Shards of Shattering

by NeonZangetsu

Some tales are never told. Some stories never see the light of day. Others are told time and gain, only to be forgotten; both by people and the very world itself. These are those stories. Like shards of the Elden ring, so too are these shards of dreams that never came to be...or yet may be. Narutoxharem. Plot bin for all Elden Ring related tales, of a sort.

48. Ye Mighty Tree

A/N: ...do let me know if you can see this. Bloody notifications are still busted...

With the Shadow of the Erdtree DLC right around the corner, I've been preparing multiple Elden Ring updates, while also holding them back in anticipation of the new lore dump we're bound to get. In short, Elden Ring isn't dead, I'm just biding my time in case the established lore/new characters turn everything on their head.

Alas, with the recent cancer scare and upcoming tests, I'm...not exactly in my right mind at the moment. Some days are better than others. Apologies.

*Bows head in shame*

As ever, I own no references, quotes, themes or memes. They're tributes to legends far greater than I.

I'm just a humble author trying to make his way in this wild, wacky world, one word at a time.

Time and feedback will determine what remains a story and what doesn't. Simple as that.

In other words...the fate of this is up to YOU, the reader. Doooo let me know~!

So here, have this in the interim for An Orange Blasphemy.

"What have you done?! This is heresy! This is sacrilege!

This is is madness! This is...blasphemy!"

"Precisely~!"

~?

Ye Mighty Tree

Naruto stepped back, beaming from ear to ear.

He was rather proud of this particular prank; it had taken gallons of paint, no small shortage of spells and chakra, but here at last, he had accomplished his goal. In but a single night he'd done what no one else dared to do, performed a deed that would stand in infamy for all time. It would speak to future generations for ages, a symbol that would take decades, if not centuries to wash out. Tanith and Sellen would be besides themselves with laughter once they saw this.

His magnum opus, his Mona Lisa, his masterpiece.

You see, he'd dyed the Erdtree a bright orange.

Alas, not all appreciated his handiwork.

Radagon absolutely howled with rage in the distance. "Rykard! Come here at once!"

That was his cue! He turned on his heel and fled with a merry cackle. "You'll never take me alive!"

Marika, however, made no notable effort to pursue either of them; she was too busy laughing herself silly in bed.

A/N: Aaaand scene.

No previews this time. I'm exhausted. Aaaand there we go. As ever, reviews keep me alive. Without them, I cannot write.

So...in the Immortal Words of Atlas...Review...Would You Kindly?

Hope you enjoyed this, and may your day be filled with lots of luck!

Warm regards,

~Nz.