East.
West.
South.
And above all of it—
The sky begins to change.
Naruto moves like a dying star.
Baryon Mode devours the battlefield. Golden chakra screams as he collides with Daigo. Each impact erases mountains. The earth splits under their feet.
Yuta watches.
God against monster.
And inside his chest—
Doubt.
What am I?
Clan head?
Reincarnation?
Or just a scared kid pretending to be a god?
His breath trembles.
They respect Sylus. Not me.
I’m nothing without him.
The battlefield sound fades.
Then—
A voice tears through existence.
“YUTAAAAAAAAAAAA UZUMAKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII—!!!”
Reality collapses.
Crimson infinity.
A throne built from shattered constellations.
A man stands before it.
Older. Sharper. Regal.
Eyes filled with ancient violence.
He smiles faintly.
“Myself… Lord Sylus.”
Yuta steps back.
“I’m your reincarnation.”
Sylus chuckles.
“You? Interesting.”
Yuta’s fists shake.
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“You could kill Shibai. I can’t even control my fear!”
The void splits open—
Naruto appears beyond it. Burning his lifespan away.
Sylus speaks calmly.
“You would let that man die for you?”
“NO!”
Yuta grabs his collar.
“Then tell me what to do!”
Silence.
Then—
No mockery.
Only truth.
“Awaken my rage.”
Yuta hesitates.
“…Can I?”
Sylus smiles.
“You already are.”
The crimson realm ignites.
Clouds swallow the sun.
Darkness spreads across the battlefield.
Only the moon remains.
Naruto feels it first.
His Baryon Mode flickers.
Then—
It extinguishes.
Naruto freezes.
Before him—
Yuta steps forward.
Shinseigan.
Tenseigan.
Twin galaxies burning inside his eyes.
For the first time—
Two voices overlap.
Yuta & Sylus:
“Dad… move.”
Naruto instinctively steps back.
Yuta takes Naruto’s stance.
Perfect.
Exact.
Naruto’s breath shatters.
Tears fall.
Not from fear.
From pride.
His son chose him.
Lucent floats above rubble.
“You know… my healing never stops. I am practically immortal.”
Sasuke’s Rinnegan glows.
“My friend killed Hidan.”
Lucent grins.
“Survive this.”
A Tailed Beast Bomb forms.
It fires.
The explosion swallows the battlefield.
Sasuke braces—
—but Rock Lee steps forward.
Impact.
White light.
Silence.
Smoke clears.
Lee stands.
Burned.
Breathing hard.
Alive.
Lucent frowns.
Metal Lee grips his father.
“When high-density chakra hits, absorb it. Convert impact into raw force.”
Rock Lee blinks.
“…Will I live?”
Metal nods desperately.
“Please.”
Rock Lee smiles gently.
“I hope I don’t die.”
He pats his son’s head.
And walks into war.
Lucent glances upward.
“Isn’t it supposed to be afternoon?”
—SHKRRRK—
Sasuke’s blade pierces his heart.
“Want to see a Kirin meteor shower?”
Thunder crashes.
KIRIN.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Lucent’s body tears apart—
Then begins healing.
Slowly.
Kakashi narrows his eye.
“I slowed it.”
Rock Lee straightens.
Golden energy erupts from his body.
“GATE OF GODHOOD… OPEN.”
Light engulfs the battlefield.
“Let me handle this.”
He vanishes.
Reappears above Lucent.
“Now… fight a god.”
He crashes down.
Draven slams his palm to the earth.
A suppression field spreads outward.
Shikamaru freezes mid-step.
Chōji grits his teeth.
“I can’t move!”
Ino feels her chakra locking.
Shikamaru thinks rapidly.
“We stall.”
Draven laughs.
“You think time helps you?”
Shikamaru exhales.
“Just survive until sunset.”
Draven advances.
Confident.
He doesn’t realize—
The sun is already gone.
Mahito’s body shifts—soft, crystalline, sugar-like.
He laughs wildly.
“You know my weakness and still can’t touch me!”
Shino adjusts his glasses.
“Wait.”
Mahito tilts his head.
“Still pretending to matter?”
Shino steps forward.
“You burned a ten-year-old boy named Hawk.”
Mahito shrugs.
“Children break easily.”
Shino’s voice turns to ice.
“You deserve a death worse than the devil would give.”
Mahito smirks.
“Then try.”
He flinches.
Something bit him.
He laughs.
“So you’re using insects?”
Shino’s tone does not change.
“Bullet ant.”
Mahito’s scream splits the hall.
One bite feels like being shot.
He drops to one knee.
Shino lifts his hand.
“And there are more.”
From the ceiling—
A black swarm descends.
Across the battlefield—
A son steps forward.
A father steps back.
The moon replaces the sun.
And gods begin to notice.