Flipping Coin (A Naruto Fanfiction)

Flipping Coin (A Naruto Fanfiction)

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"Huh, look at you, pathetic, white "warrior". The black troll mocked. "I'm what you made me"! I yelled. "Are you just mad that I killed your father figure"? The red striped troll said. "Shut up". I mumbled. "I won't let you get Sindel anyway". This troll mentioned my loved one! "Very well, prepare for your death, Brother"! Naruto discovers a newfound power, of omnipotence. Will he do good with it, to protect the society that abandoned and tortured him? Or will he do evil with his powers? Will turn to the light, or dark? Will he be the flipped coin to the heads, or the tails? Is there a darker, much more powerful source deep down? Will he show it?
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Reborn into the world of Naruto. A dream come true for any fan. Gifted with a god-tier Kekkei Genkai-the legendary Ice Release. An SSS-rank start. Born as the illegitimate son of... Danzō Shimura. A one-way ticket to hell. Yes, that Danzō. The Darkness of Konoha, the Root of All Evil, and the man who collects Sharingans like trading cards. And now, he's my father. To him, I am not a son. I am his greatest experiment, his most secret weapon, a tool to be forged in the emotionless shadow of Root. I possess the purest power, but I am stained by the darkest blood. They call me the "White Reaper" on the battlefield, a monster born from the shadows. But I must walk my own path. My bloodline screams for darkness, but my ice yearns for freedom. The question is, will I be the one to finally sever the Root of All Evil... or will I become its new master?

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