had the Sharingan, and it was just waiting to emerge), and said, "Please. Don't do this."
The boy was unshakeable. He reached down, removing his headband from the sash around his waist. He ran his hand through his hair, slicking the thin strands back over his scalp. He tied the white cloth around his forehead, and channeled a bit of Wind Chakra into his fingertip. He slashed the plate.
"I don't take orders from you."
Yugito's heart hammered in her chest, like final bang of a gavel. She closed her eyes, mentally and emotionally steeling herself for this battle. She opened her eyes, both of them hard and cold. Matatabi and Bee were right. Her Shin'en…her precious brother…he had died long ago. Now she was avenging his death. "Then I will do what I must."
Drawing upon her Tailed-Beast's chakra, Yugito was engulfed in an inferno of blue and black. The fire took shape, becoming the very Hellcat itself. Bee stared up sadly, before he, too, took the form of his tenant. Shin'en's eyes glowed with absolution as he stared down those that were once his family…his second family.
"You will try…"
The Two and Eight-Tails roared, and charged forward.
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Naruko and Sasuke paused when they saw the Tailed-Beasts emerge. The transmigrant siblings looked at each other.
"I'm with you, to the end," Sasuke said.
Naruko nodded, uncharacteristically serious, before she sped off again, her brother hot on her heels.
"Naruko…think carefully about this. A month ago you were no match for the Abyss, and just minutes ago, the combined might of you and the Uchiha, even with your new powers, was barely enough to faze him, and he was still holding back. Now he has no such inhibition, and will not hesitate to use lethal force this time. His hatred runs deeper than my own, and his chakra is ten times more foul. Are you sure you can defeat him?"
'Yeah, I'm sure. If I could get you to stop being such a grouchy furball, then I can get Shin'en to stop being a dumbass! Believe it!'
"Brat," Kurama growled slowly. "I was restricted by the sealing jutsu, and the chakra fragments of your father and mother. The Abyss has no such restrictions. Why do you care so much about him, anyway? He is a stranger to you, an enemy, even, one trying to kill everyone you love. Should that not warrant the desire for vengeance against him for his atrocities?"
Naruko remained mentally silent for a time, ignoring the rain stinging her skin, soaking into her clothes, and the colossal battle in front of her. Then, she answered.
'Every day, I ask myself what I would be like if I didn't have Dad, or Mom, or Menma, or Sasuke, or Kakashi-sensei, or Iruka-Sensei, or any of my friends in my life. Every time I look at Shin'en, I have my answer.'
Kurama didn't speak, content with listening to his partner's answer.
'I can see it in his eyes. So much power, so much strength, but so much darkness, so much pain, so much loneliness. He grew up alone, shunned, without friends…and now he's being stupid. I swear I'm going to beat some sense into him, and become his friend! I never go back on my word, because that's my Ninja Way!'
The mighty Nine-Tails balked, his crimson eyes widening considerably. Then he began laughing, not in malice, or disbelief, or in jest, but in joy. Joy at having found a human that breaks the mold. Joy at having this girl as a friend. And joy at the opportunity to fight alongside her and do some good in the world.
Still though, at the very back of Kurama's mind, so far back that he himself did not register these thoughts, he knew that such a mindset, such a philosophy, such a belief…was folly. If Naruko moved through life believing that a fist to the face and a tight hug was going to solve the world's problems, she would soon be killed.
Then there was a brief flash of light within the seal.
"Hello, Kurama. It's been a while."
"…the fuck?"
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Persephone was sprinting through the village at a pace that would've had Olympic runners struggling to keep up. The cause behind such speed, you ask? Well, a combination of adrenaline, divine physiology, a singular drive to get to her little brother, and the rain. Rain was water. Water was power. Power was desperately needed right now.
When Percy shot those beams, she didn't care. When those monsters rose, she didn't care. When she saw that redhead and the blonde and the boy with the makeup all go flying past, she didn't care. Not even the threat of her mother, father, or extended family being mad at her made her care. All Seph cared about was getting to her twin, and knocking him un-silly…and then taking him back with her to Camp Half-Blood so he wouldn't be subject to this Hell of a world.
And she had been to the Underworld. Persephone knew what Hell looked like. The Shinobi World was in close running.
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It was a titanic battle that wouldn't be seen again for three years. A single monster fighting against multiple monsters. Matatabi and Gyuki battled relentlessly against the Thirteen-Headed Water Dragon, but they were unable to gain any ground, not against the multiheaded onslaught.
The Hellcat bounced and leapt around, snapping and slashing at the dragon's heads.
Gyuki slid across the battlefield, similarly punching with his humongous fists and swiping with his giant tails.
However, Shin'en's jutsu was much faster than its bulk would suggest. The large heads snapped out and retracted at speeds comparable with that of a snake, slamming into the sides of the Tailed-Beasts, but the blunt force meant next to nothing to the chakra monsters. Yet, every hit scored against the dragon was easily regenerated due to the rain, or even more easily avoided due the dragon's liquid nature.
Matatabi leapt back, and charged a small Tailed-Beast Ball. The white-and-red-orb of extremely volatile chakra was released, but Shin'en just split his dragon's body apart, and the Ball sailed harmlessly across the landscape before detonating in a low-level (for a Tailed-Beast) explosion.
Shin'en responded with a quick laser that was easily dodged. On the other side, Gyuki charged his Tailed-Beast Ball, and released it a massive wave of yellow destruction. Shin'en was not unprepared, though. Four heads reared up, each one charging a massive amount of chakra.
"Gale Style: Focus Laser!"
The four beams of chakra zoomed out, rushing to meet the Tailed-Beast Beam. The two jutsu collided in a classic struggle for dominance, and it was a battle not easily won for either side. Gyuki roared, pouring chakra into his jutsu, while Shin'en grit his teeth, his Sharingan spinning. Allowing the rain to soak into his body, directly into his chakra system, replenishing his reserves as fast as he burned through them, he supercharged his own technique.
The chakra beams reached a crescendo, and cancelled each other out in an earth-reshaping explosion. The shockwave washed over the Leaf Village, causing all confrontation to come grinding to a halt if it hadn't already.
Matatabi reared back onto her hind legs, and four of the dragon heads snapped out. The Hellcat batted them away with her paws and tails, each impact causing a massive cloud of steam to erupt, but it was clear as to who was superior. Especially when two more heads shot out from seemingly nowhere, ramming into Matatabi with enough force to send the Tailed-Beast skidding across the ground, destroying several meters' worth of dead trees.
Dazed from the explosion, Gyuki was caught off guard when multiple sets of jaws clamped down on various spots of his body, the sharp teeth digging into his body. The Eight-Tails' blank eyes widened considerably when he was picked up off the ground, and hurled right into the recovering Two-Tails. The Tailed-Beasts went down in a heap.
Shin'en's grin was filled with pure malice as he charged up his chakra, channeling the energy right into the thirteen maws of his jutsu. Lightning flashed from behind, throwing his form into shadow. Only his ruby eyes and his scratched-out headband were visible.
"Gale Style: Focus Laser."
The Tailed-Beasts were too slow to get back up, and they took the full brunt of all thirteen lasers. The following explosion was comparable to that of the Nine-Tails' own chakra ball, and Matatabi and Gyuki were both caught right in the middle. Their massive bodies were obscured by orange and yellow, the sky was illuminated with white, the earth trembled something fierce, and all of man stared in awe.
Except for one.
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"Bee!" Ei roared. That fucking does it! The future Fourth Raikage completely ditched his fight with Jiraiya, and zoomed right up to his father, Ay, and delivered the father of all haymakers right into the current Raikage's temple.
The veteran shinobi was caught so surprised that his own son would strike him in such a way, that he took the full brunt of the punch…and he kind of blacked out due to the force behind the punch, his brain doing a hard reset. Ay went flying across the village, just a blur as he careened lifelessly through building after building, tearing a trench across the village interior, before crashing somewhere a few hundred feet shy of the towering wall, his momentum depleted by friction.
Minato, Jiraiya, Darui, Cee, Kakashi, Sarutobi, Orochimaru, Pakura, and Chiyo all stared at the hulking, lightning-wreathed man in shock.
Ei snorted like an animal in the direction he just sent his father, before rounding on the Snake Sannin, his eyes sparking with electricity. Orochimaru let his signature sly grin split his face, before he threw a smoke bomb down at his feet. The smoke cleared, and he was gone. No one cared, all of them more concerned with what happened now.
"Ei…you just…you just…hit Lord Raikage," Cee stuttered.
"Yes, and I'll do it a thousand times over if I have to. I am invoking the Succession Principle," Ei rumbled, daring the other two Cloud-nin to object. They didn't. "In the event that the succeeding Raikage deems the current Raikage unfit for duty, then the former may challenge the latter for the title of Kage. With my father now indisposed, I assume the title, AND HEREBY CALL THIS INVASION—ENDED!" the new Raikage boomed, his voice carrying over the entire village.
"ALL CLOUD NINJA WILL ASSIST THOSE OF THE LEAF AND SAND IN THE NEUTRALIZATION OF SHIN'EN! FAILURE TO COMPLY WILL BE DEALT WITH LETHAL CONSEQUENCES!"
Ei breathed in deeply, and thunder rumbled overhead.
"Ei…what…?" Minato asked, clearly in a state of shock.
Tired eyes met the sapphire ones of the Fourth Hokage. "I never supported this invasion, Minato, and I never supported Shin'en being turned into a weapon of mass destruction surpassing a Jinchuuriki. My father's mind, in his old age, believed it a good idea to expand his power via the demigod, and now we have this crisis on our hands. Now come, we must stop Shin'en from destroying everything, and killing everyone."
"Why should we trust you?" Pakura asked, her eyes narrowed.
"Because if you don't help me in stopping that boy, we'll all be dead by morning."
"Come now, boy," Chiyo said. "No child is as powerful as that. Two Tailed-Beasts is one thing, two Tailed-Beasts, an army, and several S-rank shinobi are another."
"For all our sakes, I pray that you are right." Ei wasted no more time with words, and leapt off into the storm, intent on saving his brother, his friend, and either stopping Shin'en…or killing him. Darui and Cee were right behind him.
"Can we trust them?" Kakashi asked suspiciously.
"Yes." Sarutobi answered immediately. "Ei is not lying when he says that the boy has the power to kill us all. I can sense his chakra from here, and he has yet to unleash all of it. There is great danger to be found around Shin'en, and it would be best if we all join to defeat this threat."
His piece finished, all eyes were on Minato. The Fourth Hokage stared at the dragon in the distance, and the explosion that had yet to fade away. He was having flashbacks. The village on fire, the sky black and evil, and a monster laying waste to his home. Sapphire eye hardened.
"I didn't let the Nine-Tails destroy my home…I will not let an angsty brat do the same."
The Yellow Flash leapt out into the storm, the rest of his allies following close behind, even Chiyo and Pakura.
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Itachi stumbled dumbly through the smoldering ruins of his compound. In his daze, he had forgotten to deactivate his Sharingan, so everything he saw was being etched into his memory, forever. The once proud buildings were now flattened, or crumbling into ash, or unrecognizable as something that could be considered living space.
That was nothing compared to the bodies, however.
The stench of burning meat was heavy in the air, and everywhere Itachi looked, there seemed to be someone he knew…or what was left of someone he knew. The bodies, all different shapes and sizes, were toasted, blackened, charred, and smoking. Itachi could identify his cousins, little Ayami, young Shiro and his twin sister Kuro, Uncle Shido, Aunt Kaya, his cousin Masashi, and his other cousin, Kurami.
Not even his fiancé, Izumi, has survived. The remains of her smoking corpse, a charred skeleton with its legs caught under a piece of rubble, its skull pried open in a desperate scream, strands of hair still attached, its left arm curled underneath, and its right arm extended, clawing at nothing, was identifiable by the still-shining ring adorning the right ring finger.
Itachi's heart constricted, and he fell to his knees with a strangled sob, his tears mixing with the rain. He didn't even want to attempt to find his house, where his mother had been. If there was anything left of her body, Itachi knew that he wouldn't be able to bear seeing it.
An ear-splitting roar sounded in the distance, and Itachi was quick to face the source. His Mangekyou spun to life, burning in fury, and despair. Shin'en…Shin'en…Shin'en!
His fault!
Their blood!
His hands!
Retribution!
Vengeance!
HATRED!
Itachi screamed. He let his anger, years of pent up emotion, out in long, anguished roar. Lightning flashed, thunder shook the earth, and the ANBU captain disappeared with nary a sound. He zoomed across the Leaf, the terrain, the earth. He was going to kill Shin'en. And not Minato, not Jiraiya, not Hiruzen, not his father, not Sasuke, not Naruko, and definitely not any Cloud-nin…were going to stop him from achieving his goal.
No one was going to stop Itachi was taking Shin'en's life.
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This is the first major arc. The first major confrontation in the odyssey. Shin'en vs. everyone. Everyone vs. Shin'en.
Ay has been deposed, and such a powerful blow to the skull, the effect increased due to old age and unpreparedness, will leave some very nasty brain damage.
The Leaf genin are doing their best to keep the Greeks in one spot, but will they be able to contain such a large gathering of restless children, and prideful pagan gods, even if their powers are repressed, forever? Probably not.
Susano'o makes a desperate bid to solve things on order of his father, Izanagi. What does this mean for Naruko and Sasuke? What did the Storm God mean by 'Brother?'
Persephone races across the village, witnessing firsthand the amount of destruction her beloved younger brother is capable of. When she reaches him, will she break through to his heart, or will she just become another number on his forearm?
Tune in next time on Backup Plan to find out for yourself!
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