Kaguya's form vanished, her body sealed in a tomb of stone,
A thousand jagged boulders surged upward, twisting into a sphere around her,
Her third eye slowly shut, fading into silence...forever.
The massive Truth-Seeker Orb behind her shattered like obsidian glass,
Its pieces are raining down like falling stars,
Glowing... then fading into dust.
Sakura plummeted down, heart pounding in her chest,
The wind slicing past her—
But she wasn't afraid.
She landed on the rising stones, leaping from slab to slab with swift, trained grace.
And with one final bound—
She landed beside Kakashi, his cloak whipping in the wind,
His dual Mangekyo eyes were glowing faintly as their power dwindled and vanished...
From the shattered remains of Kaguya's prison—
Nine colossal roars echoed across the sky.
The Tailed Beasts emerged, bursting out like suns escaping shadow.
Kurama, Shukaku, Matatabi, Isobu, Gyuki—
All of them, free at last, surrounding the ruins of the battlefield.
Their eyes, ancient and knowing, turned to the only one who once held them all together.
Sasuke stood tall, his Rinnegan spinning like a storm.
His voice rang clear across the ruined world:
"ALL OF YOU—FOLLOW ME!"
The Tailed Beasts obeyed without hesitation,
Sasuke sprinted toward Sakura and Kakashi.
Sakura waved, breathless, still stunned from the sealing.
"SASUKE!!! W-WHERE'S NARUTO?!"
Sasuke didn't turn his head.
Just kept walking, cloak fluttering.
"He's... handling something."
A shadow passed over his eyes.
Old wounds. New resolve.
Meanwhile—
Down below, where the earth cracked and groaned from the cosmic battle—
A slime of black twisted on the rocks.
Zetsu still writhed, half-pinned by truth-seeker rods.
"M-MOTHER...!" he whimpered, sickly and shriveled.
"Damn it... I must... I will plan her resurrection..."
A sudden gust.
A flash of orange.
And then—
Naruto Uzumaki dropped like thunder, landing in front of him, arms crossed, the wind silent behind him.
"Yo."
Zetsu looked up, his single eye narrowing.
"You again, brat."
"You love playing hero, don't you? Always clinging to your friends—your 'precious people.'"
Naruto tilted his head, almost amused.
"You like being near your mommy, don't you?"
Zetsu's form rippled, eyes blazing.
"I AM SHINOBI HISTORY! I CREATED IT!
I AM THE REASON YOU EVEN EXIST!"
Naruto stopped.
And his face was calm. Resolute.
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Forged Beyond
Fiksi PenggemarNaruto, orphaned in the wake of the Kyuubi's wrath, was marked by the village as a monster. No mentor extended a hand; no peer stood by his side. As others played, he lingered in the shadows, craving the warmth of recognition. His pranks, his laught...
