Sassynaruto Stories

(UNDER EDIT. MISSING CHAPTERS ARE BEING WORKED ON) He was the 'deadlast' of the whole academy. Looked down upon, beaten and starved for as long as he could remember. No one dared look his way unless it was to tell him to get the hell out of here or to leave for good. "The demon sealed into me... he isn't as horrible and wicked as you think.. really." So the boy acted so he could please everyone. He acted so no one question what he was really hiding. Did everything he could so he'd have more freedom. He did everything, even pretend to be what he couldn't be. And it worked. Worked so well to the point it was like he had a different persona all together. But of course, he couldn't hold dearly onto it forever. Especially with the disasters laid ahead. To fix and undo what was done. While it seems easy and harmless, the trip to releasing himself will cost everything he didn't consider. And so it became, The Fallen Façade. The Broken Act Part 1.

the title says it all warning ⚠️ cursing mention of abuse suicide attempts I own none of the characters or the art all rights go to the original owners

Naruto was simply trying to run. From what he couldn't tell anymore. His current situation? His abuse at the hands of the village? His stubborn will to live...? However he knows now that running isn't always bad. It lead to his new family after all. I do not own FnafSb or Naurto! or fnaf at all! This is simply another practice book!! It will be sooo fucking cringe! BELIEVE IT!! See it's already there... (ong) cover art is mine but temporary!

Naruto and Sasuke were the only ones left. Every one of their people had been killed by the goddess. The people who fought the war by their side, all of them. They try to fix events that led up to this moment, Kaguya's victory. They were about to seal her, but she got away. Now everyone is dead, due to them not being able to seal her. They try again, this time, determined not to let everything fall apart again. Protecting the people, just how it was supposed to be. Going back in time seems like a dream from a children's novel, doesn't it?