Author's note:

Hello! It's me again and ... I shouldn't be writing new episodes of your other stories!

Well yes but- But nothing! I don't know how the hell you and I are the same person ...

It is a challenge.

:) ... Fuck another me ...

Yes, if whatever, start writing ...

Ah, and a Little thing, the first part o the chapter, is mostly from the canon, so if you doesnt want to read it, just Jump to the parte under the line.

Konohagakure no sato, now.

Inside what appears to be a tree, there are three people, three students of the same man. With the same objective, but with different points of view to achieve it. They are the last living students of Jiraiya. Konan, a beautiful woman in her 20s and 30s, her hair is a blue color very similar to purple, she wears a long black and red tunic with embroidered cloud embroidery on the sides. She has piercings on her lips, her eyes are honey colored.

In a strange machine with several tubes running through it, there is Nagato, formerly known as Pain. His hair is red, he is in a state of extreme malnutrition to the point of looking like a skeleton with skin, he does not wear a shirt that denotes his ribs. His eyes, his eyes are strange, with all the purple being with a pattern of circles surrounding his pupil, he is the legendary rinnegan, they are said to be the eyes of the sage of the six forms, a god among the ninjas.

And in front of them is a young man in his teens, apparently sixteen years old. Her hair is bright blonde, her eyes a vibrant electric blue, she has strange mustache marks on her cheeks. His clothes are in an orange and black sports outfit, on his forehead is a bandana with a metal plate and a leaf symbol, on his shoulder is a small slug that is part of the Hokage's colossal summons, Katsuyu. In his hands he holds a small book, nothing extravagant, on its cover he only has the title of the work printed without any decoration. The Story of an Absolutely Bold Shinobi (ド 根性 忍 伝, Dokonjō Ninden), the book written by his teacher Jiraiya.

Nagato, with a thoughtful look, hundreds of memories suddenly returned to him. And after reciting more words, she clasped her hands, Konan seemed concerned, the words came out of her mouth imploring her friend not to do what she was about to do, but a few words from Nagato are enough to stop the tirade of the woman.

"Uzumaki Naruto ..." Nagato's voice was dry, as if the man hadn't been drinking water for whole weeks. "I ... will believe in you ... Gedo Rinne Tensei no Jutsu"

"Nagato!" Konan yelled worried. "Silence Konan ..." The man seemed truly relieved, as if a great burden had fallen from his back. "Now I have a new opportunity, an opportunity that I will not let slip."

"What?" Naruto said concerned. "What is that technique?" Konan, who now looked sadly resigned looked at him without any emotion. "He who controls the rinnegan is the seventh Pain, the master of the other six bodies and their techniques ... Nagato is above life or death." Nagato suddenly began to writhe in pain.

"What happens? What have you done The blonde shouted in alarm to Nagato. A slug on his shoulder came up to his ear and whispered a few words to him. "So ..." said the blonde surprised. "Y-you ..." Nagato cut him off.

"War causes death, hatred and pain on both sides." The man coughed up some blood. "There is nothing more difficult than accepting the death of a loved one, that's why… they should never have died, and less people who don't know about war like your generation. You try to find a meaning to death, but it is only pain and hatred ... with which you do not know what to do ... "Each word came out with less force from his mouth, the red-haired man's breaths became weaker and more discontinuous. "Dying like garbage, hating without limits and a pain that never stops ... that's war ... Naruto." The man's voice was barely a whisper. "That is what you must face ..." A small ironic smile formed on the lips of the dying man. "You and that book ... it's as if someone had planned everything or perhaps ... that's the true hand of God ... My role in this world is over, Naruto you really ..." Those, were the last words of Nagato, the last thing he could Distinguishing was how the blonde just disappeared giving a roar of pain.

Mard Geerd could not believe it, a few years ago, he felt a great source of energy, it was… enormous. There seemed to be no end. An unlimited source of energy… he couldn't let go of this opportunity.

So he looked for a way to seize this power and found it… now all he had to do was wait to feel that overwhelming power again so he could make it his own. And that moment ... is now.

Emotion, a feeling he thought he had discarded long ago filled his chest, but he didn't care now, the only thing that mattered to him right now is this source of energy. At least 17 years had passed since the last time he felt this power, and with an everlasting smile on his face, he rose from his throne, without notifying anyone, he performed a spell that was lost for centuries, he did not even know who could have done it. created, even if it had been a disgusting human, he doesn't care now.

"Secundum infinitum.

I invite manducare primoribus tradidit ex spaceio temporis et motus lucis est in potentia ad invocand.

Magna Kurama! De illis nati sunt, in annos singulos Dei.

Dei firstborn! "

And a human stood up, with a slight grimace kicking the blond's knocked-out body. When the blond's body turned, he could see his stomach. It has several marks around a spiral, looking for more, Mard Geer found what he wanted .

"So much power within the reach of a human will be wasted ..." He could recognize the marks on the blond's stomach as runic magic, very advanced, almost indecipherable. He approached the body and with disgust in his gaze, he brought his hand to the blond's navel. He closed his eyes and, as he imagined, he found himself in the mind of the blond, who is a sewer, following the pipes he came to a huge grid with extremely thick bars, a single label prevented the grid from opening.

With his perpetual smile on his face, the way he approached the label, despite the height his spines used to lift. He put his hand on the seal and ripped it ... or at least that's what he wanted, the demon tries to return, but his hand is stuck to the label, the ethereal tries to use his weight in his favor, but he could not even move more.

The water from the sewer rose, and in fear he saw his thorns dissolve as it touched the water, screaming desperately trying to cut off his own arm and summon more thorns, but again it was as if they were melting. The water reached him, began to drag him down. And his arm was really ripped off when the water dragged him to the bottom, a pair of scarlet eyes widened and watched with amusement as the demon was dragged away.

"No! No!" The demon screamed feeling an emotion he hadn't felt in a long time, fear. Once he hit the ground, the water dragged him toward the fence.

The demon's body could only scream in pain when the blond's navel, more specifically, the seal absorbed it, literally spinning his flesh as the ink spiral spun to expand and become a completely black circle, several golden chains emerging from the circle that It wrapped around the body and they got inside the blonde. Once the body entered, the seal returned to its usual shape.

Inside the seal, Mard Geer attempted to sneak through the bars, the bars simply shrinking, leaving no room for the new seal prisoner to flee.

A thick deep voice laughed, Mard Geer turned slowly and saw a large fox jump with his jaw open, Kyubi swallowed it with a sinister smile and rubbed his stomach as he continued to laugh ghoulishly.

END OF THE CHAPTER