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here's chapter 3, I guess I'm the type of the person that just posts a chapter the moment that it's done. However it takes me like hours to even think and type out a single chapter so when camp gets busier next week chapters will probably slow a lot.

But for now enjoy the double chapter.

Luckily I don't think I have it in me to end on much of a cliff hanger.

I would like to say thanks for all the support once again! I really was not expecting anything at the start, but somehow as a new author, I've been able to gather some.

It also doesn't help that I type whatever I think so advice on how to control the story to make it better will be greatly appreciated. Thanks darkshadowraven!

So this chapter will be mostly from Naruto's POV I think with a bit of Azula. It will be explained in the chapter if your interested, well if you even bother to read ANs :)

Disclaimer: I own nothing

'Thoughts'

"Speaking"

Flashbacks

Bijuu and Spirits

He was lying down on something soft, like lying on a bag of wool. Naruto opened his eyes, exposing them to gentle sunlight, he recognized where he was currently at.

His mind scape, his internal world.

No longer was it the sewer like construct as in his youth. The love that he had received helped immensely, penetrating through his defense, (represented by the metal walls that looked like sewage pipes) and allowing him to vent his pent up his sadness when he needed to (the water representing unshed tears).

They had freed him, freed him from his pain and allowed his mind scape to finally develop into what it was now, the land of golden clouds, (to be just as free) full of shining radiance, (his hope for the future) and gentle sunlight (his kindness but fierce determination). Nearly a replicas of his mothers, the same field where he had last met her.

"Thank you for letting me be your mother, and for letting Minato be your father. Thank you for being our son. Thank you… Thank you!"

Thinking about her brought a pang of nostalgia, knocking the wind out of his sails and with this one thought, he slowly started thinking about the others. One after the other. First, Neji then Gai, Obito, the shinobi alliance all in one fell swoop than the bijuu as they gave up their chakra one by one. At the giant stone Kurama behind two long golden gates.

Stared at the remnants of one of his last few friends.

'NARUTO!'

'What is it Kurama I'm a bit busy you know!' He leaned back feeling the wind break in front of him, as Kaguya's bone drill zoomed past his face missing by a mere hair.

'The bijuu are ready.' His body moved on auto-pilot dodging Kaguya's moves in rhythmic motions. She was unskilled and it was easy enough to dodge, easy enough to stall for time for a discussion on how to end this.

Even if she would always win in a battle of attrition.

'Ready for?' He felt Kurama's trepidation, it was more telling than he was willing to admit.

'Death.' That was impossible. The bijuu were immortal, unable to die as long as chakra in any form existed. Being able to reform from the ambient chakra in the air. Despite the wasteland the elemental region was devastated. Natural energy still saturated the air, enough to reform the bijuu many times over, even if it would never be replenished.

In essence bijuu chakra was filtered nature chakra, transferred to their host in contents that depended on how willing they were, the bijuu acting as the balancer.

Bijuu chakra would not turn the jinchurikki to stone because there was a medium to control its intake. But it could be used by the bijuu to influence their user to an extent.

Thats when he noticed the utter lack of energy in the surroundings the unnaturalness of the surroundings.

'Kurama stop it you don't have to do this.'

'Haha! I already have. Use it or don't it's up to you. The results don't matter. Do with it as you will.'

'Kurama? KURAMA!'

The fox had gone silent after that not replying. His control of the tailed beast mode instantly putting him into tailed beast stage mode instead, without requiring him to control the natural energies himself.

Thats when he decided that enough was enough.

"Sasuke... let's end this... even if we die."

He fell to his knees, grief overwhelming him. During the war, he had not been able to contemplate their sacrifice, everyone's sacrifice, for their victory. The dam broke, as Naruto cried and grieved for the death of his closest friends, his family. Grieved for the senseless death of the old, the young, the innocent, the guilty. Rain fell around him as he knelt in front of one of his closest friends, now a statue. He let the grief overwhelm him, surrounded himself in it.

But he would not let it control him, would not let any mistake, any freak accident change him.

He was Naruto Uzumaki. Son of Konoha's yellow flash and the red hot-blooded habenero. The unpredictable knuckle-headed shinobi. Second generation toad sage. He had been orphaned once and now yet again.

But he would never give up, would never surrender, even in the face of certain defeat. It was his nindo, his promise to himself. To never give up despite the odds.

He sat down cross legged, while turmoil swirled within him, and blended with nature.

He let it flow through him while releasing some of what was within him, a form of exchanging information with the whole that was mother nature, a mode of communication that transcended words, that went past memories. Exposing both himself to nature totally as well as exposing nature to himself.

To become a part of this world that he was now a part of. To witness glimpses in its history, its way of life.

To try to see if an alien like him would be able to fit into this new ecosystem.

While simultaneously falling into deep meditation he experienced the world around him,learnt of its diversity, its animals and flora, many unseen in his old dimension.

Learnt its geography, island nations so spread out and full of sea, where boats and ships were plentiful to travel all over, when his had been mainly one continent and Kirigakure as a set of accompanying islands. Its lands full of mysterious wonders, mountains of fog of the highest peaks and lowest deeps.

Felt the energy around him, boundless, infinite in comparison to what there was back in his home.

And most surprisingly of all, the existence of a parallel world, running along side this one.

Then he was snapped out of his meditation by the feel of a paw upon his face. Startled, he opened his eyes and flailed his arms around him, landing on the ground. Only to be met by a peculiar sight.

In front of him was a brown fox, nothing special, that had ethereal blue eyes, they glowed in the moonlight, shining. The fox backed away, moving a reasonable distance away although not totally out of his reach. It couldn't form facial expressions but his empath abilities allowed him to detect its feelings of surprise, as though it had not expected him to move at all. It threw back one last wary look, before scampering off.

He glanced around his surroundings, he was in a field, nothing like the forest he had been in. No other intelligent creature except the fox any where nearby.

No flame which burned all that it touched, that felt cold yet warm.

"Welp no point staying here." He stood up pumping his hands in the air. "Lets follow that vixen ne?" He swiped his hand under his nose and continued onwards, following the emotions of surprise, and fear of the fox as it retreated.

He hoped he would have an answer at the end of the road.

It had been hours since he started running, the field he was at had at one point stopped and transitioned into a forest full of deep trees and life.

He might have lost sight of the fox in this jungle if not for his abilities, the small animal being easily lost in the deep forests.

As it is, he has been following from a distance, the fox now seeming content and slowly making its way to a location, he only hoped it was a village.

It was then he noticed, the giant structure looming in the distance, hanging upside down on the in the trees.

"What the what kinda architect built this piece of junk." He honestly wondered. It was strategically hard to defend and could collapse at any moment destroying the whole library should any of the tree vines snap.

He watched the fox enter, moving in through an entrance, into what he assumed was a mad mans palace.

"Welp lets live life a little. I just hope I can find someone I can talk to in there."

He tree jumped in, entering into the palace, towards where he felt the largest energy signature among all the small ones(similar to the fox) only to meet face to face a giant owl.

"What the what kind of freak experiment are you!"

"Ni, xiao ren ni shi zen me lai dao zhe li de!" The owl was screeching words, (at least he thinks they are words) he did not understand. And so Naruto did the what he understood best.

"Err hi I'm Naruto, Uzumaki Naruto what's your name?" He stuck out his fist hoping the owl would bump it. It would help him understand what exactly was going on. The chakra transfer would allow him to learn a bit more of the world around him.

The owl looked at him as though in shock, or was just appalled at his arrogance, its heckles raised up as though in contemplation. Eventually he saw the owl lean forward, it's feathered arm connecting with his.

He watched the owl's life, so similar to the old man sages, almost like a line for line repeat, as knowledge was given to human kind only for them to abuse it, like ninshu, for war.

In that instance he understood Wan Shi Tong, understood his bitterness towards the human race, through the many times he had been wronged, understood but did not believe in it.

He believed in humanity, believed that the majority would be able to understand, to live in peace with the spirits.

Coexistence would take much effort and would need someone to spearhead it, needed someone to act as a mediator to balance the scales, to convey messages from one side to another.

Only when both sides had good communication to foster true understanding could there be true peace.

And he would try to help the inhabitants of this world achieve it, for the future generations to come.

He was snapped out of his thoughts interrupted by words in his native language.

"Come follow me Naruto, you will find we are similar you and I." He stumbled startled by the sudden mastery of his native language. "And I assure you I am no freak experiment we will discuss more in my study." Naruto felt his body freeze mid-step as he stumbled over, realizing he had unknowingly insulted the owner of this place.

'Ah I'm going to be in so much trouble, ya know?'

An:

Alright I can explain, Wan Shi Tong was able to immediately understand Naruto's language because his the spirit of knowledge. So in my mind he has some hex ability to retain and process information. Naruto on the other hand does not and will take awhile to learn the language.

So yeah! Enjoy the story! Please leave a review to tell me how I'm doing I like to think I'm going down the right track but sometimes it feels like I'm messing up my stories abit :p

It's also a bit shorter but it felt like a good place to end off.

Now for a little something extra enjoy!

Omake: Wan Shi Tong

"Anata wa don'na furīku jikkendesu ka!"

Wan Shi Tong hears these foreign words directed at him as he notices the human land in front of him, but that was impossible, because this was the spirit world, and humans were not supposed to be able to enter at will.

"You, human how were you able to enter here!" He watches the humans face twist in confusion, as though he could not understand his words.

That was another impossibility. He had taught only one language to the entire of humankind, the same language that was still being used everywhere till this day. How could this human not recognize the common tongue. Even if he had hid own made up language.

"Ē to, kon'nichiwa watashi wa Naruto-san, Uzumaki Naruto. Anatahadare?" He saw the boy raise up his right hand, a closed fist. He was astounded though, astounded either by the arrogance of this boy, or his ignorance.

However, curiosity killed the cat, or the owl, and he moved ahead connecting his closed wing to the boys closed fist. Recognizing it as an old earth kingdom ritual to declare the start of a battle.

He would honor this foolish child, would give him this respect at least, for daring to go against a spirit in mortal combat.

Especially one as powerful as he. However, he was surprised, startled by what happened next.

Memories of a life not his own past by, showing him the life of this young child, no, this young man. The man who was raised alone, yet loved everyone. Who was raised in a world full of war, yet only wanted lasting peace. A man who was willing to look past the humanoid shell and accept anyone for who they were inside. Human or bijuu, human or spirit.

Wan Shi Tong could understand that, once only wanting to spread his knowledge, only to bring about war. So similar to this, Naruto's forefathers. He had deemed humanity useless after the last one, a failure to try to help to try to understand them.

Naruto however had succeeded where they had both failed has brought him hope for humanity's future had united nine beasts of mass destruction and humanity through understanding. He had been able to unite a nation once, he might be able to do it again.

Might even succeed where the Avatar failed, might even be able to unite spirit and human for a peaceful future.

But this was all speculation. He would let Naruto convince him if it was true.

"Come follow me Naruto, you will find we are similar you and I." He turned over finding amusement in Naruto's stunned expression. "And I assure you I am no freak experiment we will discuss more in my study." He heard the boy stumble, as he shouted his disagreement in the background.

It was nice to be around someone new.