Content Warning: This chapter contains strong mature themes, including dark and potentially distressing content. Reader discretion is advised.
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Naruto crouched low on the cliff, his sharp eyes scanning the camp below. The stench that wafted up to him was nearly unbearable—filth, alcohol, and the sickening scent of sex hung heavy in the air, making his stomach churn with disgust. The camp was a den of depravity, and every fiber of his being screamed to tear it apart. But he remained still, his breathing controlled, his focus absolute.
The thugs in the camp were careless, their confidence a fatal flaw. They believed themselves untouchable, hidden away in this remote corner of the Land of Waves, far from the prying eyes of any authority. But they were wrong. Tonight, they would pay for their sins.
Naruto moved like a shadow, slipping into the camp undetected. His chakra cloaked him in silence, allowing him to pass by the guards and sentries without so much as a whisper. He created a few shadow clones, each with a specific task. They dispersed into the camp, taking down the thugs one by one with swift, lethal precision. The blade of his kunai found their throats, cutting off their breaths before they could utter a sound.
He approached a tent on the far side of the camp, the flickering light inside casting eerie shadows against the canvas. Naruto hesitated for a moment, his instincts warning him that something was off. He took a deep breath, steadying himself, and then slipped inside.
What he saw froze him to his core.
VERY DARK! WARNING SKIP!
A man was hunched over a woman, his body moving in sickening rhythm. But what made Naruto's blood run cold was the lifelessness in the woman's eyes. To him, she seemed dead, her gaze vacant, staring at nothing, as if her soul had already departed from the horror her body was enduring. Her features, a haunting resemblance to someone Naruto had once known—only deepened the revulsion and fury building inside him.
The man grunted, oblivious to Naruto's presence, his hands gripping the woman's limp form with disgusting entitlement. The sight twisted something deep within Naruto, dragging memories from the darkest corners of his mind. He could feel the bile rising in his throat, his past traumas bubbling to the surface, threatening to overwhelm him. The echo of a woman's voice from his past, the one who had violated him, whispered cruelly in his mind, taunting him, breaking through the walls he had built around those memories.
"Oh don't worry demon. You're not going to hurt...yet. First you're going to feel good. You should feel lucky that you're getting this treatment at such a young age..."
"Not bad for a child. I suppose all demons have tools like this though. All the better to seduce women with, right? Well don't worry about a thing...yet. You see I heard a story recently that bloodlines were formed when a demon came into contact with a human and the bloods mixed when they bred. So, now you and I are going to create a new bloodline together. That's right. I'm going to have your child monster. Doesn't that make you happy..."
"Shut up beast! You should be happy to spread your demon seed. Stop acting like you hate this because I'm sure I hate it a hell of alot more than you, but to make my family strong I will bear this burden alone! Don't worry though, if I have some sort of misfit, or another demon, I will kill it so your kind doesn't infest this world...just like that whore of a mother of yours Kushina..."
"Now to make sure no one else benefits from this like I will...but don't worry demon. I won't kill you. No, then we wouldn't be able to have anymore fun with you. Instead I'm going to make it so you can't do this to anyone ever again!"
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