Where am I? Why is it so dark? Why 't I move? Hey? Is ahere? Let me out!

  "Fourth Hokage, if you don't want your child to die, then leave this pce!"

  Huh? Fourth Hokage? Ah?

  What is this? Why 't I make a sound?

  "g!?"

  I'm so dizzy, please stop spinning! I 't see anything!

  "Hahaha! e out, ails!"

  "Ahhhh!"

  ails? Ah? Why is the scream so agonizing?

  "Damn it, I will never let you go!"

  "Rasengan!"

  "Boom!"

  What is this? Why is it shaking so violently!? Rasengan? Why does it feel so familiar?

  "You damn Fourth Hokage, you uimated me!"

  "Don't even think about esg!"

  Escape? Why would anyone want to escape?

  What in the world is happening?

  "No!!!"

  What shouldn't happen? Ahhh!

  It hurts, something seems to be entering! What is happening!

  Why 't I move! Why is it so pitch bck!! Let me out! I want out! Let me out!

  "Must it be this way?"

  "I'm sorry, for the vilge, for Naruto, you have to trust our child!"

  Huh? Naruto? Fourth Hokage? ails?

  Could it be!? So painful! So unfortable! What is this!? Is it the ails? No, this?

  No!

  Let me out! It's like a deep, primal sho the depths of my soul.

  As if a space torn apart in an instant, a bright light fshed in the sky.

  The dispelled darkness.

  The se presented before me.

  In that moment.

  The intense se of gold and blood iwined.

  Like a sky frozen in that moment forever.

  Just a moment of fusion.

  And then a tremendous force came again, and the returning darkness once again enveloped the entire sky.

  Leaving only a low moan.

  "I'm sorry, Naruto..."

  And it was only at that moment of falling bato darkness.

  He realized that he had e to an incredibly different world.

  Fire try, Konohagakure Vilge, Year 53 of Konoha, located at the ter of the ti, as the only shinobi vilge in the most prosperous nation, Konohagakure Vilge was undoubtedly the leader among the five major shinobi vilges. Even after going through three Shinobi World Wars and various other is, the strength of Konohagakure Vilge had been severely depleted. However, thanks to its deep heritage and the tinuous support of the world's number oion, the Land of Fire, Konohagakure Vilge still held the title of the leader among the five major vilges, at least in name.

  But in this tranquil try.

  There was a figure that didn't quite fit in.

  A young boy of about five years old with golden hair walked with his head down on the bustling streets of Konohagakure Vilge. Every resident he entered on the way quickly avoided him, and every person who saw the young boy had eyes filled with extreme disgust, fear, and even a hint of hidden killing i.

  However, the golden-haired boy remained unfazed, as if he had long grown aced to it. He kept his head down, walked straight toward his destination, and after turning a er, arrived at a bustliaurant. Smelling the delicious aroma wafting from ihe boy's stomach couldn't help but growl a few times. He leaned against the window, gazing at the various dishes inside, and his pupils couldn't help but reveal a strong desire.

  Just then.

  It seemed that the restaurant owner noticed the golden-haired boy. In that moment, a faint hint of killing i even fshed in the depths of his eyes. However, the moment, he waved his hand, and a middle-aged man with a scar on his left face, lookiremely fierce, came out with a lunchbox in hand.

  "Hmph, this is for you, take it a lost!"

  He forcefully threw the lunchbox at the golden-haired boy.

  As he opehe lunchbox in an instant, rid dishes spilled out from ihe golden-haired boy immediately crouched down and carefully pushed the spilled rid dishes bato the lunchbox, theiculously covered it. The middle-aged man who watched the boy's as at this moment revealed a clear expression of disgust, rese, and hatred in his eyes.

  If it weren't for orders from higher-ups in the vilge to provide food to this golden-haired boy on time, this middle-aged man would have wao kill the boy a long time ago, let alone provide food for him. The faint killing i emanating from him was no joke; it was a very real presence.

  "Damn monster! Why haven't you died yet!"

  Although it seemed like a quiet muttering, the tone was enough for the golden-haired boy to hear.

  The boy trembled untrolbly, his lips tightly sealed. After tidying up the lunchbox, he held it in both hands, turned ahe restaurant, and walked away in another dire along the shadows of the street. Along the way, the golden-haired boy tried to avoid crowded pces as much as possible. Winding through obscure alleyways, he arrived at a run-doartment building. This was where the golden-haired boy lived. He lived ohird floor, and inally, there were other tenants here. However, whehird Hokage arranged for the golden-haired boy to move in five years ago, the other tenants had moved out one by one.

  So now, this apartment building was the boy's exclusive territory.

  He opehe door aered the apartment. The interior was extremely dipidated, with broken furniture, spider webs hanging from the ers, and a thick yer of dust everywhere. It was clear that no one had lived here for a long time.

  The golden-haired boy pced the lunchbox on a rickety table and looked around the room with a plicated expression. After a long time, he sighed and took a few pieces of clothing from the closet. The clothes were also old and worn, but they were ly folded, showing that the boy took good care of them.

  After ging into clothes, the boy returo the table, sat down, and opehe lunchbox. The lunchbox tained rice, vegetables, and a small piece of grilled fish, which was already sidered a generous meal for him.

  As he began to eat, the boy's eyes were still filled with a trace of sadness. He chewed the food slowly, as if sav every bite, and ate every grain of rice without wasting a single one. He was very careful and didn't make a mess.

  After finishing the meal, the boy closed the lunchbox and put it away. He then y on the floor and stared at the cracked ceiling. His golden hair spread out behind him, and his eyes were filled with a deep, inexplicable sorrow.

  He didn't know why he was treated like a monster by everyone in the vilge. He didn't know why he was abandoned by his parents. He didn't know why he had to live in this dark and lonely pce. All he knew was that he was different from others, and that difference had brought him nothing but pain and suffering.

  The golden-haired boy closed his eyes and tried to suppress the sadness and anger in his heart. He had long growo this kind of life, but that didn't mean he had accepted it. He still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, a hope that one day, he would find out the truth about his ins and the reason for his existence.

  And on that day, he would prove to everyohat he was not a monster, but a human being with a heart and soul.

  Little did he know that his jouro uhe truth about his past and his destiny was about to begin, and it would lead him doath filled with danger, challenges, and unimaginable power.

  This was the beginning of the boy's epic adventure, a jourhat would one day make him a legend in the world of shinobi.

  To be tinued...

  (his is a fan-fi story and not part of the official Naruto series.)

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