Naruto: The Chosen Undead

Chapter no.1 Dark Souls

Author's Note:

Hello there to everyone reading. I hope you are all having a wonderful day. Let me tell you more about this fanfic.

You've read the title and summary and seen the cover, so there's no need to expand on that. This fanfic is a crossover between Naruto and the Dark Souls games, particularly Dark Souls 1.

Now, do you need to go and play Dark Souls to understand this fanfic? No, frankly, no. I am going to explain a lot of the lore and game mechanics, so whether you've played Dark Souls or not, it doesn't matter—you can follow this story. But if you have read the lore or played the games, you'll find a lot of cool things and think, "I remember that when I played it!"

Now, the important thing.

This story is going to be divided into two portions.

Context:
Naruto in this fanfic has the ability to jump back and forth from the Dark Souls universe to his own. You can interpret this as Naruto becoming a Dark Souls player, with the twist that he can use any items, spells, system, etc., in his own universe.

For example, in the Dark Souls universe, you can find the item firebomb. Now, Naruto can throw that firebomb at someone like Orochimaru in his own universe.

Since Naruto is hopping back and forth between the Dark Souls universe and his own, the chapters are going to be divided into:

Dark Souls Portion (where Naruto goes through DS1)

Naruto Portion (where Naruto deals with his own universe's problems)

Why am I telling you this? Because the titles of the chapters will be like:

Chapter 1: Dark Souls

Chapter 2: Naruto

Chapter 3: Dark Souls, etc.

With this format, anyone who wants to just strictly read the Naruto portion can, for whatever reason. Also, I'll add a separate, actual title at the start of each chapter.

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Chapter no.1 Prologue

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Giggles echoed through the dark forest, and Naruto couldn't help but laugh louder, aware of how ridiculous he must have looked—alone and laughing under the moonlit trees. But none of that mattered—not tonight. Because after countless failed attempts and frustrations, he'd finally done it: he'd made a stupid clone that actually worked.

He stared at the figure before him, barely containing his excitement. It was a perfect mirror image: those three distinctive whisker-like lines on each cheek that marked him as... well, him, gave it a somewhat feral look. His spiky, bright yellow hair seemed to almost glow in the dim light, and those blue eyes of his... they were just as vivid on his clone. Dressed in his signature bright orange jacket with blue shoulders and the white fur collar, it wore the exact mesh armor undershirt and blue open-toed sandals.