Juubiko

A/N: I looked up on the Internet and I couldn't find one picture of a Juubi Waifu.

So, I said. "Fine, I'll do it myself."

Naruto is owned by Masashi Kishimoto.

This story was written a long time ago, and I am too lazy to rewrite the whole thing. Do enjoy it anyways.( Smile)

Stab! Isshiki Otsutsuki looks down at his chest. Seeing a rod of greyish bone protruding out from his chest. His eyes widen in shock and disbelieve. Kaguya Otsutsuki has betrayed him.

Trying to look back, the male Otsutsuki can feel his body disintegrating to ash. Little do nether of the Otsutsuki knew, that a major shift in fate has taken place in the next few seconds, that will reshape the future of the lands of the elemental nations. For the better or the worse only time will tell.

Meanwhile in a different dimension the change happened.

The Juubi a powerful creature with little minds on their own. Used by the clan of Otsutsuki to harvest chakra from entire worlds and grow chakra fruits, which gave the one consuming it immense power. That is how it supposed to be, until now.

[MC Pov]

(What? Where? How did I end up here?) looking around, all I can see was a lifeless plain of rocks and earth. Everything is grey and depressed. (what's happening!? What is this place!?) I began to yell, then I realized. This is not my voice. A strong feeling of dread started to build up in my "stomach?". No, that's not the place where my stomach should be. It was right behind my "head?". Then another realization hit me. "This is not my body". I began to panic, then in the corner of my vision I saw white tendril like think waving around from the lower end of my back. Another wave of panic instantly hit me and everything around me became a blur of frantic chaos. I could hear an inhuman roar. Deep inside I knew it was my voice.

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I don't know how much time has passed, when I came back to my senses my surroundings were no longer a boring plain of greyish rocks and dirt, but a giant crater with cracks and canyons decorating all the sides. The earth below me was soft like half melted chocolate, ambers and ashes fall from the sky reminiscing of snowflakes on a cold day of December.

(It was me. I did all this?) there was a tint of grief slowly crawling into my mind. I felt like a monster. Gathering the remains of what little of determination I possess, I calmed myself down. Inhaling a deep breath after another, I was able to clear my mind.

After an hour or two, I was able to come to a conclusion. (Of all possibilities and truck-kun's mood swings, I somehow became the or a ten-tails from Naruto.) Looking around at the damage, I am able to estimate my current power level. Recalling the information, I watch in the anime. I started to have a general idea of my abilities.

First, bijuu dama. Focusing the Chakra inside my body, I began to form a sphere in front of my head. In just a few seconds an average sized tail beast bomb manifested. (Check.)

And so, I start experimenting. In my previous life I see myself as a anime lore enjoyer. It was peaceful, no supernatural, no chakra and especially no cult of bleached aliens trying to end all life. Even if the idea of isekai is an exciting concept in my option at first glans reality can be a cruel place with a twisted humour.

After another while, I think. Contemplating on the results of my experiments. It turns out that the Juubi aka. myself is more versatile than the giant creature in the anime.

Despite my massive chakra reserves, my chakra control is rather decent.

Transforming my body turn out to be more difficult than I thought. Trying to shape shift myself into a humanoid form turns out to be a challenge. After an uncounted number of errors and trials, I managed to look like a gigantic baby with ten tails waving behind me.

Creating tail beast bombs has been second nature to me. I am a tailed beast after all.

I am able to create minions or mini versions of myself. The interesting thing about this ability is that I can create them in different shapes and forms. For example, the deer and the lizard that I have pinned up against each other. This is way to fun. It seems my imagination is the only limit to the appearance my minions can take. Come to think about it, I can literally spam waves after waves of mobs to fight for me. The thought made kinda giddy.

I came to the conclusion, that most of my abilities function revolve around, imagination, visualization and muscle memory.

(Now for the final test. To the rinne-/sharingan's abilities. Kamui.) concentrating on me single rinne-/sharingan in the middle of my head I channelled little amount of chakra to it. Imagining opening a portal by bending the space in front of me in a swirling motion, slowly but steadily I increased the input.

The sensation of moulding chakra felt surreal, yet at the same time it felt like second nature. A rift in the space in front of me broke me from my musings. Staring into the pitch-black abyss beyond the rift I wondered. (Where am I anyway? This place doesn't resemble any scenery I watched from Naruto.) (Perhaps, I am the second Juubi from boruto. If that is the case, then I should be locked up by Jigen or Isshiki. Then perhaps there was a third ten tails behind the scenes. That is waiting for its turn to fight boruto's son.) at that thought I can't help but to chuckle at the plot. Stopping the Jutsu, I felt a dreadful realization crawling in my mind. (The Otsutsuki is a thing.) possible that they just left me here.

Still, I felt uneasy at the possibility that they would eventually come back for me. (I needed to learn to mask my Chakra signature as soon as possible, if I don't want to be spotted by any of those bleach skinned fruit munchers.) I started to list the required things I need to master if I want to survive the series and NOT end up as a Chakra battery for some overpowered villains with bullshit eye power.

[List]

Hide my chakra signature.

Master spatial transportation.

Shapeshift into human form (without being sus)

Figure out how to make chakra threads.

With my goals laid out I started my rigorous training for the purpose of not ending up as a plot device.

A/N: wrote this a long time ago, just patched up a bit.

This fanfic is inspired by: "Kumo desu ga" and "tensura".