Juubiko

A/N: Naruto is owned by Masashi Kishimoto.

MC is female.

The story is of mediocre quality. Enjoy anyways.

First stage Apotheosis

[MC PoV]

Day ?. After making my list of priorities. I started working myself down to the bones, that is if a bijuu actually has bones. Currently I felt more like an octopus than a vertebrate. My body felt more like clay or play doh. I can change my shape to a great extent, but keeping the form is kinda a challenge. It doesn't matter how much a shift my form, the ten large appendages on my lower back won't retract into my body. I am able to alter their sizes to a certain degree, but progress is slower than I would have liked.

Hiding my chakra signature turned out to be easier than morphing my form into that of a human. I first spawned a mob with sensory abilities equal to my own, or close to my own as possible. Then I ordered it to observe my chakra and make sounds similar to a heart monitor depending on how much chakra I radiate. First, I started to direct my chakra into myself. It was effective, but I couldn't keep it up for long before my entire body let loose a shock wave made out of pure chakra. It was like, if I held my breath for too long before my gag reflex came with a vengeance. After that I thought I alerted the Otsutsukis and moved away from my previous location as far as I could and hid myself in a canyon.

After making myself comfortable in this rather deep canyon. I've been practicing launching rocks at the speed of sound at random rock formations. This is actually a very effective skill to have. Since most Otsutsuki are more advanced in countering chakra-based attacks. Bijuu damas are basically useless against Otsutsukis. Physical projectiles on the other hand are something that usually wouldn't be in a bijuus arsenal. This gives me the element of surprise.

When I mastered my "rock pitcher no Jutsu". Is practised on moving targets. My mob really came in handy throughout my practice.

After an unknown amount of time later I have mastered my "rock gathering gun no Jutsu" on to new hights. And no white horned floaties in sight. I wouldn't relax even for a single minute. I am not suicidal enough to challenge murphy's law. If I every got out of this mess, I would definitely laugh about my predicament. "One of the strongest being in existence, curled together and fearing its own shadow." The irony thick and sweet as honey. My newfound pride as a tailed beast demanded me to take this secret to the grave and use it as motivation to become stronger than those alien parasites. That their existence alone caused me fear and humiliation. For the first time I felt genuine distain and hatred toward the Otsutsuki clan. And I could feel myself becoming even more motivated to get off this planet and reach the elemental nations. It wouldn't be a safe haven, but the land is resourceful. No matter the cost, I needed to learn the art of sealing. If I want to have the slightest of a chance against them.

I felt a change happening within me when my thoughts were filled with hate and malice intent. I couldn't place my tail on what exactly changed in me, but I felt my body is now easier to mould into the form I've be wanting to take. It felt extremely awkward having my being fold into itself like a wet plastic bag. I felt my consciousness leaving my coils and the world faded into black once again.

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Opening my eye, I felt my body became lighter than I remembered. Looking up, I saw that everything became bigger. No, I got smaller. Before I could look down and see my body, I felt it first. I was in my old body. No, my form took the shape of my old body. My legs were as I slender as a remembered them to be. A bit of fat at the thigh area. Looking at my hand. I couldn't see the scarring I got when I was 10. In my old body I had a nasty scar on my left bicep from a bike accident when I crashed into a tree. I covered It with a "Momonga" tattoo when I turned 18 to make it less obvious. I never regretted it. Now it's all gone.

Shaking my head out of my melancholic thoughts. I recalled what happened before I lost consciousness for the second time. holding out my right arm, I tried to spawn another mob to observe my current form from an outsider's perspective.

A small blob formed out of my palm. It felt disgusting. A two-legged thing that looked like a cross between a hamster a minion looked at me with its soulless eyes. I set it on a rock near by and turned around giving my mob a good look at the figure of its creator.

I looked just like my old self. I had straight black hair casketing down to the middle of my back in a gothic style. Pale milky skin which hadn't seen the sun in half a decade. My eyes on the other hand was blood red on the left side and a crimson rinne-sharingan on the right instead of its usual onyx black.

From my slender yet well curved figure down to my every strand of hair and eyebrows. I still had my tails attached to my back, instead now, I can retrack them into my body. My chakra signature is good as non-existing. All of my chakra is flowing underneath my skin like blood through my entire body. I realize I was in my birthday suit. I felt embarrassed, yet my face didn't redden even a bit. I quickly spawned a blanket-like mob to cover me up. It's a relief, that my sense of modesty is still present.

Before I ended up in this universe. I was an average anime enjoyer and a goth style enthusiast. Goth into anime after one of my parents lost to the cancer and the other got a visit by truck-kun. The last thing I remember was when I sat in the subway on my way home from watching Overlord the movie. Got the tickets for cheap since the movie was already available on Netflix. I just went there to rewatch it in the theatre for the experience.

Taking a long sigh, I started practicing again. I am unsure of what triggered my transformation, although I do have a theory. The Sharingan react to strong emotions in order to unlock its full potential. But it is the Mangekyo that is the base for my theory. Many fan theories said that the Mangekyo abilities mirror its wielders deepest wishes or desires at the moment its unlocked. The Magekyo can't grant wishes, but the wish or desires of its wielder dictates its abilities at the moment of its awakening. That's a very popular theory amongst many Naruto lore enthusiasts. To put it more simply, the Mangekyo is a mutation. It adapts to the wielder in order to ensure its wielders survivability against the odds stacked against it.

By this logic, since the Juubi is technically the origin of Sharingan. Wouldn't the Juubi also have some form of adaptability. My Juubi form was a hindrance for me to fight the Otsutsuki. I only would have a chance if the Otsutsuki would be at a distance and stay at a distance. Which wouldn't happen. They are arrogant, but never stupid. The moment they find themselves at a disadvantage. They will change strategy and then its game over for me.

My new form supresses my chakra under my skin and lets nothing leak out. My current form grants me the advantage to be as stealthy as possible and chakra control gotten easier in this new form of mine.

I used my tails as excavation tools at dug into the ground. Most of my goals are by this point considered accomplished. Now the only thing I needed to do is to kamui myself to the elemental nations and learn Fuin-Jutsu. If my chakra pulse earlier didn't grab the attention of any Otsutsuki, then messing around with the fabric of space- time will definably do. So, I needed to have as large of an obstacle as possible in case I been found out. A few layers of stone would buy me a second or two at most.

A/N: planned to go with a different approach, but after some thought decided this is better.