ok, i want to clear a few things, i forgot about some things which happen in previous chapters like revealing naruto heritage i will remove that part also, keep telling me the errors i will remove them, addressing (dreadix) thanks for review , and addressing khalid, revenge plot is really near


Timeskip: Three Years

In the dimly lit, hidden library of Whirlpool, Naruto carefully packed his belongings, his expression a steely mask of resolve. Shelves lined with ancient scrolls surrounded him, remnants of a once-thriving Uzumaki heritage.

This library had been his sanctuary, his training ground, and his silent mentor for the past three years.

Naruto paused, looking around the room one last time. Memories of countless hours spent here flooded his mind—studying intricate fuinjutsu scrolls, honing his battle skills, and slowly piecing together the remnants of his shattered purpose.

It was here that he found the camouflage seal Kurama had once hinted about. Unlike regular jutsu, this was a highly advanced fuinjutsu seal. It had taken Naruto three years of grueling effort to master, as it required a level of understanding and chakra control that only an Uzumaki could harness.

Even for him, with his already impressive chakra control, getting chakra to such decree for seal to work perfectly and learning this seal had been a challenge.

He ran his fingers along the scrolls he had memorized, a wry smile crossing his face as he thought of Jiraiya. "You'd never believe it, Pervy Sage," he muttered to himself, "but I've surpassed you by miles in fuinjutsu."

Naruto's camouflage technique was perfected now, altering both his physical appearance and chakra signature to make him unrecognizable. This would allow him to blend into Akatsuki undetected, a wolf among wolves, until the time came to strike.

Kurama's deep voice echoed within him, as if sensing Naruto's silent musings. "Are you ready for this, Naruto? The Akatsuki aren't fools. They're strong… not almost as strong as you. but strong."

Naruto chuckled darkly, his voice low. "I'm counting on that, Kurama. They're tools… dangerous ones, but tools all the same. When they've outlived their purpose, I'll destroy them."

As he slung his backpack over his shoulder, he looked back at the chamber's entrance. It was hidden behind layers of blood seals, a secret he had unlocked only because of his Uzumaki lineage.

When he first arrived at Whirlpool three years ago, the library's entrance had repelled him with a powerful barrier. But his Uzumaki blood had allowed him access, revealing the secrets stored within. He had discovered advanced Uzumaki techniques that most of the world had forgotten, the kinds of seals that made his clan feared and respected.

Naruto's gaze hardened as he remembered why he had pushed himself so ruthlessly. Konoha, the village he once called home, had betrayed him.

Danzo's lies had more poisoned their already poisoned minds, and the villagers who once just hated him for keeping kurama now believed him to be a murderer. The pain of their past still burned, but he would make them pay for every ounce of his suffering.

With the toads' help, he had managed to survive these years in isolation. Fukasaku and Shima had agreed to supply him with food, secretly delivering supplies from Wave Village. Inari and his family had been invaluable, trusting him enough to help without question. They had no idea of his plans, only that he was hiding.

As he activated his camouflage seal, he felt a shift in his chakra signature and appearance. He was no longer recognizable as Naruto Uzumaki; his chakra now felt foreign, masked from anyone who might attempt to sense him. The seal hummed with energy, cloaking him completely.

Kurama, sensing Naruto's determination, gave a low growl of approval. "I've watched you grow into this, Naruto. Just don't lose yourself in revenge."

Naruto clenched his fists, a dark look in his eyes. "This is all I have now, Kurama. Revenge is the only thing left."

He took a final look around his hidden sanctuary, then stepped out, leaving Whirlpool behind him. As he began his journey to the Akatsuki, he knew this was only the beginning.

His plans were clear: he would join the Akatsuki, earn their trust, and use their strength to achieve his own ends. And when they were no longer useful, he would bring them down.

Once that was done, he would return to Konoha—not as a friend, but as a reckoning.

Naruto emerged from the hidden Whirlpool Village, the seals closing behind him as he took his first steps toward revenge.

The familiar weight of his Sage Mode settled over him as he tapped into the natural energy around him, his senses heightened and his chakra signature masked. With Sage Mode, he extended his awareness, sweeping across the land to pinpoint any Akatsuki chakra signatures. Moments later, he caught the unmistakable essence of Itachi Uchiha.

Without hesitation, Naruto sprinted in Itachi's direction, the wind rushing past him as memories and thoughts from the last three years surfaced. News from the outside world was scarce in Whirlpool, but he knew enough.

The new Hokage was Tsunade, a woman bound to him by blood, yet she had turned a blind eye to his suffering. Sasuke had left Konoha to join Orochimaru, but Naruto felt no need to chase him. His path was clear—revenge on Konoha, and everyone who had betrayed him. His former teammates, his village, even Tsunade… they would all pay.

Within minutes, he reached Itachi and Kisame. The two Akatsuki members turned to face him, immediately preparing for a fight.

Before they could move, Naruto raised his hand, his eyes cold and serious. "I want to join the Akatsuki," he stated.

Kisame smirked, his grip on Samehada tightening as he eyed Naruto with amusement. "Oh really? You think we'll just let a weakling join our ranks?" Without waiting for an answer, Kisame lunged at Naruto, swinging his sword in a powerful arc.

Naruto dodged with fluid ease, his body moving with the speed and precision he had gained from years of intense training. In one swift motion, he closed the distance and delivered a fierce blow to Kisame's abdomen. The impact sent Kisame crashing into the ground, knocking him unconscious.

Itachi's eyes narrowed as he observed Naruto, clearly impressed. "Your speed and strength… they're not ordinary," he noted, a hint of curiosity in his normally unreadable gaze.

Naruto simply stared back, a cold expression on his altered face. "I go by Kitsune," he said, concealing his real name with the alias he'd chosen to mask his identity.

Keeping his expression calm, Itachi activated his communication jutsu and reached out to Pain, the leader of the Akatsuki. "There's someone here who wishes to join us. He calls himself Kitsune… and he just incapacitated Kisame with a single strike."

On the other end, Pain's voice came through with quiet authority. "Bring him to me. But first, confirm he carries no means of transmitting information to others. We do not allow spies in Akatsuki."

Itachi glanced back at Naruto and began a thorough inspection, searching for any seals or devices that could serve as communication tools. However, he found nothing unusual; Naruto's Uzumaki seals were hidden, untraceable even to the skilled eye of an Uchiha. Satisfied, Itachi nodded.

"Follow me," he said, gesturing for Naruto to accompany him. Together, they left the unconscious Kisame and headed toward the Akatsuki hideout.

Naruto walked beside Itachi, feeling the adrenaline of this new chapter beginning. He had made it this far. The Akatsuki had no idea who he truly was, nor the wrath he carried within him.

They would use him, yes—but only until he had no further use for them. Then, he would tear them down from the inside out, just as he planned for Konoha. For now, though, he had a role to play.

In the dim, flickering light of the Akatsuki hideout, Pain's sharp, focused gaze fell on Zetsu, who knelt before him. The two-toned figure listened intently, nodding as Pain relayed his orders.

"A new member… this Kitsune," Pain began, his voice echoing off the stone walls with a gravity that left no room for questioning. "He may possess impressive strength, but trust is earned slowly here. I need you to uncover every possible detail about him—background, allegiances, weaknesses. I want no chance of a spy slipping through our ranks." His Rinnegan eyes sharpened. "No traitors in Akatsuki."

Zetsu's two personalities responded in their unique tones. The darker half replied, "Understood. If there's anything to find, we will discover it."

The lighter side added, "We'll dig deep—no stone will be left unturned."

With that, Zetsu melted into the ground, blending seamlessly into the shadows as if he had never been there. Pain watched him disappear, his expression as impassive as ever, though a hint of contemplation flickered in his gaze.

In the silence that followed, Pain's mind turned inward. His thoughts swirled around the sudden arrival of Kitsune, a warrior formidable enough to incapacitate Kisame with a single blow.

That alone was intriguing. Few had the sheer speed and strength to catch the experienced swordsman off guard, and this newcomer claimed no alliances beyond his desire to join Akatsuki.

Pain's eyes narrowed, his thoughts deepening. "If he is truly as powerful as Itachi says," he murmured to himself, "then he could be valuable... or dangerous. But if there is deception in him, I will root it out."

His Rinnegan gleamed with resolve. The Akatsuki was his vision, his weapon to bring about peace by controlling the chaos of the world. He would not allow a single disruption to threaten it.