BORUTO ALTER: NARUTO NEXT GENERATIONS

BORUTO'S DREAM

BORUTO ALTER: NARUTO NEXT GENERATIONS

BORUTO saw stars.

No, it would be more correct to say he felt them.

Boruto floated upon nothing. He felt himself moving- moving through something he couldn't quite discern.

What is this?

To the touch, it was like water. But when it passed over him he didn't feel wetness or pressure, he felt memories. He saw the lives of horned beings he didn't understand.

They seemed cruel. Arrogant.

Violent.

Boruto tried shutting eyes already shut as the visions became more brutal. The horned people began eating each other. They cackled and yelped, circling wounded and crying innocents before they were devoured.

Suddenly, the rush of feeling stopped.

Boruto looked down. He saw nothing, not even his own body. Ahead, a white moon lazily hung behind a fog of black mist.

There was.. something underneath the white moon. Boruto saw it, but his eyes seemed unable to register the being in a way that made sense.

It was speaking. At first.. the words were echoed. Jumbled. But they repeated the same uttering chant until finally it became a discernible, beating moan.

Cursed Eye...

Boruto's left eye began to feel as if it was being ripped from its socket. He screamed, throwing himself in his bed. He could feel himself moving, but he couldn't wake up.

The visions became erratic. Boruto saw two beings dressed in white robes. They floated amongst crumbling earth as a creature bearing flowing white hair descended upon them with a roaring shockwave.

Then he saw thousands of humans kneeling before a glowing idol-

Burning bodies.

He then saw the white moon once more, but now it seemed to be embedded within a pupil surrounded by blackness. The eye shifted its gaze as the searing pain dug deeper into Boruto's skull.

At the height of the burning Boruto heard a voice as tears streamed down his cheeks. He thrashed wildly, attempting to wake himself from the torture.

Boruto Uzumaki...?..

yes..

within him..

Venture forth..

bring him...

to..

No name was uttered. But Boruto could see it within his mind. It was that same.. featureless horror that hung underneath the moon. Seen but unseen. It..

A second wave of pain rocked Boruto's body. This time he did wake to the sound of his parents shouting his name.

Boruto sat up in his bed, dazed as sweat dripped down the sides of his face.

He covered his eye with his hand. He shook.. until finally..

Boruto jumped. His bedroom door flew open as Hinata stormed into his room with Naruto in tow. Boruto looked at both of his parents as they stared back at him silently.

"You.. stopped screaming. We were calling you, Boruto!" Hinata said. She rushed to Boruto.

"Are you alright? What's happening?" She asked.