The Trickster of Change

The Trickster of Change

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Story Summary When Naruto sacrifices himself to seal away Kaguya and the Ten-Tails, his soul does not ascend to heaven nor reincarnate as a hero. Instead, it drifts into the Warp, fusing with the Chaos God of Change-Tzeentch. Now reborn as a god of fate, sorcery, and schemes, Naruto's mischievous spirit infects the endless Great Game of Chaos. His unpredictability unsettles Khorne, amuses Nurgle, and intrigues Slaanesh, as the balance of the universe shifts. But in a galaxy where the Imperium of Man fights for survival against alien horrors and daemonic corruption, how will the appearance of a Naruto-shaped god of Chaos alter destiny itself? The Shinobi of Trickery has become the Architect of Fate. The galaxy will never be the same.
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Hi this is my third story I have written, this being my second Naruto Fanfiction. This is based off of my first Naruto Fanfiction, Curse of Immorality, which i have unfortunately put as discontinued/hiatus until I can think of what to do for the next chapter. Also, i promise i will finish this story! Hope you enjoy... and to remind everyone, i do not own anything except for my OC! Thank you! Summary: "What makes you human, child?" A large figure asked, it's ten-tails gracefully moved around. "My mortality." I answered, as I was being mummified by the thin but wide strands of wood. "Would you trade your mortality for-?" "No." "Why is that so?" "Because losing my mortality would mean that I would have to watch my comrades, friends and family die and I would have to live with the fact that I would never be able to join them." I explained. "It would be the most torturous thing in the world." "I'm sorry, child." It apologized. "What for?" I asked back. "For..."

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