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Chapter Nineteen: The Epilogue
"Where am I?" asked Naruto. Surveying his surroundings, he saw his peers lying on the ground. "Hey guys, wake up!"
"I'm already awake!" shouted Gaara, who was angry, as usual. "Where are we? I don't like being in places I don't know of. Is this what Soul Society calls a joke? When I see them, I'm going to…"
"Can you stop screaming in my ear?" shouted Kankuro, getting up. By now, everyone was awake.
"What is this place?" asked Sasuke.
"Oh, you'll find out soon," said a creepy, familiar voice. A figure walked out of the shadows. He had long, black hair and skin as white as paper.
"Orochimaru?" said Sasuke, not believing his eyes. "I thought I killed you!"
"Oh, you only killed part of my soul!" laughed Orochimaru.
"What?"
"You see, dear Sasuke, I'm also a scientist. I figured out how to imprison half of my soul in a body. You only killed a part of me!" Orochimaru laughed manically.
"So you resurrected us from the dead?" asked Shino.
"Yes, so I could use guys for an experiment I've been wanting to do for twenty years!"
A vein throbbed on Shino's forehead. "No! Not more mad scientists! I've had enough of them in Soul Society!"
"I hate you," Naruto said to Orochimaru, "But at the same time, I have to thank you from saving us from that boring place."
"Now, you guys must come to my laboratory," said Orochimaru. He began laughing manically again. He laughed so hard that he tripped over Hinata's foot and bashed his head against the rocky wall.
"I suppose he's dead," said Temari. "Now let's get out of here." All of the ninja filed out of Orochimaru's gloomy lair.
"Here I come, world! Believe it!" Naruto shouted, racing down the hill.
On Earth, Ichigo was not happy. He thought he would go into Soul Society when he died, but since he died in Soul Society, he was back on Earth. He became a strawberry plant in his house's backyard. Thus ended the saga of the great Ichigo Kurosaki, captain-level Soul Reaper representative.
We fear that which we cannot see…but once we see it, it becomes just another ordinary thing.
A/N: The story is finished! Thanks for reading.