It wasn't a closely guarded secret that the Ashura transmigrant possessed power on a planetary scale. After awakening Wood Release during the war, he had no equal. Armed with a few simple giant scrolls and constantly evolving under his clan's fluid, but extremely valuable art, Fūinjutsu, Uzumaki Naruto was ready to do what he did best even in a new world suffering. Save the world.
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I'm tired of dealing with foolish people. No more.
Someone asked me to do this. An anonymous reader. And now I'm here again in less than a day. It's a short prologue, but the pieces are there.
Today is sunday~!
Greetings to you! I would feel a lot better if I could put a face to the name, but uh… being anonymous must be so nice.
And since you mentioned freeing slaves, well… I hope you really know them all. No one deserves to go through slavery and not be understood.
Everyone who has been through this hell deserves a second chance.
The Mighty Orange Unifier
Chapter 1 (Prologue)
"Too late to run away now!"
"Freeing me… is this your plan freeing slaves from the Celestial Dragons? What world do you come from to think such a thing is possible without causing a war?
To live as a slave to these damned World Nobles who consider themselves gods and can commit any kind of atrocity and get away with it because they are the descendants-
Nobody can save me. I will never be the same person after everything that happened to me. Things are not always as we expect!
I make people happy. I am the only one who can grant people joy... I trap them... Make them suffer... Tear them apart... Drag them into despair-
Shut up. When a person has something important they want to protect is when they can become truly strong.
I think... I can understand you a little better now. So… how big is your ambition? I never stood a chance against you, did I?
You just needed someone to talk to. That... and a good spanking to get rid of that annoying god complex, I know Nagato would agree with me right now if he were alive. Now show me that mark so I can remove it once and for all."
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This world was beautiful, but only on the surface. Try to catch a glimpse of what happened in the past and continues to happen today.
Tequila Wolf. Building the same bridge without notable interruptions some seven hundred years ago and no one was the wiser to stop it, despite the strength and notoriety that certain men and women have acquired over time across the four seas.
Nine hundred years ago, the Donquixote Family used the dwarves of the Kingdom of Tontatta for slave labor for their strength and gullibility. A tribe of gentle beings who once again would not be able to escape the ropes of the pirate descendant that would arise in the future, which is currently the unfortunate present.
Over a hundred years ago, a pitiful woman known as the "Mountain Witch" Carmel was a child trafficker from the age of thirty, specializing in the sale of orphans. Her modus operandi was to create an orphanage to bring in orphans regardless of race or status, under the guise of a benevolent nun.
She ruined many lives in the process, including negatively affecting the sentimental notions of the only female among the Four Emperors, Empress Big Mom, Charlotte Linlin. A woman who was once the owner of irrefutable beauty on the four seas, but ended up becoming a shell of her former self or what she really should be.
Among all these factors that leave a sour taste in the mouth and an emptiness in the soul, nothing surpassed the level reached by the illegitimate residents high on the Red Line, the place that was the former home of the Lunarian Tribe, Kami no Kuni itself.
However, atrocities were committed.
The Hoof of the Soaring Dragon, the cursed slave brand of the World Nobles.
Slavery.
The term used for the act of possessing another person against their will, forcing them to work for their master and treating them like property rather than a person.
Although slavery was outlawed by the World Government over two hundred years ago, it still survives in certain places in the world with leftovers, such as the Sabaody Archipelago. No wonder and for profit, the World Government takes bribes in exchange for ignoring the slave trade.
World Nobles practice slavery, using wanted pirates, other people, and races as servants, trophies, and pets. Sometimes found sitting on their backs or whipping them as they were carried to their destinations.
To mark them as slaves, the Celestial Dragons brand them with the symbol called "The Hoof of the Rising Dragon", forever marking them as "less than human". In fact, the Marines even hunt down slaves that have been freed without the consent of the Celestial Dragons in order to return them to their owners.
Slaves are treated particularly horribly.
Owners, exclusively Celestial Dragons, buy them to work them to the bone, threatening them with death for failure and opposition of any kind.
Sadly, some people would become so traumatized that they would continue their slave-like personality even after being freed.
In fact, many slaves were tortured in gruesome ways simply to entertain their owners; some who are fired would end up taking their own lives to spare themselves from misery, while others would have their personalities distorted to continue acting like slaves or come to hate the world.
It was what certain unfortunates of the seas liked to do, including pirates, but they weren't prepared to meet the sun itself.
The sun represents scorching joy, but above all, freedom.
Literally, the sun is freedom.
In the past, some men hesitated to act for freedom when the odds were in their favor. It wasn't something that needed to be questioned to be discovered. Some men were so selfish that they really tried to win that personal freedom at all costs, but with one exception - freedom yes, but for themselves.
Freedom could not always be achieved with a handshake and a smile. Sometimes it would require strength and power.
Respect or complete dominance.
And it seems that the second perfectly applied to the case that was mysteriously unfolding on the last known island. Even if this was an unknown fact for the characters in action.
"Mokuton: Sashiki no Jutsu! (Wood Style: Cutting Sprigs Jutsu!)"
"What-? Argh!"
"This… this guy is just messing with us… he… he is a monster, Captain!"
"Go ahead, try to stop him! I don't care if you have to die for it! I can't die here-"
"Mini-Rasenshuriken! (Mini Spiraling Hidden Hand Blade!)"
Vaporized.
"… no way!" – the captain fell on his butt to the ground, amazed, the hopes of escape draining from his soul like a waterfall after seeing the entire crew of more than fifty thousand men decimated with a single attack.
The massive orb of power was infused with a blue-white energy that blanketed that part of the strange island in a cocoon-like glow filled with countless showers of chakra needles at cellular levels – pitch black.
"D-Damn!"
The captain and his right arm could only stare in despair at the crater created with an irreplicable technique of astonishing scale. There was no skin, bones or blood left to tell the story.
There wasn't a damn hair anywhere.
The attack had ground down everything below, including devouring a large portion of land, but being careful not to reach the depths of the ocean.
Amusedly watching all of this happen before sky blue eyes shining with pent-up energy was Uzumaki Naruto. In the center of it all, he sat in a simple wooden chair, thick scrolls spread around him in a swirling pattern.
Additionally, a very tall, muscular man with green hair was standing beside him, wearing a fancy pink suit with a white hem going down the side and finishing the ensemble with white shoes.
He is adorned with many jewels, the most prominent being a snap chain with a star at the end of his right shoulder, as well as star-shaped earrings and a ring on each finger except his left ring finger. He wears a pair of sunglasses with wings through the lenses.
The Uzumaki gave a simple nod to the Moku Bunshin he had created in advance frighteningly to deal with these criminals using a low level of chakra.
He didn't want to erase such a beautiful island from the map of this upside-down world so soon. No. His plans here were different.
In the next moment his bright blond hair was swayed by the raging winds as Naruto calmly stood up sensing something, showing that he was indeed shorter than the man beside him.
His clothes were deceptive at best. He was wearing a black jacket with a red armband bearing the Uzumaki clan's symbol, a swirl. Orange pants reached just above his ankles and on his feet he wore black sandals.
An entirely simple set, but which, combined with blond hair, blue eyes and whiskers, gave him an even more suitable air, like the sun. A breath of warm air.
And it wasn't all bad to see that forehead protector of his.
"Do that golden thing of yours, but don't overdo it, because I really liked this island! I just need to deal with a few onlookers before then."
"Well done, Naruto-sama. – Showtime!"
The wealthiest Paramecia-type Devil Fruit user on the seas would definitely be taking all the care in the world not to destroy Lodestar Island any more than he already was at the moment with a mere attack of deceptively small proportions. At that point, the damage was already done.
After all, that was something the Boss would want to sort out on his own later.
"Gon Bomb! (Golden Burst!)"
To be continued.
Author's Notes: I enjoyed writing this short prologue. Let's see what can happen in the future.
Thank you for the reviews I received from special readers sending me strength to keep going. I'm still here! Thank you for this, it really helps a man!
Wow. I feel like I quoted three of my most acclaimed fictions in this prologue. Tenryūbito, Celestial Dragon, Lunarian Imperial Flames and Sun of Freedom. I gave a lot of Sun of Freedom vibes here. Worororo!
Gah! I had an insane urge to write a special chapter for each one!
I can't help but feel a little disappointed, as most people have shown no interest in What if a Rocks Dreams. I was really enjoying writing, but that's okay.
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