Marked by the cursed Darksign, Naruto Uzumaki finds himself tethered to two worlds: the unforgiving lands of Dark Souls and the shinobi realm of ninja. How will a world of Dark souls face a Chosen Undead with chakra? And how will the shinobi world c...
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Naruto blinked and suddenly found himself back in the forest. His mind was a blur, everything that had just happened feeling distant, like a dream slipping through his fingers. The Northern Undead Asylum, Oscar... was it real? It all felt so hazy. He shook his head, trying to make sense of it.
"Naruto!" Iruka's voice cut through the fog in his mind like a splash of cold water. His tone was sharp, almost angry. Naruto looked up, only to see Iruka storming toward him, his hands gripping the boy's shoulders tightly. His eyes bore into Naruto's with an intensity that made his stomach twist. It was rare to see Iruka-sensei like this. The young Uzumaki would've flinched under that stare if he wasn't still trying to process whether everything around him was real.
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"Do you know what you've done?" Iruka demanded, his voice edged with something Naruto didn't recognize—panic? Anger? Both?
"What?" Naruto barely had time to respond before a barrage of shuriken whistled through the air toward them. His instincts kicked in. Without thinking, Naruto shoved Iruka out of the way, and even he was surprised by the force. He landed hard, spinning to face the source of the attack.
"Well, well," came a voice from the shadows. Mizuki stepped out, a twisted grin on his face. "I didn't expect that. I'm impressed you found this place, Iruka."
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"Mizuki!"
Mizuki's grin widened as he locked eyes with Naruto. "Naruto, give me the scroll."
"Don't!" Iruka's voice cracked with urgency as he positioned himself protectively in front of Naruto. "Naruto, never give him that scroll. It's dangerous. Mizuki used you to get it for himself!"
Naruto stared at the scroll, his mind still swimming, trying to piece everything together. Mizuki... used him?
"Naruto," Mizuki interjected smoothly, "Iruka's just afraid of you having that scroll."
