I don't own or co-own Naruto or That Time I Got ReTeclastnated As A Slime-those rights belong to Fuse And Masashi Kishimoto. Based upon Characters created by Fuse, And Masashi Kishimoto.
Rated M - For Strong Language, Blood and Violence, and other stuff.
"Talking"
"Thoughts"
[Jutsus, Techniques, and Spells]
Author Note:
First off, there will be no Rimuru.
Second: Pairing is undecided. Maybe there will be a single pairing. Maybe there will be no pairing at all. Or maybe it will be a harem. I don't truly know(I know, I just don't want to reveal it just yet).
Third: I don't think I will ever update my other stories, so I'm sorry about that.
Fourth: I will make some additions to the world-building of That Time I Got ReTeclastnated A Slime and add new races. I have been playing Dungeon and Dragons and studying its lore lately – so i have come up with some great ideas for this story.
Fifth: You may me this question: "Is this story going to be like canon?" The answer to that is Yes and no.
Anyway, Enjoy!
"[Chapter 3: New World — New Chance]"
"Haaa." The former Sage of The Six Paths sighted. "Finding an exit out of this place has been a hassle, but finally I'm here.
He said while looking at the gigantic concrete door infront off him. Wasting no time, he started to look for a way to unlock the door, but it wouldn't budge.
"I guess I have no choice then.
"[Skill: Lord Of Greed — Activated!]"
Madara raised his fist, gathering all of the magiciuls inside the cave in a single point and punched the object "blocking" his freedom, blowing it away to nothing more than atoms.
He stared in awa at his new found power. The mere shockwave from the force of punch had even split the sky outside asunder – allowing the light of the Sun to shine upon the world.
Madara walked towards the exit of the cave and once again he found himself in awa as he stared at the view that laid itself in front of him, completely taken aback by the shear beauty off it.
There was a sloping area covered in green grass. The sun was still high in the sky, so it might have been still early afternoon.
The wind blew through the grass, giving it the appearance of green water; a wave of grass flowed in his direction as he stood in front of the entrance off the cave.
The smell of moist soil and the grass mixed with the wind, and the fragrance drifted into his nostrils. The wind carried to the forest that surrounded him, rustling the leaves on the trees.
Thought he was not the type to admire anything or anyone – unless it came to fighting, he had too surely admit that the view was simply... beautiful.
"In awa twice in a single day? Me? Wonders do happen after all." He said as a low chuckle left his lips.
He closed his onyx eyes and opened them, snapping out of his current state of mind and regaining his composure.
Looking into the direction from his left, his eyesight landed on a approaching group of people — about six-teen in number, nine of them walking on foot and the other seven riding on horses who were dragging a massive ten meter long carriage behind them, through what goods were in the carriage, Madara could not see due to a cloth made with some sort of enhancement spell was covering it, but because to his Sage Mode perception, he was able detect living beings with in the carriage.
About nine in total, though their life energy was very weak, as if they're at deaths door steps.
"Wounded soldiers?" He wondered.
Madara looked at them cautiously, not making a rash move that would cost him dearly. He didn't know how powerful they were, he needed to study them and gauge out their power.
The man in front of him wore a very well made platinum plated armour that perfectly fitted their body, multi colored swords strapped to their hips, a spear in each of their hands and Octagon shaped shield on their backs.
"Perfect craftsmanship, and a perfect choice of weapons. They can change from defense to offence when they feel a necessity for it. Swords for short distance attacks. Spears for long and short distance attacks and Shields for defence. Well then... Let us see how good they are." Whispered Madara silently, activating the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan as a smirk benefiting of a madman made its way slowly in his face.
"HALT!!" Yelled a man with blonde hair and crimson red eyes and the rest of the group followed the command, coming to a halt immediately.
"The leader of the group," Madara presumed.
The blonde haired man steeped forward and approached Madara slowly, only coming to an halt merely two meters away from him.
"Lowly peasant, make way, do you know who we are?!"
Madara sighted at this man idiocy and simply stared at him giving a short and subtle answer; "Don't know, don't care.
Madara answer only seem to only further irritate the man.
"How dare you! We are the Royal Guards off [Nasca Namrium Ulmeria United Eastern Empire]. Know this you human, you only brought this upon yourself. Say your last words—
"Blah. Blah. Blah. Blah. Shut up. Are you done? You are irritating my ears.
"How dare yoGah—?"
A weak cry was uttered by the blonde haired Royal Guard as a hand infused with Chakra protruded from the back of his head.
"What? So weak! I honestly expected something more, but my disappointment is immeasurable and my day is ruined.
Madara pulled his hand from the head of the Royal Guard as his body fell lifeless on the ground, like a puppet with its strings cut, while the other Royal Guards watched the scene unfold right in front of their own eyes with a horrific expression on their faces.
"I honestly didn't want to do this. This is my first day on this world, so I didn't want to dirty my hand with blood. If you want to blame someone for his death, blame him." Madara pointed at the lifeless body at his feet, "He brought this upon himself. Now then, what do you want too do? Run while I'm still this generous? Or do you want to come and charge at me foolishly, meeting the same fate as this one?" Madara asked them with a mocking tone and a smirk plastered on his face.
He had just killed the Captain of their squad — one off the strongest people on the Easter Empire, with only strike a single strike. Completely unbelievable.
The Royal Guards legs shivered with fear. They were not able to move at all. Even the horses refused to take a single step. The mans killing intent was completely on a another dimension.
They just wanted to get away with their life intact and go home to their wife and children "I'm gonna kill you! How dare you do that to my dad, you monster!!" but of course, there was always that one idiot.
The vice captain of the squad and the Captain's son charged towards death itself with tears on his eyes.
"Don't worry, you will meet again with him shortly.
"Stop it, Rodeo! He will kill yo—Huh?"
Before the other Royal Guard could finish his sentence, the body of the Vice-Captain fell on the ground, his detached head landing a few meters away from them.
"Hieee!"
"Monster!"
The Royal Guards, completely forgetting about their fear, got up and started running away like insane people, with no perception of directions, like a chicken without its head.
"Oh, by all means, do try and run, it will make this more entertaining for me, but know this, the only inevitable thing in this battle is your... death.
This man was a monster!
The same line ran through all of their minds at the same time.
Madara jumped towards the running Royal Guards with unimaginable speed, appearing in-front of one off them, taking a swing with his feet at his head and with a dull sound the skull broke off, as the neck twisted towards the direction of the rising sun.
Madara landed softly on the grass beneath his feet, staring at his handiwork as the knight that was at his feet was gurgling blood out of his mouth, dirtying his sandals.
"I didn't think you were so weak, ugly pig." Madara spoke, spitting on the knights back; completely disgusted.
Madara rose his right foot – placing it on the knights twisted head, stomping down, he crushed his head, making one of the knights eye pop out of its socket.
Madara turned his attention towards the fear–stricken remaining knights, eyeing them carefully as they one-by-one fell on their knees, completely losing their will to live.
"Ahh... What was that Jutsu of his called? Ahh, yes... Rasenshuriken.
Madara raised up his hand and at the centre of his palm a reddish-white coloured, spiral shaped sphere appeared.
"[Skill: Lord Of Greed — Activated!]"
While it started out large as the size of a ping pong ball, it had slowly started to grow larger and larger, as it absorbed Magicules from the area whilst completely overshadowing Madara's height, but the transformation didn't end just there — four large points had grown around the central Rasengan core, giving it the appearance of a fūma shuriken.
And still, that wasn't the end of it, a dome-shaped magic circle appeared around the Rasenshuriken, extending around the spiral exterior of the Magic-Chakra Jutsu.
The magic circle shone a brilliant bluish, and translucent diagrams of characters and symbols appeared. These images changed ceaselessly, with kaleidoscopic speed, differing from second to second.
"[Sage Art: Fire-Light Style — Rasenshuriken!]"
There was the sound of sizzling, as though someone had thrown a burning torch into water.
The jutsu enhanced by Magic which surpassed the very definition of Madara's prior knowledge went off — and it looked as though the sun had risen on the land, dying everything in his field of view a brilliant white.
The exothermic conflagration generated a rapidly-expanding wave of heat, which greedily consumed everything within its radius.
This hell of a vision lasted only fifty-eight seconds, but it felt dozens of times longer than that.
Eventually, the brilliant white world disappeared. In the wake of the vanishing pulse of superhot energy was a large circular area — vastly different from before.
Nothing outside the area of effect was affected. The trees were still trees, the earth was as full of vitality as the forest, and the forest itself was completely untouched — an extremely normal world.
In contrast, the area within the circular area was charred black, converted into a dead zone of jaw-dropping proportions.
The awe-inspiring temperatures had consumed all the vegetation in the area, leaving only a few carbonized tree stumps. There were several vitrified areas on the ground which were still emitting smoke.
Nothing living could have survived that fatal heat.
Standing beyond the bounds of that world which permitted no survivors was Madara; the only person who remained within that area.
…...
…...
…...
After burning the sight of his handiwork in his Sharingan, he turned around and went for the carriage and grabbed the cloth that was covering the so said carriage – unveiling a sight so disgusting, that even made Madara narrow his eyebrows.
Inside the carriage were human females — well not exactly humans — the only thing they had a similarity with humans were their body-shapes, but the signifying difference such as the animal-like-features they had — such as having cat-like-ears, white wings with some red blood spots on them and horns was the true difference between them.
And by the looks of it, it seems like they were being held captive and tortured, but something was wrong... yes, he could see the external damage, but it seems that their damage was bigger and more internal, so his Mangekyou Sharingan shined into life and he started analyzing them carefully.
And as he thought, their health conditions didn't look that good at all, they looked beaten up, some with broken fingers, some had swollen eyes, one of them seemed to have one of her arms crushed beyond recognition, her bone structure and her muscles were mushed together like mashed potatoes.
But that wasn't the thing that had won over Madara's disgust — it was their swollen belly and the multiple Life Force signatures that were coming off from their belly.
"Tch." He snorted in absolute disgust, his killing intent flared into life and a ripple-like-pattern started making it's way into his eyes.
All the woman stared at the man's purple God-like eyes and shivered with fear, backing up from one side of the carriage-cage to the other side.
The disgusting smell of piss entered Madara's nostrils as one of them had soiled herself due to the intense fear.
"Haaaa," Madara sighted, "What shall I do? Should I leave them here, or take them with me?" He asked himself while scratching his imaginary goatee, "Hashirama... what would you do?"
His eyes wandered on to the starry sky, asking himself a question he already knew the answer too.
Madara lowered his head and grabbed the door of the carriage, ripping it apart from its hinges.
In that same moment he did that, one of the women rose up and came in front of him.
Madara thought she was going to attack, so he got on gourd and adapted a fighting position... but to his surprise, the woman with two flame-like-wings kneeled in front of him and lowered her head on the wooden floor of the carriage with tears flowing from her eyes.
"Please!! We beg of you!! Don't have your in way with us right now! We are getting close to our day of giving birth and we might cause a miscarriage. I have already lost one child and don't want to lose another one! I know it wasn't born between the union of love, but still, to do that to innocent unborn child is wrong! Please!!" The woman begged for the life of her future children.
Madara simply scratched his cheek and sighted, "Leave it to a mother to care more about her child than her own well being," He thought, a memory of his own mother surfing up on it mind, "Don't worry. No more suffering shall befall any of you anymore. Look over there. I have already dealt with those so-called "knights." You are free to go whenever you feel like it.
The woman looked at the man in surprise as he walked off – leaving them there, heading towards the thick majestic forest, giving them their freedom back without asking anything back in return.
They looked at each other, smiling, they had gained their so long sought freedom. They would finally be free and not bound to chains as sex toys, reliving those scum from sexual pleasure... but reality soon crashed down on them like a Black-Hole as they came to realization to several things.
Where would they go?
Their villages were burned down to the ground.
Their homes, engulfed into the flames of hell.
Their families, dead.
Their lovers and husbands beheaded right in front of their eyes.
Their Chasity, stolen away by savages.
They had nowhere to go, some of them were already on death's door, some of them were wounded beyond recognition, unable to walk nor move an inch.
Even if they miraculously somehow don't die from exhaustion, they would probably be killed off by the monsters living on the Great Forest Off Jura.
The woman looked towards the man who saved them wondering on the reason why he left them there, not requesting any sort of "reward" for saving them.
True, he looked terrifying with those purple eyes of his, but he also seemed to have a very compassionate, protective aura surrounding him. Maybe he could help them?
So she came to a decision that would ensure the survival of her, her friends and their unborn children.
"Please wait!" She came out of the carriage and yelled at the man.
The man stopped on his tracks and turned around.
"What do you want now, woman?" The man asked coldly.
"P-Please take us with you! We don't have anywhere to go and we might get killed by the monsters that live in this forest. That is unfair to these innocent unborn children. I know it's too much to ask of you, but if you take us with you, we will do anything you want. We will serve you for as long as we breathe.
Madara sighned. He still wondered why he was chosen, Hashirama would have been a better candidate to be reincarnated, he would know how to deal with these kinds of situations.
"[You should help them, my friend.]" A voice echoed on his subconscious.
"Hooo. So you have regained conscious, Veldora? I thought that would take longer even for a being of your caliber." Madara said, quite surprised.
"[Mwuahaahaha! You underestimate my power, Madara.]" The Storm Dragon replied with pride.
"So... Why do you say that?"
"[Just like they said, they are willing to serve you for all of their lives. So, don't you think it would be a good idea to help and train them to battle these so called "Otsutsuki" if you come across them? The woman in front of you is called a [Red Flame Angel]; a Subspecies of [Angels] and their SupSpecies are known to be quite powerful — if one is trained properly, the power of these flames would burn the same as the surface of the Sun. Even over there, at the carriage; I can sense some powerful Magic Aura's. They would be quite useful for you in the future, my friend.]"
Veldora's words intrigued him to no end.
"Hahahhaaha. Why the hell didn't I think of that? I did not not think you had this level of intelligence, Veldora.
"[Oi! What do you mean by that!?]" Veldora screamed, quite offended by his new friend words.
"You are right. You do have a point. You do have a point indeed. Haahhaaah!!"
Madara cut the telepathic link and looked at the girl in front of him one more time before he answered; "I understand. Bring the others here so I can heal them, but first tell me your name, woman.
"My name is Sylphiet, please call me Sylphy, my lord.
Sylphy smiled and went towards the carriage, leaving Madara on his thoughts.
Madara saw her run happily and closed his eyes as he started wondering if he was doing the "right" thing. Should he actually trust them? Trusting someone — Black Zetsu — is what got him into this predicament, the reason Izuna died... but he simply shook his head acknowledging the fact that he had accepted Hashirama's ideology at his deathbed.
This time around he would actually acquire peace, but not by using his old methods, but by using Hashirama's methods and actually see if his methods were right all along.
Madara simply chuckled as he opened his eyes to see that Sylphy had already brought everyone in from of him.
"All of you, hold hands together, it will fasten up the healing process.
All of them did exactly as they were instructed and held their hand's together.
Madara kneeled on one knee and a green light engulfed his hand. He held Sylphy's hand and the light that was on Madara's hand engulfed their entire body's like some sort of blanked.
They were worried at first, but the effects of the green hand were not an unpleasant sensation, nor was it unfamiliar. It was akin to that of being lowered down by a mother's arms to be laid to rest for the evening.
"No way...
Sylphy touched her back, then wiggled her body in disbelief and patted her back.
"The pain is gone?" One of the other girls asked in disbelief.
"Y-Yes, it is, Sera.
Sylphy nodded stiffly at her friend, to indicate that it did not hurt anymore.
Madara eyes wonder at the sky as he heard a wolf howling and rose up to speak; "Now follow me, it's getting dark and I don't know the dangers that lurk in this forest and honestly, I don't want to stick around and find out," He didn't have any information on how powerful the creatures of this world would be, so he needed to be cautious and very careful on the way he would approach the inhabitants of this world, "But you all need to have a bath, I can hear streaming water nearby. And then you can have a rest." Madara said as he headed of at the entrance of the thick Forest.
"Thank you, our lord." The girls lowered their heads and fallowed behind him and wondered about their future fate.
Across the other side of all of Creation, there stood a being, floating above a planet, taking in the beauty that lay before him, before he eats the so said Planet.
The man was truly a flawless being. One might describe him as perfection incarnate.
He was a handsome young man in his 20s with a toned physique and pale, white, smooth skin, two horns protruding from his forehead. His eyes were characterised by a Silver sclerae and irides, with a ripple pattern spreading over the eyeball.
He sported white garments and long coat, trimmed with lavender edges, and a long coat with a sash of the same color, and loose fitting trousers of a light-gray coloration with black slip-on foot coverings.
His hair was neatly groomed and of light-lavender color, tied in the back, with a bang hanging over the right side of his head.
He boasted a soft expression that, while seeming to be a kind one, held undertones of confidence and cunning to the more astute observer.
The man looked one more time at the Planet, smiling before he closed his eyes and after a few seconds he opened only one eye; creating a powerful gravitational pull, drawing the planet's towards him.
The gravitational pull was so strong that everything on the planet, its atmosphere, water, and even the physical matter, started to collapse inwards.
As the planet collapsed, the man extended his arm, manifesting hundreds of thousands off enormous tentacles-like-appendages, to wrap around the planet's core.
Slowly and delicately, enjoying his meal, the man consumed the planet's core, which was essentially a concentrated source of its life energy; the Genetic Data of every creature that lived on the planet since the beginning of its time.
After the man finished the process, he left out a small burb; signifying that he was full and satisfied with the quality of his meal.
With his job done, the man swung his hand and a portal opened between Time and Space.
He entered the portal and disappeared from the scene; leaving behind only the debris of the planet he ate.
We currently have Madara's group walking through The Great Forest Of Jura, as they were continuing on their journey to find the water source that Madara formerly mentioned.
As they were walking, Sylphy kept going back and fourth with her eyes looking at Madara than looking back to the path in front of her.
Madara did of course notice her occasional stares but paid it no mind, it was not important to him at the current moment as night time was quickly approaching and they needed a secure place to rest.
Sylphy went back to staring at the ghost of the Uchiha, there was something about him that made her finally relax her tense muscles — his power, his dominance, his body, his look, his walk, his charisma and most importantly his mysterious and protective aura surrounding him.
As she kept on occasionally staring at Madara—
"Let us rest for today." Madara said as they now entered a beautiful open space with a beautiful, streaming water running through it.
Sylphy almost fell over by not paying attention as to where they were going and with Madara no longer walking it quickly broke the concentration she had on him.
"Oh – wow – this is so beautiful." Sylphy thought as she was looking at the environment in front of her and it quickly took her breath away.
By this time the last rays of sunlight were completely gone and the night filled the sky with the moon light completely shinning brightly on the land.
Madara and Sylphy walked a little bit closer to the lake so they can have a better view of the scenery in front of them and even for Madara he found the scene in front of him quite appealing to the eye… again.
Shrugging away the impressive sight, Madara fell on his knees and then put his right hand inside the illuminating water — sending a Chakra pulse through it like a Sensor Radar.
"No reaction, huh? All right then, you all can go inside now." Was all Madara said as he left them alone and went around the lake to scan the perimeter, to make sure there was no dangers lurking anywhere around it.
Sylphy and the others understanding what Madara was doing, they started undressing and when they were completely naked, they entered the river, and to their amusement, they found it surprisingly warm and soothing,they then proceeded to the middle of the lake and basked in the lovely water they found themselves in.
Madara kept making his rounds, making sure that no danger would come out and interrupt his time of rest.
After quite some time, he decided to go back to where he left the group and when he arrived at his destination he looked at the lake and saw the woman washing each other's hair and body.
Madara simply sat under a tree and raised his eyesight, looking at the illuminating the moon.
The night foreshadowed what was coming, but it depends on the decisions he makes, the destiny of this world will be influenced, the changes are permanent and with it new eras of chaos or peace will come.
End of Chapter 3.
AUTHOR NOTE: So… I literally have no excuse on why it took to long to update this, except that I been studying and learning grammar.
And as you can see, I have already made some changes to the canon story line. I added some Races, Characters and some more down the road.
PS: I know Madara might seem a little bit out of character, but that is only on the beginning and the reason for that is simple: he is being cautious and gathering more information about this world so he doesn't screw up this time around, so I hope you all bare with me for a few more Chapters.