DISCLAIMER: I in no way own Naruto...Ya'll need to remember that…

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The Oracle: Remastered

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Chapter 1: When one door closes…

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"Jesus...why does Mr. Burns have to be so brutal with his tests?" A young man groaned as he made his way down a busy sidewalk. "I mean, come on! We literally went over that subject like once, a week ago and he put like, nine questions about it!" He whined as he flung up his arms in exasperation.

"I honestly don't know why you had so much trouble with it Roy, I mean it's not like you don't ever pay attention in class or anything, riiiight?" The young man's friend said in a heavily sarcastic tone.

The brown haired young man, Roy, put his hands behind his head and looked away from his friend with a half pouting half deadpanned expression. "Well, maybe if he didn't sound like he didn't want to be there and changed from that crappy monotoned voice he uses, then maybe he'd earn my attention." Roy said in a haughty tone as he and his friend continued to walk down the sidewalk on their way home from school.

Roy, the adamantly complaining young man, was a tall fairly lean you man with a bit of baby fat covering his cheeks. His face was marred with a light peppering of freckles that darkened his relatively pale complexion. Along with his hazel blue eyes he had a long mop of brown hair that curved slightly to the left and reached down to his shoulders.

His friend, standing only a few inches shorter than him snorted as he listened to the boy complain. "Please, like he could tear you away from reading fanfiction on your phone in class, I bet if his head caught on fire you wouldn't look up from your phone long enough to even care."

This earned a snort of humor from the taller boy who then quirked and eyebrow. "Oh, wait. Speaking of which, Derek, do you know if there is a new episode of Naruto up yet?"

Derek thought for a moment before shrugging. "I think so, but it might just be filler again, kinda getting sick of it frankly." He said with a shrug.

Roy furrowed his eyebrows as he dug into his pocket for his phone. "Here let me check…" He said as unlocked his phone and opened Safari.

And in doing this, he didn't notice Derek stop walking.

"Hey, Roy sto-"

'Hm? What's this.' Roy thought as a message popped up on his screen.

Look to your left

And he did, just in time to be crushed by a bus whose brakes stopped working…

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"Ugh…" A pained groan filled the void. "What hit me…?" Roy said as he started to sit up from his prone position. As he shook his head to get rid of his grogginess, he let his eyes wander to take in his new surroundings.

"Huh…" He thought aloud. "I may be atheist, but I thought the afterlife would be a little more...I dunno...less empty…"

"It isn't, you just are not among the dead yet." A gruff voice said from the void.

Roy spun on his heel as he tried to identify where the voice was coming from, only to find more of the void. "Okay, this is funny and all, but come on, show yourself before I start to really freak out…" He said in a voice that was trying to not sound already freaked out...trying.

"Just follow my voice child and you shall know who I am." The voice call out again.

Now it was safe to say Roy was well and truly freaked out. "Follow the sound of my voice he says...I sooo won't lead you to eternal damnation suffering…" He mused to himself as he began to walk in an unknown direction.

He walked for what seemed like hours, only turning when the voice called to correct his path. He trudged to the void, unaware of what lies ahead.

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After hours and hours of walking, Roy's feet began to ache, and a noticeable limp found it's way into his step.

Right before he thought he'd collapse, a light entered his view. It was small, and ever so fleeting, but it called out to him from the sea of darkness all the same. Now with a set destination, his energy seemed to renew itself, his drive a little more enforced, and his feet began to move at a hastened pace.

The light grew closer and closer and moved towards it, its light warming him with each step. He grew closer and closer until suddenly, he was upon it.

A small fire flickered in the darkness. Its fuel source, hissing and crackling from the heat. And besides it sat two stumps for sitting...one occupied, and one not.

"Ah, well done on making it here child, you exceeded my expectations of you." The voice called from where the occupied stump was stationed.

Sitting upon the stump by the fire was an elderly man. Though, one of strange design. His hair was spiked against gravity and it was a deep grey in color. Two long bangs hung down to his chin and were bound by a white wrap. He wore a old grey kimono that hid his bodies features but did nothing to hide his face.

And that seemed to be the strangest part.

His eyes were a glowing grey like color that held a ripple pattern in them, originating around the iris and expanding out. Upon his forehead was a strange circular marking, and above that….were his horns.

And something even stranger about this old man was that Roy knew exactly who he was.

"You've gotta be shitting me…" He said to himself in a monotone voice as he stared at the man. "I walk all this way through this hellhole, and what do I find, not heaven, nor hell. No. I find a fucking fictional character from a Japanese comic book series...the Rikudou Sennin...just my fucking luck." He grumbled to himself as he plopped down into the unoccupied stump and let his aching feet rest.

The old sage looked at the with a raised eyebrow before shrugging off the boy's comments. "Aside from your foul use of your language, I am still impressed you were able to make it here. You are the first among thousands to find your way here, and for that I must congratulate you...but you seem to want something else?" The old man stated as he saw the twitching eye of the youth across from him.

Roy snorted as he looked at the old man. "Yeah, first off where am I, and secondly, how do I wake up from this stupid dream and go back to being a college freshman again?" He asked in a not so kind tone of voice which caused the old man the older man to sigh.

"This is no dream child, of that I am certain. And to go back to your life before would only mean your death." He sighed as the younger man paled. "You asked as you awoke in this place, what had hit you…and to that, I can answer with, a bus." The man said, making Roy's jaw clench and his eyes widen.

"S...so you're saying I'm dead? And there is no way back" he asked in a small voice, trying to refrain from letting it crack as the news of his death hit him like a...well...for lack of a better term…like a bus.

The old sage, however, held up and hand to silence the boy before he could continue down the depressing path he was starting to go down.

"You aren't exactly...dead per say. More like...in between life and death. On the cusp of both, but in neither realm."

Roy narrowed his eyes at the sage before leaning forward in his seat. "So...you're saying I'm in some sort of purgatory?" He asked the man in a low voice, prompting the sage to again shake his head.

"Close, but not quite. As your soul was being transferred from your living body to the afterlife, I stopped its travel and placed it here, so that you may find me." He explained, earning a raised eyebrow from the youth.

"And now that I've found you? What happens now?"

"What happens now, is that I am going to give you the option for a second chance at life, that's what." The sage said with a smirk as he watched the boy's eyes widen in response, his jaw promptly hitting the floor in shock. The old sage couldn't help the small chuckle from seeing the boy's shocked silence, and when he received now other smartass comment, he decided to roll with it and kept going.

"There are thousands of worlds out there, each having their own universe and universal laws that govern them. And your world just so happens to be at the center of it at, the birthplace of all other worlds. And my world, just so happens to need someone's help, someone with the knowledge to save it, with the drive and the right reasons to see the task through...someone a lot like you."

"Like me?"

"Like you." The old sage confirmed. "Now, what is your decision? Help this old man bring peace to his world? Or go onto the afterlife and face your judgement before a god that may or may not exist?" The sage asked, to which he earned a startlingly fast reply.

"I'll do it!" Roy cried out before the sage could say anything else. Honestly, who in their right mind would turn that offer down? Go to maybe heaven or hell (most likely hell), or become a world saving ninja massiah? Ninja please!

The sage of six paths merely chuckled at the boy's enthusiasm before raising his hand to stop the excited boy from saying anything else. "Now, before we do anything else, I need you to hold out your hands, palms facing me."

Roy did as he was told, an eyebrow raised in confusion as he watched the old man rise up into the air, his legs crossed and a staff with a circle on one end and a half circle on the other formed behind him.

The sage placed his palms over Roy's and took a deep breath. "Now...I warn you...this is going to hurt."

"Wha-Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" The young man yelled out in pain as he felt like his veins were going to explode from the inside out. A thick, liquid like feeling ran through his body as his hands began to tremble with pain. Before he could take his hands off the sages, the elderly man gripped them like a vise, keeping him from moving away.

"You mustn't move away until the transfer is complete!" The sage ordered, keeping the boy in his grip as his powered flowed from him over to the young man.

Had his eyes been open, Roy would have noticed that his hands were glowing with power. One hand a radiant gold, shining like the sun, and the other a deep violet, its power surging through his skin and into his very soul.

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" Another pain filled scream filled the void as he felt a tremendous pressure in his eyes, the force of which made him open them against his will.

His once hazel blue eyes morphed in color and design until they matched the same ripple pattern that the great sage had. His brown hair, rose slightly before bleaching itself a nearly glowing white. And all of the excess body fat he had on his body dissolved and transferred into his muscles, giving them an even more pronounced look to the and a denser feel to them.

And as quickly as the pain came, it passed. The sage released the boy from his grip, prompting him to fall to his knees taking deep, and ragged breaths.

"W-what the shit!?" He yelled as soon as he got his breathing in check. "H-holy fuck! That fucking hurt! Grah!" He continued to shout as he shook out his aching hands.

He looked up at the sage to get some answers, but stopped as soon as he saw the man's condition.

The old man was covered in sweat, his body slumping and his breath ragged. His eyes were closed tight as a small amount of blood flowed from them.

"T-there….It is done…" He said between breaths.

His body slowly floated back down to his stump by the fire, his staff fell unceremoniously to the ground with a loud clatter of noise.

Roy looked at the man with wide eyes, before looking down at his own hands. In his right palm was the symbol of the sun. And in the right was the moon. "Y-you...you gave me your powers?" He thought aloud, earning a raspy chuckle from the sage.

"That I did…you will need them for what are to do. I gave you my chakra, while also unlocking your own. You will be able to access both, so use it wisely. I also gave you my eyes…you now hold possession of the most powerful doujutsu in existence, as well as my otherworldly chakra and knowledge...do not fail me…you are my worlds last, and only hope…"

And as the sage finished his speech, he faded away, the void trembled. And then, everything went white.

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The next time Roy opened his eyes, it was dark. Not a darkness like the void. No. This was a night time darkness that was illuminated by the high risen moon, and decorated by the millions upon millions of stars in the endless sky.

Taking in a deep breath, the young man slowly sat up from where he lie, groaning slightly from the stiff feeling in his joints, and took in his surroundings.

He was in a small forest clearing surrounded by tall trees and high grass. To his right was a small pond surrounded by an assortment of rocks a lily pads.

Looking down at himself, he noticed that his clothes had changed from his jeans tee-shirt and leather jacket, too a grey kimono that reached down to about mid thigh, held closed by a black obi. His pants were now a black trouser like cloth the pinched down on the mid of his calf and tucked into a black pair of boots.

His kimono's sleeves were long and ended just past his hands, splaying out wide for ease of movement. And under it he wore a black skin tight bodysuit that stretched to his movement and sat on him like a second skin.

Beside him lay a wooden shokujo with a steel top. Along with that was a grey headband that had a note next to it.

He picked up the note and looked at it for a moment. Even though it was written in the language of the Elemental Nations, he was able to read it based on the sage's knowledge passed on to him.

The note read,

'Use the headband to hide your eyes…

You are in the forests about a mile east of Konohagakure no Sato. Good luck child. Bring peace to this world.

And P.S.

Think about getting a new name. Roy Thompson is strange for these lands…'

The young man, now future messiah sighed as he flopped down onto his back as he threw the note into the air.

"Well...this could be fun…"

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(A/N): To be continued…

I'M BACK BITCHES! Here with the remastered version of The Oracle!

Now, as you may have noticed, there are some differences from the original.

Cole is now Roy (decided I should use my own name, if this is going to be a self insert, might as well go all the way, right?)

Roy is also older than Cole was. (He being 18 instead of 15)

And I've put in A LOT more detail into his arrival than before. So how do you like all of you who complained before that my first chapter for the Oracle sucked! Nananana booboo! :P

This story will be updated every friday like the old one was. I'm going to TRY and make the chapters over 2500 words minimum and work up from there. I hated how short my old chapters were and I just blame myself and the amount of time I gave myself to write them :(

So, I am proud to say, this story is back, better than ever!

Remember to REVIEW! And like always, I'll see ya next time!