"Eh!?" One Naruto Uzumaki exclaimed, holding his head in confusion.
See, it'd only been moments before that Naruto was putting his new jutsu, the Shadow Clone Jutsu, to work. Very important work at that.
He used it for the ultimate purpose—ramen! The worst part of making ramen was the time it took to make it, so Naruto had come to a clever solution…making a clone do it.
With some complaints, Naruto's blond duplicate had gone and made some cup ramen for its overlord. The clone had put water into a bowl, put ramen in the bowl, then put it in the microwave. Once it was done, it popped.
The issue?
Naruto remembered doing all of that.
He remembered things his clones had done.
"Hehehe." Naruto manically giggled. This would help so much with his pranks! He could use a clone to scout out the areas he set his traps in! No one would ever catch him again! Not Iruka-sensei, not those stupid Anbu, or even the old man!
But…wait…
Naruto groaned deeply, leaning back against his chair as he stopped slurping down ramen. "I have to stop pranking people now…" He groaned again. "I promised the old man I'd stop. I'm a super-ninja now, and super-ninja don't do pranks."
He whined, moping in disappointment. Only for a moment, though. Ramen-chan got his attention quickly after.
Slurping down his sacred noodles, Naruto did his best to think over how to best use his new super-technique! He bet Sasuke didn't have any cool jutsu like the Shadow Clone Jutsu!
That bastard wouldn't know what hit him, fufufu…
Naruto giggled, thinking over how he'd win over Sakura-chan with his cool jutsu. Afterall, it let him beat Mizuki! A chunin! He was totally badass!
But, he was a shinobi now…
Maybe it was time he started listening to what Iruka-sensei said? Iruka-sensei wouldn't have been…been stabbed if Naruto had actually studied and passed the exams.
"Ugh!" Naruto whined, batting his empty bowl away. "Reading is so boring! I don't wanna read."
Naruto's eyes lit up. Maybe he didn't have to read. No, he didn't have to read at all.
He stood up, excited, and sprinted over to where he kept his textbooks.
They were dusty, clearly never used. Because training was so boring. Super-ninja didn't need to train!
Is that why you needed to train to learn the Shadow Clone Jutsu? A treacherous part of his brain whispered. "Shuddup!" Naruto bit out to himself.
Maybe it was time to be more serious. He'd train and become an even cooler ninja! And Sakura-chan would go on dates with him and he'd become the hokage and everyone would be forced to notice him!
"Yeah!" He shouted, shoving books under his arm. "I'll train and be a super-duper-ninja!" His hands crossed into a familiar symbol. "Shadow Clone Jutsu!"
Naruto's room poofed up in smoke, almost as if he'd left the stove on for too long—but he hadn't! It was because of his awesome technique.
"Oi!" The blond shouted to his minions. "All of you, get to reading!" He ordered his hundred or so clones, all cramped in his apartment.
"I don't wanna!" A clone complained. "Reading is boring! I refuse!"
"No!" Naruto shouted back. "I'm the original, so you have to listen to me! All of you, pick a book and read it!"
"No!" A different clone shouted. Other clones shouted in agreement. Several crossed their arms, refusing to look at the original Naruto.
"Fine! Don't read it all!" Naruto bit out angrily. "Don't help me, you're just like everyone else, ya' know!"
"Hey, we're not like the villagers!" A random clone yelled. "Why should we have to read the books! We're you, and you don't wanna either!"
The Uzumaki huffed. He needed some solution.
Luckily, a light bulb went off in his head. "There's a hundred of you and ten books!" He exclaimed, being met with deadpan looks. "So, each of you read one-tenth of one book! We'll divide it between each of you, ya' know!"
Grins passed across his fellow blonds. One clone, however, still looked uncontrived. "And what will you do, huh! Making us do all the work while you laze off ain't fair, ya' know!"
"Then I'll go run! You guys work our brain, I work our body! It's perfect, ya' know!"
Naruto's super-plan seemed to convince his clones.
He went off to run.
"What're you guys doin'!" Naruto shouted huffily, lungs heavy with exhaustion after his several-hour long sprint. "Y'all ain't workin while I was runnin'—that isn't fair, ya' know!"
"Hey, we weren't slaking!" A blond hissed indignantly. "We read the books a hundred times over and you weren't back! We worked on other stuff!"
"Oh yeah? Like what?" Naruto said angrily, crossing his arms.
"You'll see!" A clone said shadily.
At that, his clones popped and he was bombarded with memories. Knowledge he had refused to learn over the years filtered into his brain.
Chakra, not chatra. He thought. It was something he never knew. And, he even knew all the hokage, all the wars, all the nations, all the villages, and all the stuff a genin needed to know!
That wasn't all his clones practiced! They worked on sticking papers to their bodies, working on chatra—no, chakra control!
He walked over to one of his textbooks and ripped out a page. Then, he turned his hand over and pushed chakra into it.
To his surprise, it stuck! He could never do that before today! Always, always it blew off!
He could learn fast! So fast!
Sasuke would never catch up to him! He'd never be deadlast again! Never ever! He'd be the smartest, the bestest ninja of them all…and to start it off, he'd read the entire Konoha library!
Then, Sasuke could never act like the smarmy git he was. 'Cause, then, Naruto would be smarter than them all.
Except for the old man, of course. Gramps was super smart. Apparently, he knew every jutsu in the village and could use all chakra natures.
He'd do that. And more.
The first Hokage was super-duper strong. Naruto would be super-duper stronger.
The second Hokage made a whole buncha jutsu. Naruto would make a whole bunch more.
The third Hokage, Gramps, was super smart and knew a tonna jutsu. Naruto would be super-duper smart and know a tonna more jutsu.
And, the best of them all, the fourth Hokage—he was super fast, super clever, and super badass. Naruto would be super-duper fast, super-duper smart, and super-duper badass!
He'd be the best of them!
Because he was an Uzumaki!
Naruto had a clan. He had one. A family! They were dead, long gone…but they were his! His! No one else's. His.
It was Naruto's and no one else's. Not the stupid Uchiha clan or the dumb Inuzuka or the creepy Aburame clan. It was the Uzumaki! The best seal masters in the world! They lived long, had super-chakra, and had cool adaman-something chains!
He was gonna make sure everyone remembered them and saw him! Everyone will know Naruto Uzumaki of the Uzumaki clan, the bestest clan of them all!
And he had just the jutsu to get there, you better believe it!
Naruto panted in exhaustion as he sprinted across the forest…or, rather, above the forest.
Yeah, that's right! Naruto Uzumaki could run on trees. He could run upside down, sideways, and on water. He could do it while doing a handstand. He could do it with only his pinkies. It's because he was a stellar ninja.
A stellar ninja with an extensive vocabulary. A fabulous ninja who had an expansive lexicon, a ninja who often used that expansive lexicon within his colloquialisms.
That's right, Naruto had consumed the entirety of the Konoha Library. His peers could no longer use antilocution against him, he was too brilliant for that.
Believe it.
In his efforts to digest the Konoha Library, he came across some cool things—namely, the fact that it was the Adamantine Chains of Sealing that his clan was known for. He had no clue how to use them, so he went with bastardizing it.
See, when you can throw a million-bajillion clones at a task, you get good at it. When he had learned that there was something called chakra strings, he figured he could make them into chains.
For a non-super-nina, that'd be a hard task. But, well, he was a super-ninja. As a result, it took him two days. Considering he only had one day left til team placements, he thought his timing was good.
Sure, he had years worth of memories made in those two days, but it did only take him two days. Now, he could make glowing yellow chains from his body. Each chain was made up of millions of chakra strings coiled and interwound together so tightly that they managed to look metallic. Somehow.
He was—or, rather, his clones were—trying to figure out how to apply seals with the chains. It was hard, considering he knew next to nothing about seals…the library had next to nothing on it.
For that matter, the library had very little on the how side of things. Most of the information in the Konoha Library was theory. It sucked 'cause he wanted to become awesome at taijutsu but couldn't. The library lacked instructions on it, so he was forced to learn the proper katas and just brawl.
That didn't mean he wasn't super awesome! His body was strong as hell! He'd been focusing on pure exercise this past week while his clones trained other stuff. This, combined with his natural healing factor, meant he improved tons in days!
Suck it, Sasuke!
It's why he was running upside down across the forest at the moment. It helped him get stronger!
At the same time, his clones were working on shape manipulation! He had years worth of memories using chakra strings, which gave him a good basis. Now, he wanted to try and learn Lord Forth's special jutsu.
He'd blow that stupid Uchiha away!
"Hehehe." Naruto giggled manically, running through the forest. He lost himself in his machinations as he ran.
"Kakashi-sensei!" Naruto bellowed, standing across from the pesky cyclops. "Gimme a bell!"
The last Hatake titled his head to the side, pointing towards himself. "Moi?" The man said in mock-confusion.
"Gah!" Naruto exclaimed, glaring. The blond charged forward, going to attack his to-be teacher.
A yellow chain coiled and sprung at the silver-haired man as Naruto neared him. The aged ninja casually dodged, pulling out his book to read.
More chains launched outwards as Naruto fumed. "Hey! Pay attention to the fight, Sensei!"
Kakashi, however, did no such thing. Rather, he engrossed himself in his book, finding himself enthralled in Lord Jiraiya's depictions of the flesh. "He-he…ooh, what's Mebuki-chan gonna do about Raiya's advances?" He gave a perverse giggle, casually dodging Naruto's attacks.
"You pervert!" Naruto accused. He crossed his fingers, hundreds more clones spawning in.
Kakashi, yet again, completely ignored Naruto. Thousands of chains failed to hit the man, all whilst the ninja continued to read his ecchi. Strike after strike were launched, only to meet air and perverse giggles.
"That's it, you made me do this, you hedonist!" Naruto growled out. That seemed to gain Kakashi's attention.
That's what he wanted, to get Kakashi's attention. The man wouldn't know what hit him!
"Rasengan! Rasengan! Rasengan!" Hundreds of Narutos yelled in succession, trying and failing to hit the Copy-Ninja.
At the same time, Naruto got his goal. Kakashi put his book away, a fully startled expression on his face. Naruto refused to let up, chakra strings tipped with Rasengans trying to strike the S-rank nin.
Kakashi got over his shock quickly and vanished from Naruto's view. Before the boy could react, a red eye appeared before his face and Naruto collapsed.
"You all…pass!" Kakashi said to the morose genin. Their faces brightened immediately.
"We did?!" They all shouted in unison, even Sasuke joining in.
Kakashi eye-smiled. "Of course you did!" He merrily said, enjoying his team's expression. "Afterall, the test was about teamwork!"
"Heeh!?" Naruto shouted. "Teamwork!? But we barely worked together!"
Naruto's teammates nodded in agreement, equally confused.
"Yes, your teamwork was terrible…" Kakashi cheerfully told them. "But, in the end, Sakura and Sasuke fed you, Naruto." Kakashi tilted his head, an amused light to his eyes. "They didn't leave you behind—and, as a wise man once said, 'Those who break the rules are scum, that's true…but those who abandon their comrades are worse than scum.' Congrats!" Kakashi clapped his hands. "You aren't worse than scum!"
The three kids sat there for a moment, processing their teacher's words. Emotions flickered across their face—relief, anger, whatever noun is for feeling flattery, and annoyance.
"Sensei…" Sakura began hesitantly. "Who was it who said that?"
The man's face lost a little of its light. "Hm…why, it was the same man who gave me this eye." He pulled up his headband, showing his Sharingan. Sasuke gaped and glared. Before the preteen could speak, Kakashi cut him off. "My friend, Obito Uchiha, was my teammate years ago. On a mission, he saved my and a comrades life at the cost of his. On the same mission, I lost my eye. His dying wish was for me to have his eye."
That shut Sasuke up. Everyone seemed quieter at the moment, even Naruto.
Kakashi sat there in contemplation for a moment, eyeing Naruto. "Naruto, I've been meaning to ask—where did you learn to make chakra chains and the Rasengan? Those jutsu were not in your record."
Naruto vibrated in delight. "Of course they weren't! I made 'em myself over the past seven days!"
"—the past seven days?" Kakashi incredulously repeated. He stood stock still for a moment before understanding filtered across his face. "Shadow Clones."
"Yup!"
"What are Shadow Clones, Sensei?" Sakura asked.
Kakashi sighed deeply. "They're the reason I'll have to train you all to the ground…" He eyed Naruto. "Unless you're willing to not use Shadow Clones to train? So you all stay on the same level?"
Naruto shook his head side to side rapidly.
Kakashi, yet again, sighed deeply.
The man really, really did not want to train his students.
Five thousand Narutos sat in a clearing, each holding onto a single leaf. There were five total Naruto groups. One group was trying to crinkle a leaf. One group was trying to cut a leaf. One group was trying to burn a leaf. One group was trying to crumble a leaf. One group was trying to moisten a leaf.
Each group had a Naruto clone assigned to it to oversee their training. Every thirty minutes, the overseer clone would pop all of their group and respawn them, resulting in the cumulative knowledge of the group combining much faster than it usually would.
At the same time this was happening, the original Naruto was running like his life depended on it. Weights were strapped to his body, each limb having hundreds of pounds weighing them down.
Dogs sprinted after him and the original Sasuke, the Uchiha also being weighed down.
Sasuke was taught the Shadow Clone Jutsu by Kakashi to improve his training. The Uchiha could make three clones total who were using their Sharingan to train other things.
Sasuke had unlocked his Sharingan in a rather lame way. See, the Sharingan activates due to intense emotions. So, if you put an Uchiha under a very intense genjutsu…
Well, Sasuke now had the Sharingan.
Didn't help him avoid the dogs, though.
At the very least, it gave Sakura very good practice in iryojutsu. She and her one Shadow Clone would heal Naruto and Sasuke's torn muscles and wounds, resulting in faster training. It also gave the girl experience healing humans, which was always good.
Truly, Kakashi was a wonderful sensei.
It's why he sat on a tree, reading Icha Icha, giggling over and over whilst ignoring his students.
What a great sensei.
"Get down!" Shouted Kakashi, pushing Tazuna down as a massive sword flew overhead.
Naruto ducked immediately, feeling the chakra of his enemy in the distance. He also sent two chains towards his teammates, making sure they were also safe.
They were.
Seeing Kakashi pull down his mask, Naruto felt himself growing serious. He had changed a lot in the past few months under Kakashi…a whole lot.
His training usually had five thousand clones working a day. It was hard not to change when every day was thirteen years to you. Or, at least, gave him thirteen years worth of memories.
Naruto stretched his senses out, feeling a second nin in the distance. Backup, most likely. He'd deal with the backup for Kakashi-sensei.
Actually, Kakashi-sensei had told them that they should never draw out a fight longer than needed.
Mist began to pour into the clearing as Zabuza started to do his Hiding in the Mist Jutsu.
Unfortunately for the assassin, Naruto was skilled in wind and water release.
He deeply breathed in and exhaled, a burst of wind blowing the mist away from Team Seven. Rapidly, a wall of chains burst from his form, dozens of Wind Style: Rasengans slamming into the mist ninja.
Over and over, he pummeled Zabuza, stretching his senses for when the man got out of the attack.
Except…he didn't. The attacks ended, a bloody stain in the ground being all that was left of Zabuza.
Naruto couldn't help but stare in shock at the spot. Similar expressions were on the rest of his team.
He had just killed an A rank ninja.
With ease.
"Zabuza-sama!" A girly voice screamed out, a chakra signature rapidly approaching their position. "You killed him!"
He readied himself, chains surrounding his form as he readied more Rasengans.
The air rapidly cooled, ice creeping across the clearing as massive ice mirrors formed. The amount of chakra in them was intense.
Naruto knew he should finish this quickly—a good ninja was a quick ninja. A Wind Style: Rasegan would not break that.
Hm…
The mirrors were made up of a combo of wind and water chakra, making ice chakra. Wind is countered by fire and counters lightning. Water counters fire and is countered by earth.
Simple solution, then.
Dozens of Rasenshurikens began to pop into existence on Naruto's chains. He began to imbue elemental chakra into the jutsu, forcing fire and earth chakra into the jutsu.
The result looked a lot like lava.
He grinned. He just recreated a bloodline!
"Lava Style: Rasenshuriken!" Naruto shouted, dozens of molten, spiraling shurikens slamming into the Ice Mirror Jutsu. An explosion occurred; there was no signature left over.
Or water.
And that's how the trip to Wave went.
"Hey, Snakey!" Naruto cheerfully called out to his enemy, dodging an expanding blade. "Must suck coming in second to my pops!"
That's right, he had figured it out.
In hindsight, it was rather obvious Minato Namikaze was his dad. Same hair color, same eye color, similar pigmentation, similar facial features, and similar builds. Really, it should've been obvious.
But, well, he had once been dumb.
Now, however, he knew that Kushina Uzumaki and Minato Namikaze were his parents. Kakashi-sensei confirmed it. Gramps confirmed it. He'd even seen their pictures.
Orochimaru was just a sore loser, honestly. Second to a super-ninja like dad!
"Ah, so Sensei told you that already." Orochimaru mused, failing to hit him again. "The resemblance is uncanny, fufufu. Both failures, both dead."
"Hey!" Naruto complained, dodging a strike and slamming hundreds of Rasengans into the snake-bastard. "Dad and I are not failures! You're the failure! You had to run from the village cause you couldn't become hokage!"
Orochimaru molted, shedding his skin and becoming anew. Unluckily for him, Naruto pulled out the Rasenshurikens. Lava, Ice, Boil, Scorch, Lightning, Water, and Fire Style: Rasenshurikens rained down on the traitor. A massive, golden barrier surrounded the area, trapping Orochimaru in the blast zone.
Naruto patiently waited, humming as he sat on a tree next to his unconscious teammates. He couldn't blame them for being weaker than him—they'd both be S rank ninja within the next two or three years, probably. Their issue was the fact that they couldn't learn fast enough.
Naruto could. He could recreate bloodlines in days. He could pump years of work into hours. Such was the power of the Shadow Clone Jutsu.
Because of it, he would be the strongest—a true super ninja.
After five or so minutes, Naruto felt it was safe to drop the barrier. The snake was either dead or miles away—probably the latter, Orochimaru was known for being near unkillable.
Guess it was time to put more effort into seals, then.
Speaking of seals, Naruto took a peak at Sasuke's neck. Orochimaru had taken a quick bite out of it and, well, it was interesting.
There was a cursed seal on it, but it was one of the most intriguing things he'd ever seen. Naruto could parse out bits and pieces of the seal, but it was still very complex. From what he could gather, it pulled in something. No clue as to what, but it did.
He'd need to get Sasuke to let him study it later.
Time to master seals.
"Could Naruto Uzumaki and Kiba Inuzuka come down to the middle?" The proctor called towards the stands.
"Alright, Akamaru!" Kiba cheered. "We got the deadlast, this is gonna be a piece of cake. I'm not even going to need you for this fight, I'll beat that blond idiot in one hit!"
"Hey!" Naruto yelled out, angry. He barely even recognized this guy. "Who're you callin' deadlast, Dogbreath?!"
Naruto moved down to the middle, ready to fight his opponent.
This Kiba guy was going down. Apparently, they knew each other. Honestly, it was hard to keep track of the people he knew in the Academy. That felt like centuries ago to him. With the Shadow Clone Jutsu, it kinda was.
The proctor raised his hand up and began to countdown before Kiba could respond to Naruto's insult. "3…2…1…Go!"
Kiba charged at Naruto. "Fang over fang!"
Naruto used dodge and punch. It was very effective.
"Ha! I thought you were gonna beat me in one punch, Dogbreath!" Naruto taunted from above Kiba's unconscious form. "Look who lost to one punch! You! Hahah!"
The arena was silent. Shock was on his peers' faces along with the jonin instructors' faces. He didn't know why—for most of his memory, he was strong. Was it so shocking that this Kiba guy would lose?
Naruto shrugged and walked back up the stands, tuning everyone out. He'd focus when an interesting fight occurred.
It took awhile for one to happen, but it did happen. Bushy Brows was fighting the Sand guy.
"Kick his ass, Bushy Brows!" Naruto cheered from the side, pushing his body up to the railing. This fight was really cool. For many reasons.
He hadn't cared much until Lee did something cool as hell.
He opened the gates.
Naruto didn't know that was possible. Now, he did.
He was eagerly stretching his senses across the arena, feeling into Lee's body. It was…interesting. Everything going on in this fight was interesting.
Gaara's sand usage was cool, almost super-ninja cool. It gave him a few ideas as to how he could separate his own chains from his body.
Lee's taijutsu was stellar. Naruto would be stealing some of his moves later on—namely, the gates.
Oh, yes.
Hehehe.
Lee and Gaara really were helping him become the superest-ninja.
"Eh!?" Naruto yelled out, pointing at an ugly old man. "What're you doing, Old Man!? Stop looking at the naked ladies, you perv!"
Screams came from the hotsprings below and the old man began to hightail it out of there. Naruto, however, began to chase.
"You can't run, you pervert—!"
"—hey!" The old codger cut in, voice enraged. "I am no pervert!" He tapered off there, voice beginning to grow dramatic. "I am a Super Pervert! Heard and sung from the east all the way to the west, name praised far and wide, I am Jiraiya! Theee Pervert."
"I don't care, you Pervy Sage!" Naruto huffed, crossing his arms. "I want you to do your damn job and train me!"
"Oh? Train you?" Jiraiya said with a chuckle, amusement filling his voice. "And why would I do that?"
Naruto glared. "Cause you've missed thirteen years of my life, you crappy godfather!"
The Mighty Toad-Sage gaped. "Wah—how do you know—"
"—train me!" Naruto pushed. "You got to have some useful things to help me with."
Jiraiya snapped back into reality. "Ha! Useful? I could teach you how to bed any woman! The secrets of the body of girls, the mystique of their minds!"
Naruto's deadpan stare shut him up.
"...fine. I'll teach you something." Jiraiya sighed, going into thought. "What do you need help with?"
The blond visibly brightened. "The Eight Gates! And the Flying Thunder God Jutsu! Ooh, and Senjutsu! And I wanna get the toads."
Womanizer supreme snorted. "Eight Gates? Flying Thunder God? Senjutsu?" He chuckled.
The chuckle went away when Naruto threw a Rasenshuriken into a tree.
"Huh…" Jiraiya said in surprise. "You completed it."
"I did." Naruto confirmed, grinning. "And you'll help me with the rest.
Jiraiya blinked a few times, like he was having trouble understanding what just happened. Then, a bright grin stretched across his face.
He'd found the Child of Prophecy.
Fighting Neji had been easy. Now, he was sitting here, waiting for Sasuke to win the fight he'd taken ten years to show up to.
Naruto had no doubts that Sasuke would win. After Naruto fixed up that cursed mark on his shoulder, Sasuke had free, but bad, Senjutsu. Combine that with the Sharingan and, well…poor Gaara.
Naruto watched as a black Chidori slammed into a ball of sand, a massive scream spreading out across the stadium. Soon after, feathers began to fall from the sky. People around him began to fall asleep.
Invasion, he thought.
Naruto grinned. It didn't matter.
He was, afterall, the strongest.
The son of the Fourth stood, seven of the eight gates opening. A seal on the side of his neck activated, an orange pigment forming under his eyes as his pupils crossed.
Orochimaru screwed up. Gaara screwed up. Sand screwed up. Sound screwed up.
Why?
Because they had to deal with him, Naruto Uzumaki! Theee super-ninja. The strongest.
In a blur of speed, Naruto rammed himself into the One-Tails jinchuriki. Yellow chains wrapped around the sand-covered, monstrous preteen. Seals rippled into existence, the chakra of the One-Tails suppressed in its entirety.
It was easy.
Now, to the next glaring problem.
The invasion.
Crossing his fingers, Naruto summoned hundreds of clones. Those clones molded their chakra into the shape of kunai.
Thanks to Gaara, he had figured out how to detach his chakra from his body and control it.
Naruto had one up on dad.
He could make the kunai himself.
In an instant, reminiscent of the Third Shinobi War, hundreds of ninja died. All they saw was a head of blond hair before a kunai pierced their throat.
And the carnage continued, clones slaughtering enemy after enemy, snake after snake, traitor after traitor.
Speaking of snakes, the original approached the Kage Box. Inside were the First, Second, and Third Hokage, along with Orochimaru.
Naruto grinned. He wanted in on the fun, too!
Gramps was too old for this, anyways.
But, how to get into the barrier?
Naruto hummed, pacing around the edge of the barrier.
A thought occurred to him: chakra was sealable. Just look at the tailed beasts. If it was sealable, he could wrap his chains around the barrier and form seals on them, sealing the chakra of the barrier.
In theory, it should work.
So, he did it. It took a few moments, but the barrier broke all the same. As it broke, Naruto slammed a fist into Orochimaru, the snake's head blown off. Obviously, he regenerated.
And so, he went with the easier option. Sealing the snake.
"Yo, Orochimaru!" Naruto called out, dodging a pillar of wood. "You don't die, so I won't let ya!"
Chains flew forth. Orochimaru was sealed in a ball of chakra, seals rippling on it. He'd based it on his own seal, so Orochi wasn't getting out.
"Hm. Now for Lord Uno and Duo." Naruto mused, evading their attacks. To his senses, they were weird. They had a bind to Orochimaru through a seal in their neck.
A Lava Style: Rasenshuriken solved that. Because, well, no body, no seal.
And that's how Naruto Uzumaki saved Konoha on his own,