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At long last, the moment we've all been waiting for has arrived. A monumental clash is about to unfold, a battle of epic proportions between a formidable demon and a king. The process of crafting this narrative was no easy task. It required the delicate handling of a myriad of perspectives and a whirlwind of emotions. Yet, the challenge was a joy to undertake, a labor of love that I relished every step of the way.

The fight was supposed to be longer, you say. Who said it is the only fight between them...

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Chapter Eleven: When The Earth Shook

In the depths of his mind, Naruto found himself with his mother and father, their presence a silent echo of sadness. Naruto's heart felt heavy, sensing their melancholy.

"Tou-chan, kaa-chan…" His voice barely rose above a whisper, laden with emotion.

"Naruto," Kenji spoke with a serene calmness. "You're truly ready to face death, aren't you?"

"I-I am sorry," he sniffled, the weight of his words hanging in the air.

"Darling…" Hanako knelt and wrapped him in a warm embrace, her hug a sanctuary from his troubles.

"But I think I did something good today." Naruto's smile was strained, unconvincing. "I saved seven hundred lives!"

"Naruto…" Kenji's voice was gentle yet firm. "It's okay. It's okay to cry."

"I am…" The words were a mere breath, a prelude to the tears that followed.

"People don't cry because they're weak, but because they've been strong for too long," Hanako whispered, her hand comforting his head.

And so, Naruto cried, his tears flowing freely, like a child unburdened by the world's weight.

"But no worries!" He tried to laugh through his tears. "There are so many people I want you to meet. There's Pervy Sage, Neji, Jiji, Old Man First and Second. And, oh, there's mom and dad… my other mom and dad… hehe… Maybe I'll see them in heaven…"

"Oh, my boy…" kaa-chan's voice was soft as she stroked his back.

"Naru-chan…" Kenji knelt beside him. "What if I told you there's a way…"

"A way?" Naruto's eyes shimmered with a mixture of hope and confusion.

"Yes," Kenji nodded. "There are two latent powers within your core."

"What are they? How?" Naruto's curiosity sparked.

"I don't know," Kenji admitted. "But one of them might be strong enough to face Sukuna."

"What?!" Naruto's excitement was palpable. "Then why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"We feared the cost," Hanako interjected, her eyes filled with a mother's worry.

"What's the price?" Naruto's frown deepened.

"We're not sure," Hanako said softly.

"The other power?" Naruto pressed on.

"It's strong, but not enough," Kenji explained. "Tell me, Naruto—"

"Are you willing to take this power, knowing the risks?" Hanako finished for him.

Naruto inhaled deeply, his eyes closing for a moment of contemplation before opening with newfound determination.

"Tou-chan, kaa-chan, I'm counting on you."

His mother and father shared a glance and a nod before clasping their hands together.

~• •~

In the Prison Realm, Gojo Satoru looked at the ceiling of his prison and grinned.

'Here he comes!'

~• •~

Sukuna had just finished off Mahoraga by using his domain when he felt something suffocating. Him?! The King of Curses feeling sick?! What is this cursed energy?!

Suddenly, the color of the sky changed, the dark blue replaced by a brilliant sapphire as something brilliantly blue shot up at the sky with blinding speed.

Sukuna felt something landing behind him, something immensely powerful…

"Oi, Terrible Chef of a third-grade restaurant," they said in an odd voice that sent chills down his spine. "Let's show you how a Shinobi fights, dattebayo!"

~• •~

The redhead walked towards the cave. The shadows of the cave seemed to cling to him, whispering of a time when his first friend stood beside him, a steadfast ally and friend.

In his heart, he carried the burden of leadership, a mantle he understood all too well. He thought of Konohamaru, the new Hokage, and the immense responsibilities that now rested on his shoulders. He knew the challenges of guiding a village, of being the shield against the darkness that threatened to engulf their world.

The cave was vast and echoed with the whispers of the past, a fitting place for the mighty fox to reside. His footsteps were silent on the soft earth as he approached the place where the great beast lay. The air was thick with power, and the shadows seemed to move with a life of their own.

"Kurama," Gaara called softly into the darkness.

The fox's eyes flickered open, gleaming like twin suns in the gloom. "Kazekage… it's been a long time," Kurama's voice rumbled, deep and resonant.

"I've come to talk," Gaara said, his voice steady but his heart heavy.

"You aren't the only one." The fox informed him. "That Uchiha-scum comes more often than I thought he would."

Gaara gently smiled. "He hasn't been able to forgive himself."

"So haven't I." Kurama said. "He's got a brat, right?"

"Yes, Naruko Uchiha, if I remember correctly." Gaara informed him. "But rest assured, she is a very sweet girl and nothing too much like her dad."

Kurama remained silent.

"Remember Konohamaru? The grandson of the Sandaime? He has become the Nanadaime." Gaara said with a sad smile. "He was Naruto's only student after all."

Kurama remained silent for a moment before saying, "I tried to save him. I used every ounce of my Chakra to keep him but failed. I felt pathetic."

"It wasn't your fault."

Kurama shifted, and the air crackled with latent energy. "Naruto… The Immortal Idiot," he murmured. "He saved us all, at the cost of his own life."

Gaara knelt beside the great fox, his eyes downcast. "They say you tried to save him."

Kurama let out a long, sorrowful sigh. "I did. With all my power, I tried. But in the end, it wasn't enough. He was determined to protect everyone… to the very end. I had a special trick, I tried to use that too, but failed."

"What trick?" Gaara raised a nox-exisnt eyebrow.

Kurama replied. "A special power bestowed upon me by my old man. It heals all sorts of mortal wounds and injuries. It enhances the user's powers so much that no opponent can defeat them. But it comes with a heavy sacrifice. The tailed-beast inside the host dies in the process."

"I—"

"I am happy," The fox said.

Gaara waited as the Fox was clearly not finished.

"A few weeks ago, my old man visited me in a dream. He told me that… Naruto is alive somewhere in another world…I wonder if he is safe out there… what if…"

"Kurama," Gaara cut him in mid-sentence. "He is Naruto Uzumaki." He smiled widely. "He'll be fine."

"You don't seem to be surprised." Kurama remarked.

"I knew it all along." Gaara said. "He is too stubborn to die."

A silence fell between them, filled with memories and unspoken words. Gaara finally spoke, "He lives on in the hearts of those he saved. And in you, Kurama."

"Yes," Kurama agreed, a note of determination in his voice. "His will is my will. His fight is my fight. And as long as I live, his legacy will never die in this world."

Gaara stood, a sad smile on his face. "Thank you, Kurama. For everything."

As Gaara left the cave, he looked back one last time. Kurama was a solitary figure in the darkness, a guardian of memories and a testament to the hero they had all loved. Naruto, The Immortal Hero, would forever be remembered.

Gaara's gaze lifted to the sky, where the clouds drifted freely. He remembered Naruto's unyielding optimism, his infectious belief that there was always a way. With a small, resolute smile, Gaara whispered to the wind, "Thank you, Naruto. Your dream lives on with us. I hope you are happy out there."

And with that, Gaara continued his journey, carrying the legacy of The Immortal Hero not as a burden, but as a beacon of hope for the future.

Meanwhile, Kurama stiffened in his cave as he felt a very familiar aura from an undetectable source.

'He can't be using that!' He thought in fear. 'How… Why would he be using Baryon Mode?!'

~• •~

The neon lights of Shibuya cast long shadows across the deserted streets, where the ancient and the modern collided in a silent dance. Amidst this urban sprawl, two figures stood facing each other, their presence a stark contrast to the surrounding stillness.

Naruto, a child of six with snow-white hair and amethyst eyes that held the depth of the universe, stood with a calmness that belied their age. gaze, piercing and serene, was fixed on their opponent—a being whose very existence was a curse upon the world.

Sukuna, the King of Curses, wore an expression that spoke of terror and fear. His vessel, Yuji's body, was poised with a calculative look, ready to unleash devastation at a moment's notice.

Naruto's transformation was a spectacle to behold. His hair, once a vibrant shade of snow-white, had cascaded down in a waterfall of the purest white, each strand a testament to the power they wielded. His eyes, deep and soulful amethysts, were slitted like a fox, they were windows to an unyielding spirit, reflecting a resolve as unbreakable as the gemstone itself.

Enveloping him was a cloak of sapphire-purple energy, vast and majestic. It stretched out like the endless night sky, dotted with the twinkling of stars, each fold and ripple a wave of cursed energy that resonated with the silent strength of the universe. This cloak was not merely a garment but a symbol of a will that refused to be contained, a force that expanded beyond the horizon of imagination. On his collar were purple tail-like four moving appendages made of pure energy. He had five similar, but longer on his back.

It was odd to see a six-year-old child in such a form. Their physical outline was of that of a young man or a petite woman. Sukuna, with all his sensing abilities, could not sense what power this was.

In this grandeur, Naruto stood not as a human, but as an entity of pure energy, a being whose very essence was intertwined with the fabric of existence. Their presence had been a beacon, a guiding light that promised protection and hope to all who fell under its shadow. The sapphire-purple energy that surrounded him was not just a shield but a declaration of his commitment to fight, to endure, and to prevail against all odds.

"I survived the attack," Naruto said in a calm tune, his voice filled with otherworldliness. "You must remain firm on your oath."

Sukuna took a defensive stance. The boy? Girl? Man… no… this isn't human. This isn't a curse. It's beyond demonic. It's… celestial.

The air between him was charged, heavy with the weight of impending conflict. It was Naruto who broke the silence, his voice clear and resonant in the night.

"Are you truly him?" Sukuna asked.

"Indeed. I am him and more." He replied.

'I didn't ask for more…' "What are you?"

"I am… Naruto."

"I don't believe it." Sukuna shook his head. "Nobody can survive Fuga, not even with the Reversed Cursed Technique."

"Let me help you then," Naruto softly said as he raised his hand, "Red: Almighty Push." Use no more than 10%, lest you should tear the space time barrier.

With a sweep of his arms, the boy unleashed a wave of force, invisible yet potent enough to shatter concrete. Sukuna was waiting for a colorful beam of cursed energy, yet he saw nothing. However, nano seconds later, an invisible force hit him so hard that he flew away like a baseball.

Sukuna definitely felt that, but said, "Is that all you have, child?"

Naruto's Baryon Mode, a manifestation of his immense cursed energy, was a sight to behold. It was not the familiar orange hue that many associated with Naruto, but a mesmerizing blend of blue and purple. It enveloped him like a cloak, its ethereal glow illuminating the darkened streets of Shibuya.

Sukuna's laughter echoed.

Naruto's eyes narrowed, not in frustration, but with a focus that sharpened the world around him. He answered, "Red: Universal Pull."

The command was a whisper, yet it held the power to bend space. Sukuna felt the tug, an irresistible force drawing him towards the child. But he was the King of Curses; he would not be moved so easily.

"Cleave!"

His voice was a growl, the sound of death itself. He lunged forward, his hand slicing through the air, aiming to end the battle with a single, decisive blow. But it was like striking at a mirage. Naruto's Infinity Barrier, an unassailable wall of energy, repelled the attack, leaving Sukuna's hand to pass through empty space.

The child remained unscathed, his expression unchanging. He regarded Sukuna not with fear or hatred, but with a sadness that seemed too profound for one so young.

Naruto yelled, "You are strong, Sukuna. But strength without purpose is meaningless. Why do you persist in this violence?"

Sukuna's laugh was harsh, a sound that echoed off the buildings around him. "Purpose? The strong take what they want. That is the only purpose I need."

The clash of his fists was a symphony of power, each blow resonating through the empty streets. Sukuna, with his cursed energy crackling around his fists, struck with the force of a tempest. Yet, each strike met with the unyielding force of Naruto's Infinity Barrier.

Sukuna yelled, "Infernal Punch!"

His shout echoed as his fist surged forward, a mass of dark energy aimed to obliterate. But it was as if he struck a wall of diamond.

Naruto invoked, "Limitless: Infinity Barrier."

The child's counter was calm, his voice steady as the barrier held strong, repelling Sukuna's devastating attack.

Sukuna's eyes narrowed, a flicker of irritation crossing his features. He was the King of Curses, and yet this child stood before him, defiant and unharmed.

Sukuna sneered, "You're a tough one, aren't you? But let's see how long you can keep this up. There has to be some drawback."

Naruto softly said, "As long as I must. I will not let you harm anyone else. Come on now, you have an oath to follow." No unnecessary movements.

His form blurred; movements too fast for the human eye to follow. Sukuna's relentless assault met with the unwavering defense of Tenodakume's barrier. The boy's eyes, those amethyst pools reflecting the heavens, remained locked on Sukuna, his resolve unshaken.

Naruto appeared beside Sukuna and gave a devastating punch on his back.

Sukuna yelled, "Cursed Energy Burst!"

A wave of dark energy erupted from Sukuna, the air itself seeming to warp and twist around him.

The barrier didn't let the attack pass through…

With a sweep of his hand, Naruto created a space where Sukuna's energy dispersed into nothingness, his attack neutralized by the child's incredible power.

The King of Curses let out a growl of frustration, his energy flaring up once more as he prepared another attack. But Tenodakume stood ready, his snow-white hair billowing in the wind, a beacon of hope in the darkness of the night.

Sukuna, with his back against the wall, felt a sensation he hadn't experienced in centuries—doubt. Tenodakume, the boy with the eyes of the heavens, was not just holding his own; he was dominating.

Sukuna yelled, "You're a mere child… How can you be this strong?"

His voice, laced with a mix of anger and incredulity, barely concealed his concern. Tenodakume's response was a serene smile, his eyes glowing with an otherworldly light.

"Strength comes in many forms, Sukuna. You should know that better than anyone."Use the unique Domain Expansion.

"I-"

"Limitless: Azure Sky!"

In a blink, the boy was beside him, their kick connecting with a thunderous crack that sent Sukuna hurtling skyward. The sound barrier broke with a deafening boom, and the King of Curses became a mere speck in the night sky.

As Sukuna regained his bearings, the gravity of the situation dawned on him. This child was unlike any foe he had faced before. Their power was immense.

Sukuna launched at the boy; he could feel a Black Flash on the tip of his fingers …

Naruto smoothly wrapped him with his tailed-appendages and punched him on his cheek.

He was sent flying in a flash of blue and white.

Of course, Sukuna's jaw shattered.

"This isn't over, brat!" With a fluid motion, Sukuna invoked his domain, a desperate attempt to regain control. "Malevolent Shrine!"

The world around them warped, a dark cathedral of cursed energy forming in an instant.

There he stood, the King of the Curses, in his white traditional dress ready to cleave and dismantle everything in a two-hundred-meter range.

But the boy merely watched, his gaze following Sukuna's ascent with calm certainty.

Naruto said, "It is over when we say it is. And we say, you will not harm another soul." Use the ultimate Domain Expansion He raised his hands and made a dragon seal, "Domain Expansion: Infinite Tsukuyomi."

The streets of Shibuya lay quiet once more, the echoes of their clash fading into the night. But the battle was far from over…

The Illusory Labyrinth...

In the heart of the Infinite Tsukuyomi, where the moon's pale light weaved enchantments of deceptive tranquility, Sukuna stood alone. The King of Curses, revered and feared in equal measure, now faced an adversary unlike any other—a world that preyed upon the mind.

The landscape before him was a paradox, a serene village surrounded by verdant fields, yet the air was thick with an unsettling silence. Sukuna's eyes, sharp and discerning, scanned the horizon. He knew this place; it was a memory, a fragment of his past life, twisted by the Tsukoyomi's influence.

He walked through the village, the sound of his footsteps echoing against the empty streets. The houses, once filled with laughter and warmth, stood hollow, their doors ajar as if inviting him to uncover their secrets. Sukuna, however, was no fool. He sensed the trap, the lure of comfort designed to ensnare his spirit.

As he ventured deeper into the village, the scenery began to shift. The sky darkened, and the ground beneath him trembled. From the shadows emerged figures—phantoms of those he had vanquished, their eyes hollow, their mouths agape in silent screams. They reached for him, their hands passing through his flesh, leaving trails of icy dread.

Sukuna's heart, if it could still be called that, remained unmoved. He wielded his power, slicing through the apparitions with swift, precise strikes. Yet, for every phantom he destroyed, two more arose. It was a battle he could not win by force alone.

He needed to escape, to break free from the Tsukoyomi's grasp. Sukuna closed his eyes, focusing his cursed energy. He envisioned a barrier, a shield to protect his mind from the relentless assault. When he opened his eyes, the phantoms had vanished, and the village was engulfed in flames.

The fire did not burn; it was an illusion, a reflection of his destructive nature. Sukuna walked through the inferno, unscathed, his resolve hardening with each step. He would not be swayed by this false reality.

As he emerged from the flames, the world shifted once more. He now stood atop a mountain, the moon hanging low and ominous in the sky. A voice, ethereal and haunting, called out to him.

"You cannot hold me here, Gojo. I am more than just a curse; I am a force of nature!" Sukuna declared, his voice rising like a storm.

"Sukuna, King of Curses, why do you resist? Here, you can have everything you desire. Power, dominion, reverence—lay down your arms, and it shall be yours."

Sukuna's gaze remained fixed on the moon. "I desire nothing from a lie," he replied, his voice steady and defiant.

The voice laughed, a sound that resonated through the very fabric of the dreamscape. "Then what do you seek, O mighty Sukuna? Freedom? There is no freedom in your reality. Here, you are unstoppable."

"I seek neither," Sukuna declared. "I am bound by neither man nor illusion. I am Sukuna, and my will is my own."

With those words, a surge of cursed energy erupted from within him, shattering the illusion. The mountain crumbled, the moon shattered, and the Infinite Tsukoyomi's hold weakened.

'Such a domain? Yet it seemed odd to be this weak, or…' He gasped. 'My cursed energy! It feels like more than half of it is gone!'

"Leave Yuji-nii-chan's body, Tattoo-Guy!" Naruto's voice resonated through the void, a command that brooked no defiance. "Tsunade Style: Crimson Flash!"

A crimson lightning struck between the clouds, breaking the sound barrier, shattering every glass and creating a tornado for half a minute.

Sukuna tried to heal his torso, which was apparently missing, but it was too hard… ugh!

The battle between Naruto and Sukuna was a spectacle that transcended the ordinary. The streets of Shibuya, usually bustling with life, were eerily silent, save for the sounds of their intense combat. The neon lights of the city flickered in the reflection of their clashing powers, painting a surreal picture of chaos and beauty.

Naruto, his blue-purple Baryon Mode aura flaring brightly around him, simply nodded. "I am not the same Naruto you knew," he said, his voice steady. "This is my true power."

The air around them crackled with tension as they resumed their battle. Naruto, with his newfound power, was a force to be reckoned with. His attacks were faster, stronger, and more precise. Sukuna, despite his initial surprise, rose to the challenge, his four arms moving in a deadly dance of defense and attack.

Buildings crumbled, streets shattered, but neither of them paid any heed. All that mattered was the fight, the clash of their powers, the test of their wills.

Naruto would not be deterred. With a roar of defiance, he unleashed a devastating blow, channeling the full power of Baryon Mode into a single, decisive strike. The very heavens seemed to tremble as the force of his attack bore down upon Sukuna with unrelenting force.

Sukuna, whose very essence was intertwined with Yuji's corporeal form, found himself ensnared in this emotionless existence. The void sought to strip him of his rage, his pride, his very identity.

Their battle was a dance of destruction, a symphony of power and determination. Each attack, each counter, was executed with precision and intent. The ground beneath them bore the brunt of their clash, cracking and shattering under the sheer force of their cursed energy.

Yet, amidst the chaos and destruction, there was a sense of awe and respect. Naruto, with his unwavering determination and courage, stood his ground against Sukuna, a testament to his indomitable spirit. His every move, every attack, was a declaration of his resolve to protect and fight.

"Why do you resist, Sukuna? This world can be your sanctuary, free from the burdens of human sentiment," Naruto offered, his voice echoing like a whisper from beyond.

"A sanctuary? Your barren wasteland?" Sukuna's retort was a growl, laced with contempt. "I am the King of Curses. I bow to no one, especially not to a puppeteer of the mind."

As the battle of wills intensified, the air itself seemed to thicken with the weight of their conflict. The void, once silent and oppressive, now pulsed with the energy of their struggle.

In the middle of the wild commotion, Sukuna took a risky chance. He was smart and tough, and he knew he had to do something dangerous that he wasn't supposed to do yet. But he had no other way out.

Sukuna appeared next to Megumi, who was unconscious. Quickly and with a bad intention, he took a finger, filled with his remaining cursed energy, from his current vessel and made Megumi eat it, even though Megumi couldn't fight back. Then, without stopping, Sukuna pushed his energy into Megumi by pressing his fingers on Megumi's abdomen. Right after that, Yuji's body dropped like it was empty, and in a tiny bit of time, 'Megumi' got up, filled with Sukuna's powerful spirit.

Just as 'Megumi' was about to run away, Naruto showed up. He moved like lightning and hit 'Megumi' in the stomach with a strong punch. The hit was so powerful that 'Megumi' was sent flying far away, breaking through walls and buildings along the way.

Before Naruto could follow him, he fell on his knees and began to gasp for air. Baryon Mode began to fade.

'Damn! I am running out of energy. I only have enough to cure Yuji-nii-chan…'

"Finally… at last," Sukuna whispered, feeling the new heartbeat within Megumi's chest. "But this is only the beginning."

For now, Sukuna revealed his victory, but he was not foolish enough to believe it was absolute.

"R-run… while you can, Tattoo Guy," Naruto warned, his voice fading with the disintegrating Baryon Mode. "You are so crippled right now that even a small baseball bat can shatter you in m-millions… of pieces."

Naruto's world spun as darkness clawed at the edges of his vision, the clamor of battle fading into a hushed silence. His limbs grew heavy, the ground rushing up to meet him, and then—nothing.

~• •~

Yuji woke up feeling like his head was pounding. He looked around and saw a big mess. Buildings were broken, the street was ruined, but the good news was that nobody got hurt. Naruto had managed to save everyone.

Then Yuji remembered Megumi and thought, "Oh no! Crap...!"

Then he realized. It is futile to chase him now...

He saw Naruto, who didn't have any clothes on and was breathing really fast. Yuji didn't waste any time. He picked up Naruto and carried him to a shop that was also wrecked. Since the shop was already damaged, taking some clothes for Naruto didn't seem like stealing, right?

After a little while, Yuji came out of the shop with Naruto on his back, all dressed up. He decided to head to the subway because getting to safety was the most important thing.

That's when he heard a voice he knew too well. "Hey, hey, Yuji-kun, is that a demon you're carrying?" Mahito said with a big smile. "I can tell he's getting weaker. It's time for me to get my sweet revenge!"

And just like that, Yuji found himself in a new problem that he had to deal with.

~• •~

When he stirred, it was not the cold, hard earth he felt beneath him, but the soft caress of grass, the scent of jasmine filling the air. His eyes fluttered open to a sky painted in hues of gold and pink, a sunset that seemed to promise eternal tranquility. He sat up, bewildered, taking in the serene landscape that unfolded around him.

"Mom? Dad?" His voice was a tentative whisper, disbelieving. There, under the boughs of a cherry blossom tree, stood his parents, their smiles as warm as the sun-drenched meadow. "I guess I crippled that Tattoo Guy enough, although I couldn't save emo-nii-chan…"

"Naru-chan, my brave boy," his mother said, her voice a soothing melody that eased the turmoil within him.

"We've been watching," his father added, pride evident in his tone.

A laugh bubbled up from Naruto's chest, pure and unburdened. "Thanks for waiting for me! We're going to have so much fun, just like we used to. We can play hide and seek, and there are my other mom and dad, Pervy Sage, Neji—"

"Naru-chan," his mother interrupted gently, her hand reaching out to cup his cheek. "This isn't your time, not yet."

Confusion furrowed his brow. "But… I don't understand. Aren't we in heaven?"

His father knelt before him, his eyes holding a sorrow that belied his comforting smile. "Heaven is a place of peace, yes, but you have so much left to do, my son. Your story isn't over."

Naru-chan's heart sank, a cold dread replacing the warmth that had filled him. "No! Please. Stay with me. I don't want to be alone again."

"We're always with you, in here." His mother touched his chest, right where his heart beat a frantic rhythm. "And we're so proud of you."

As they spoke, their forms began to shimmer, the edges of their figures blurring like a watercolor painting caught in the rain.

"No, don't go!" Naruto reached out, his fingers grazing nothing but air. "I need you!"

Tears streamed down his cheeks, sobs wracking his body as he watched his parents fade, their voices echoing words of love and comfort that felt like the cruelest of torments.

"Why? Why can't I go with you?" he cried out, his voice breaking.

"Remember, Naru-chan, our love for you is as boundless as the sky and as deep as the ocean. Carry it with you, and let it be your strength," his mother's voice whispered like the wind.

"Be brave, my son. Live a life full of courage and kindness. We'll be watching over you, always," his father's voice resonated with a warmth that transcended the coldness of the void.

"Worry not, my son." Hanako said. "We are being reborn in you; we will be alive within you."

"We are becoming one, kid!" His father said. "You will live in our blessings. And in our memories"

"We love you, Tenodakume!" They said in unison in a sad but enthusiastic tune before they disappeared.

"Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

The last glimmer of his parents' presence vanished, leaving Naruto alone with his grief. The meadow, once a place of beauty and peace, now felt like an endless expanse of sorrow. He shouted into the void, his words a mix of anger and despair, cursing the cruel fate that had taken so much from him.

He fell on the ground, his mindscape began to shift, transforming into a sewer.

The bright colors of his eyes began to fade. The white became pure dark and amethyst became purple.

Soon his eyes became hollow as he yelled at particularly nobody...

Naruto had lost his light.

~• •~

A figure opened its eyes in a void.

"It is almost time," they said. "Naruto Uzumaki."

Author Note:

Wow! Finally, 500+ follows and 400+ favorites. Thanks for all the love, guys...

Attention: I've seen some folks say that my story isn't original. although they can't pinpoint exactly where or whom I might have copied from. They've noticed that I often change my style, which is something I do intentionally to keep my readers engaged and entertained.

While there are a few unnamed critics who didn't enjoy my story, I've received lots of positive feedback from many others who really liked it. I write this story mainly because it brings me joy. If it's not your cup of tea, that's perfectly fine. There are countless other stories out there that might be more to your liking. Or, you could even try your hand at writing your own story. It's a truly fulfilling experience, I promise you.

Now, quick questions...

01/Among all the JJK fics you've read, which protagonist can beat Baryon Mode Naruto from this fic?

02/Where does this fic stands among all the JJK/Naruto fics?

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Quiz Time...!

01/Who is Kush Sarito? Hint: Somebody from the Shinobi world.

02/There is a Dragon Ball reference here, where? [Akira Toriyama...].

03/There is a Henry Rider Haggard reference here. Where?

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Wait... How Are You Here!?

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