AN: Fuck it. New idea. Started with a joke I made and a Naruto Character's ability

You know the drill.

Also, I can't think of a good summary, so the current one is shit… As is most of my writing.

It's kinda serious this first chapter, but I like to include some humor, just not for most of if not all of this chapter.

Im taking some liberties here, so please stay with me. It'll get pretty far-fetched, but hey.

It's just an idea.

Regular text: speech, etc.

Bold: Techniques being used, loud yelling, and Beings of power

Italics: Thoughts, flashbacks, dreams.

Underlined: Serious/Important

Summary: Ever do a good deed? And because of that good deed people started following you and try and become your friend? Naruto Uzumaki has been in such a situation… Only this time, he's the object of worship for thousands of people. After many long years spent in stasis, his energy running rampant while he slept, he is now awake… "Why are people with wings calling me God?"

DISCLAIMER: Thewackness135 does not own either Naruto or High School DXD. And he never will. It's impossible, especially for a sad and pathetic man such as I.

Story: Goddamnit! I'm God, Damnit!

Ch.1: From One God To Another.

Chapter Start!

Naruto Uzumaki was a rather simple human being.

He hated vegetables.

He loved Ramen and the color Orange.

He wanted to become the leader of his village one day.

Simple wants, nothing too ambitious.

He didn't want power for the sake of just having power.

He didn't aspire to become God, unlike many of the opponents he had faced.

He was a good-looking person. Spiky Blond hair, Cerulean eyes, lean body packed with muscle, and three symmetrical whisker marks on each cheek. He cared for his friends, and would ensure that he would survive alongside his friends.

So how had it all come to this…

This was the question he asked himself, as he assumed he only had a couple seconds left to live.

He was lying in a white space, with another person near him. The other occupant was a female, with white hair, pale eyes, a third eye that was currently closed, and a pair of horns.

This was Kaguya, a supposed Goddess of his world.

She was also pondering a question.

How could one with such bonds with his people. A selfish human. One who had stolen HER chakra.

How could he throw everything away just to stop her and her plan for true peace.

How could he throw everything away, and still not kill her when he had the chance.

He could have, provided he had let a more powerful version of the move he had used on her, maybe the one with the blades attached to it.

He had certainly had his chance, she had been distracted by Indra's successor interrupting her as she had tried to separate Ashura's successor from his companions. She had been preparing a portal, her surprise had destabilized it, becoming a gateway to oblivion. It would shred any existence to pieces, and then dump them on a world devoid of any life.

She guessed this was why Ashura's successor had acted when he did.

Flashback

"Grahhhhhhh!"
A flash of Orange streaked across the sky, circling around a woman with white, back length hair. She had pale, pupil less eyes, as well as a third red eye with rings and tomoe on the rings. The woman was dressed in a regal kimono, one suited for a princess. One of the sleeves was torn, revealing she had lost an arm.

This was Kaguya. Also called a Goddess.

She pointed her remaining arm, taking aim at the Orange object, before firing one of her own bones, an All-Killing Ash Bone, towards it. As soon as it detached from the palm of her hand, it blurred out of sight, becoming invisible as its speed reached its zenith.

The Orange Spark in the sky turned right, narrowly avoiding the Bone, while also hurtling towards Kaguya. It dodged another bone, before Barreling past the Goddess as she swiftly dodged.

The Orange object skidded to a stop, revealing it to be a young man of 17 years of age, with glowing hair that was normally Blond, with two clumps that now resembled horns. He was dressed in a strange, Orange glowing outfit, symbols covering every inch of his clothes. Normally Cerulean eyes were now also Orange, with a cross-shaped pupil.

This was Naruto Uzumaki.

"Damnit!"

He panted, hovering in mid-air, as his mind raced to come up with a way for him to defeat the God before him. Unfortunately, he was drawing blanks.

He leveled his eyes at his opponent. "….."

He scanned the surroundings, searching for something.

Someone.

People.

"Still don't see Kakashi-Sensei or anyone else…. Damnit, I guess she really did catch me with one of those portal things…"

Soon after he and his comrades had taken the arm of Kaguya, she had begun teleporting herself and them to many different spaces. Except now, she had singled him out.

He had been holding his own for quite a while, but it had been mostly him dodging her attacks, while his own strikes never landed. She always seemed to know what he was going to do next.

Wiping the sweat from his brow, the Uzumaki gave a small and exhausted laugh, "I guess she isn't called a God for nothing…"

He couldn't really gain the upper hand, and he hadn't heard from the Sage of Six Paths in a while. He was really stuck in a position with no advantage available to him at all. And yet he could not lose. Everyone he cared about was counting on him.

He refused to let them down.

"Super Gramps… I really need a miracle here…"

He leapt to his left, avoiding a barrage of Kaguya's Bones.

He crossed his fingers, twenty clones of himself appearing behind him, throwing up their hands as large spheres with blade-like attachments hovered above their hands.

"Rasenshuriken Barrage!"

They let their attacks fly all at once, and watched as they hummed through the air. Kaguya merely extended her hand, preparing to blast the chakra attacks away, but before she could, a portal similar to one of her own opened up in front of her, as a teen with Black hair and a red eye and lilac eye with rings.

He was Sasuke Uchiha, Transmigrant of Indra.

One hand was used to keep the Rasenshurikens at bay, while the other was fumbling to try and stabilize her escape route.

The Rasenshurikens faded away though, as through the smoke they left behind was blasted away as Naruto hurtled towards her, batting her hand away and used the other to launch a Rasengan into her gut.

He knew it wouldn't keep her dazed for long, and noticed how she had tried to avoid entering her own portal. So he did the one thing that a person as impulsive as he was thought would work at that moment.

He tackled her inside.

Flashback End

He could feel it.

The way that the very air around him seemed to want to rip him to shreds. That his very being there was never supposed to happen. That this place was slowly killing him.

That Kaguya was also experiencing the same thing.

"Why…"

He turned his head, meeting the enraged gaze of his Divine neighbor. She was glaring at him, the Goddess who was trying to end the world, was staring at him incredulously as if he was the one who had tried to doom Humanity.

Her eyes hardened further, "Why did you just throw away this world last chance at true peace!"

His eyebrow cocked, as his mouth fell wide open, "Excuse me?"

Her face was marred by a grimace full of hate and despair.

"How could you doom the world?!"

Wait a second….

What?

The Blond Uzumaki stared right back at her, "The hell do you mean how could I doom the world?! That was you doing the whole world-dooming! Not me!"

"Ignorant human, are you really so blind?!" She spat, "Those other humans you left behind are just going to continue the bloodshed that they have enabled for all these years! I'm trying to save them!"

"The hell you were!" He shouted back incredulously, "You tried to mind fuck all of us and turn every human into your own personal Zetsu army! That ain't peace! They would be living a lie."

"They would have been happy." She shot back, "They would have fulfilled their every want. They would have had all their wishes come true." She took a breath, "That would have certainly been better than the blood-soaked reality they belonged to…" Kaguya's features morphed into pity, "And now they'll be forced right back into that reality… And kill each other all over again."

Silence.

Silence reigned throughout the space, as both occupants felt their senses becoming more and more dull every second.

Naruto looked up into the blank… Sky?

It was just white.

Blank.

And soon he wouldn't be able to see even that.

He had stopped arguing with Kaguya, simply because he couldn't anymore. He was tired, exhausted after his many hours of fighting, and didn't want to spend his last moments arguing in some dispute.

At least he could pass knowing that everyone back home was safe.

Even the Biju within him couldn't find it in themselves to speak, as their chakra was also being ripped from existence itself.

He sighed, as it appeared that the Rabbit Goddess had decided to begin another berating spree.

"You humans can't eve…"

He stopped her, holding out his arm towards her, his hand forming a fist.

"Super Gramps taught me that way to use chakra… The way it was supposed to be used… I think he called it Ninshu… Or something like that." He elaborated, still looking ahead of him. "I don't know why you did what you did, and I can't agree with it either… But maybe I can understand the person behind it, at the very least." He finished.

The Goddess stared at the appendage with wide eyes. In any other scenario, she would have ripped it from his body and burned it… But she hadn't seen Ashura's successor so… Solemn. She had observed her opponents, and he had always been energetic. But these were both of their last moments, and she was a bit curious why he had destroyed her plans for world peace.

She reciprocated the gesture, extending her remaining arm and tapping her hand against his.

Soon, each of them was filled by every single one of the feelings of the other, connected by their chakra.

Naruto felt as if a cold river had run through his entire body, a lingering chill still finding its way through his body. Her chakra seemed cold, but weighed down. Burdened in a way, weighed down by responsibility and sadness. Sadness knowing that the ones she sought to protect were killing one another for petty things like money. Watched as her lands were ravaged and her people were killed. Watched as she was sealed by her ignorant sons. Reawakened, only to be thwarted as her chakra was eliminated from the world, ending the Infinite Tsukuyomi, and lay slowly fading away next to the one responsible.

Kaguya felt as if the sun's rays were being poured over her, as if her whole body was being bathed in comforting, warm water, relaxing her entire body. His chakra was bright, and so, so warm... And it contained an accepted and reformed darkness. His happiness at his accomplishments and friends. His hatred for being mistreated. His sadness for being unable to do anything as his Grandfather figure, his Godfather, and his friend died. A final flash of pride and longing as he sacrificed himself on a slight hunch, leaving the future of his world to people he trusted. A realization that even for all the things she had done, He did not hate the woman lying next to him.

And so the two experienced one another. Their hopes. Their dreams.

And they experienced it with the acceptance of the dying.

He pulled back his fist, cutting the connection. The cold disappearing from his body as her chakra seeped back into her. Kaguya felt as the warmth left her body, leaving behind a longing.

How could he not hate her after all she had done.

That… Ninshu… her son had discovered.

It was an interesting experience.

Pure.

Unadulterated.

Understanding.

This was the legacy she had wanted to leave, but her son had come up with a way for people to do it in seconds.

He had intended for people to use it for understanding.

She had come to know everything that was Naruto Uzumaki, and the reverse was true for him, as he came to know Kaguya.

She understood him, and him her.

It was wonderful.

She looked at the Transmigrant of Ashura.

His will to live was strong.

She was a relic of an age long past, who had tried to destroy the future he had worked so hard for all his life.

She could feel that the last of both their existences were nearing their end.

Maybe…

The young Shinobi heard the shifting of dust, looking over to see an alabaster fist. He followed it with a confused look, before his breath hitched as he saw her face.

She was smiling. A gentle smile. One full of acceptance and knowing.

And for the first time, despite all his time fighting her, he now saw her as beautiful.

He was slipping away any second now, so what did he have to lose now.

He once again tapped his fist against hers, and as soon as contact was made, his eyes widened. A torrent of power entered him, a massive amount of chakra entering his system, refilling and refreshing his chakra coils. It was massive, powerful, and full of so much life.

He looked to her and her haunting smile. And returned it with one of his own. Trying to help her as she helped him.

He could see the white around them shifting, as they neared the end of the warp. The floor faded, as a world was revealed.

It was brown, barren of any life. The sky was dark, as night reigned in the sky, the moon in all of its surreal beauty glowing softly in the sky.

He felt his vision fading, his body falling limp.

He noticed they were getting further and further apart.

And yet she was still smiling, after giving him so much of her chakra and life to him, she still hung on long enough to smile still. She looked weak.

It was in that moment that Naruto truly realized that even a God could be vulnerable.

That a God could die.

His body stopped moving.

His vision faded to black.

He felt his body touch earth.

And then he fell into slumber.

The barren world continued to spin, even though there was no purpose to it. It could not grow plants, It could not sustain animals. It couldn't preserve life.

Until a large, and potent energy seeped into its soil

Powerful, dense, potent.

An energy with remainders of a will.

Chakra.

The energy had a host, and had adapted to him. But his body was still recovering from something that should have destroyed his very soul. If it continued to reside within him, it would destroy him, going against the wish of its previous host. So it sought an escape.

It poured into the soil around it, a mixture of his own chakra, the Biju residing within him, his life force, and Kaguya's gifted chakra.

And the world accepted this gift generously.

It let the energy mold it, letting it do as it pleased.

The energy's host would surely die in this kind of barren and lifeless environment.

And so It went to work.

It tapped into his knowledge of Senjutsu, drawing from the poor, almost pitiful reserve of energy from the planet. It was enough.

The soil became fertile, tiny saplings forming and beginning to grow from the newly formed soil.

It drew upon the Life force of these saplings next, as well as the planet, shaping its chakra into a living form, and using the life force it gained to form flesh.

Soon, the planet was teeming with animals.

But there was still something missing.

The energy tapped into its host, drawing forth his powers over nature, creating clouds, using his latent ability to mold the ground itself to draw the lava from the earth, using his main element to form air.

Soon, the clouds began to rain. Forming puddles, then pools, then ponds.

Rivers.

Lakes.

Oceans.

The planet was now able to self-sustain.

And yet the energy was not yet done.

Only 5 days had passed.

It knew its former host had wanted the new host to live his life, but he was a very social creature. He would be sad if he was lonely, and its former host didn't want him to be.

So it set out on a new duty.

But it was tired, and the will it was given was fading. So once again, it relied on its host as a base, using the last of its will to give life to intelligent creatures.

It gave itself to his emotions completely.

From his overwhelming compassion and love for his fellow man, white feather-winged Sentinels were born, created with a will to protect. Born with a will to help those around them, as well as having had created a code to be as pure as their creator. A realm all to themselves, as heavenly as his ideals.

From his inner darkness, one of the winged sentinels was different, with wings of black and bat-like in origin. Born from his experience with the darker side of humanity. It had no purpose, so it gave into its baser emotions. Lust, Gluttony, Greed, and the list continued. It created its own dwelling, with its primordial power. It manipulated others, turning them into beings much like itself, perverting them to fit its twisted ideology.

It was everything its creator was not.

From his Overwhelming belief in choice and that Humanity was capable of great things, the energy used him as a model for the first humans to take their first tentative steps. Though, a special few developed talents of their own, in order to hold their ground in this world.

Soon after, another winged Sentinel inherited his creator's belief in choice much like the humans, but struggled to restrain himself in order to uphold his races' code. But he let his inhibitions go, and he fell from his place of birth and was placed among the humans, his wings dyed black. He would be the first of those called the Fallen.

From the primal and untamed energies of the Biju within him, Yokai and other supernatural creatures were born. Some chose to live among humans, while others hated them. Some were close to the Human form, while others were bestial. They were among the most mysterious of the life new to the planet.

It was the dawn of the 7th day

Its deed done, the remaining energy settled down, forming a protective shell of earth around its host, and laying down measures to ensure his awakening. It had taken up a role helping guide the winged Sentinels who watched over the Humans with suggestions using Ninshu, becoming a small reminder in the back of their minds.

However, some of the strongest of the Sentinels were more in tune with this connection, hearing it louder and more clearly than their brethren. They revered it, delivering its message in a more direct manner, and in turn spreading it to the Humans.

The energy settled down, as the planet was satisfied with its work.

And Naruto Uzumaki truly rested.

All was well for a while…

But as is, with the power of choice, conflicts arose.

Blood was spilled for many reasons.

But those reasons were all the same to the Earth.

It grew resentful.

Hateful.

Disgusted with the blood seeping into its veins.

And so, it cut itself off from all the races. It tried to, at least. Some of the races had inherited their creator's talent with Nature and Senjutsu, accessing its power.

And so these races felt the hatred and wrath of the world itself. Its rage became theirs. Their minds became lost while they accessed the power of Nature, and so it was soon a taboo to practice.

Only a select few would the world allow access to this power.

And still the bloodshed continued at a rapid pace, as the races slew one another and soon became enveloped in a great war.

More blood.

More blood.

Too much blood.

And so the Planet took a page from the mysterious energy's host's experiences.

It created a monster in hopes of peace.

And once the creature was sealed away, the bloodshed ceased. The races became tired of the fighting, the loss, and the death.

For a time anyway.

The energy the Earth had known for so long finally spent the last it could afford in an effort to help. It had dissipated, after all these long years.

And so the Earth lost its will, leaving behind hatred.

And so the Earth kept spinning, as One person kept sleeping in stasis.

Michael was troubled.

He was a handsome man, with Golden hair and blue eyes, features that he shared with his sister. In fact, most of angel-kind had this look. He was fairly tall, standing at a rough 6 feet and 3 inches. Dressed in ceremonial robes that were common garb for his people.

Something wasn't right.

Sitting in his throne in Heaven, the Archangel had been feeling uneasy ever since a few weeks ago.

He hadn't felt this troubled since he and the other Archangels had stopped hearing God's voice after the Great War.

After they had assumed God had died.

They had felt God's energy help in the sealing of the Beast of the Apocalypse, Trihexa. Once the sealing had been completed, It had dissipated slowly, and soon after had they heard no more from The Lord.

From that day forth, God's Voice had disappeared.

Every trace of their Lord had vanished in the blink of an eye.

The only thing left behind were the Nine Great Temples that had erected during Gods passing. They were a mystery to the world, with each one having grand designs of a different great beast, which were later dubbed The Sacred Beasts. Each one residing in a remote area, away from all human contact and influence.

They labeled the Temples in order of these beasts, for their number of tails varied. It had become a custom for Angels and High-Ranking members of the Church to go on a pilgrimage to these Temples, starting with the 1st Temple of the Ichibi, and finishing at the final and 9th Temple of the Kyuubi.

The Kyuubi, Ichibi, and the 2nd Temple's Sacred Beast the Nibi were among the only recognizable figures in their world, being what seemed to be a Tanuki and a Kitsune, but much of the others were mysterious combinations of animals. The 3rd Temple's Sacred Beast was a mixture of a turtle, shrimp, and other sea life. The 4th Temple's was a combination of a Monkey and a Lizard, which was depicted as being able to control Lava. And the others were just as bizarre.

Each Beast had its own power, though they all shared the ability to form massive amounts of destruction with what was called a Bijudama.

The Ichibi was depicted to be able to control sands and winds.

The Nibi, a Cat wreathed in flame, had control of the fires of Hell itself, turned blue as the flames were made its own.

The Sanbi had control over the seas, and manipulated coral.

The Yonbi its lava.

The Gobi, A mix of Dolphin and Horse, its steam and strength.

The Rokubi, a Slug, its acid and bubbles.

The Nanabi, a flying Beetle-like creature, its various powders and flight.

The Hachibi, a combination of Bull and Octopus, had control of ink, as well as power over lightning.

The Kyuubi, being a Fox-like creature with strange ears and Human-like torso and hands, had the power to sense the negativity in people, as well as having unparalleled strength amongst its kind.

These places were full of energy. Not holy energy. Not Light like he and so many others would have suspected. No. Instead, these Temples were filled to the brim with an energy that only certain types of Yokai had access to.

Chakra.

It had been a recent development, but lately large amounts of the energy had been leaking from each of the Temples. And each of these Temple's energy felt unique.

He lifted a hand to his face, muttering in discontent.

He had been the first to discover the Chakra coming from the Temples. Only back then, it had been such minute amounts that he could barely feel them at all.

And now, it was taking some of the best Barrier-Specialists and Sacred Gear wielders the Church had to prevent each Temple's energy from escaping and becoming like a beacon to some of the less… Desirable people in the world.

It was potent, that much he could tell, especially the Temple of the Kyuubi. That particular Temple had been radiating more energy than many of the other Temples put together. There was definitely something more to that particular Temple, but he couldn't put his eye on it.

"Brother…"

He was snapped out of his musings by a sweet and quiet voice, his hand leaving his face as he looked towards the newcomer.

"Gabriel…"

Standing at a respectable height of 5 Feet and 8 inches, his sister and fellow Archangel Gabriel stood there and gazed worryingly at her brother. Twelve wings folded behind her and taking the appearance of a single set.

Her face was beautiful beyond what most mortals could describe, but not in a lustful way. Her features were gentle, caring, and pure. However, her body was the exact opposite, with outrageous curves that betrayed the innocence her face portrayed. Her hair was the same shade of Gold as her brothers, as well as possessing the same Blue color for her eyes. She was wearing the same type of clothing as her brother.

What worried him was the uncommon seriousness that she held herself with.

Michael's eyes softened at the sight of his sister, as he put on a small smile and sighed in realization, "With the latest developments and my being restless, it has been making you worry, hasn't it Sister?"

He didn't receive an answer, as it wasn't needed.

He understood what she felt, they were Siblings after all.

They didn't need words.

He noticed her grip her right hand to her left arm, her face contorted in uncertainty, "Yes Brother… But that's not the only thing…"

He saw her take a breath, "Its…. I think I… I believe that I heard Father's voice."

Michael's eyes widened, as he took in what his Sister had revealed to him. He stood from the Throne, making his way to his Sister, and gently took her hands into his own.

He met her uncertain gaze, "Are you absolutely sure?"

This wasn't a matter to be taken lightly, even as childish as his sister usually was; she would never joke of such a thing. Even she had thought the Father had died.

She had always had the strongest connection to their Father, second to no one. Even he couldn't compare to his sister when it came to this matter. And when God had stopped talking and they assumed the Lord had died, she had been affected the most.

She stared into his eyes, a look of certainty in them, "Yes, I'm sure. It definitely felt like Father."

"How so?" Her brother questioned.

She took hold of her brother's arm, leading him through the Grand Hall the Throne was located in, "At first, it was hazy… Hoarse. Like someone who had been in the desert." Her voice grew louder, as she spoke with more fervor, "But it grew stronger, except it wasn't really a voice, it was more of a feeling!"

Michael's expression lightened, glad to see that his Sister was getting back to her usual self.

"It felt like waking up… But weird, like you've been asleep for a really, really long time, and don't want to be up, but you're up anyway." Her eyes lit up, her tone becoming more and more excited, "And then it grew. But slowly". She put a finger to her chin, "It still is I think…" She returned to her usual happy expression, "But it definitely felt like Father!"

Michael nodded, closing his eyes and searching internally for his connection with God.

He went deeper and deeper, searching to the very ends of himself and his energy.

His face lit up, a large smile overtaking his usually serious expressions, as he hugged his sister close. A lone tear going down his face.

He felt it.

He felt God.

He felt his Father, even if it was ever so faintly.

Gabriel returned his joy, reciprocating his hug. The largest smile she had ever had spreading across her face, as she finally felt certain that her connection with her beloved Father was back.

The celebration soon ended, as Michael once again questioned his Sister, dropping his arms to his sides as his features became serious, "Sister, you always were stronger when it came to contacting the Lord, do you think you might be able to…"

He was cut off, as an he received an emergency order from the Vatican.

"Lord Michael!" An elderly man's face appeared upon a floating screen, directly in front of him, "Dire news!"

Michael held his hand up, "I'm sorry, but it will have to wait, I'm discussi-"

He was interrupted by a strong gust. Shielding his eyes, he looked over to see his Sister taking off and flying away with great speed. "Gabriel!"
He didn't receive a response, as she instead sped out of sight.

"Lord Michael."

He turned to the screen, barely restraining himself.

"It's the Nine Great Temples! They're experiencing a great influx of energy! The Barrier-Specialists and other Members can't keep up for much longer!"

Confusion flooded through Michael, as he tried to pinpoint his Sister's location.

"The worst of it seems to be coming from the Temple of the Kyuubi, Lord Michael!" The Priest warned, "All the Barrier-Specialist have been unable to keep up. The Temples energy is too potent for us to go much closer than necessary to rescue them! We've managed to get them to treatment, but their injuries are severe, and the Temple is still leaking energy!"

The Temple of the Kyuubi.

But that's…

He widened his eyes, realization coursing through his mind.

"That's where Gabriel is heading."

And so, he too took flight.

The Temple of the Kyuubi was perhaps the most grand of its fellow Great Temples.

It was taller than its brothers, wider, and filled with much more depictions of the beast.

An earthquake rumbled the Temple's foundations, and yet it seemed calm on the inside. The carvings of battles long past and people long forgotten now seemed to come to life, moving with the vibrations.

But the sharp cracking noises could be heard.

Rocks fell from a carved stone depiction of the Kyuubi, as if it were trying to escape.

Everywhere else a Temple was located, it was much the same.

The energy was becoming too much for the Church members to handle. They were driven back, forced to abandon their positions, lest they be overtaken by it.

As a result, most of them now stood in solitude, as they were in remote locations to begin with. Earthquakes and energy spikes plaguing them.

As well as all of the stone carvings of the beasts falling apart.

As if alive.

Landing lightly on the tips of her feet, Gabriel the Archangel stood before the Temple of the Kyuubi. She gave a worried glance backwards, as on her flight to the Temple, she had seen the people who had been touched by the Temple's energy.

They had all suffered from burn-like wounds that wouldn't heal, despite the Church's best efforts, from what she had noticed.

She glanced up, staring at the moon in the night sky.

She faced forwards, looking upon the Temple in question, before resuming forward. Before she could be afflicted by the energy, she covered herself in a miniature shield of light, as it seemed to stave off the energy from harming her.

She stared at the grand entrance to the Temple, wide and Roman-like in appearance, resolving herself to venture forth.

She stepped inside, noticing that the earthquakes had stopped not long ago, but pieces of the Temple were still shaking. She looked all around her, noticing that the carvings of men in battle seemed to fight, using the elements and various other techniques.

All of them aimed at strange, plant-like men and a floating character.

She continued her trek, her golden locks bouncing with every step. She soon entered the Temples inner recesses, seeing the grandiose Throne before her, made of stone, the stone carving of the Kyuubi looking as if it was protecting it, tails wrapping around the room.

*CRASH*

She stumbled, as she felt the Energy spike, and she received a message from the security the Archangels had placed at the other Temples, that they had access to.

Each one was crumbling, but that wasn't the surprising part.

The most surprising and pulse pounding fact, was that in each of the other eight Temple locations, she could see them. She could see each of them.

She witnessed each Sacred Beast in all of their full glory, roaring upon their release.

And they all looked directly in one direction.

Towards the 9th Temple.

Each Sacred Beast began to move, before they disappeared from view.

The message screens disappeared, as she saw another person enter the Temple.

"Gabriel!"
It wa her brother, his face looking worried and his breathing erratic.

Gabriel grabbed hold of her brother, as they steadied eachother from the quaking, "Brother! Did you also see th-"

"Yes" He said, "The Sacred Beasts are real… And that they are heading for this Temple." His features full of concern, "The Priests are doing their best outside to heal those afflicted by this Temple, but they aren't making much progress."

Before they could converse any further, They were interrupted by the sharp sounds of stone shattering, as they looked to the Throne in the center. As it also began to crack. But that was the least of their worries, as they witnessed something.

The Single, glowing Red slitted eye that was finally free from the stone carving behind the Throne.

More stone shattered, each time revealing more and more of the Reddish-Orange fur beneath it.

The Throne also resumed cracking, revealing it to be hollow, to a certain extent.

Michael covered himself and his sister with his twelve wings, to protect them from the falling debris.

And then they heard the roar.

As both brother and sister looked up, they witnessed the Kyuubi finally break free.

It roared, flexing its tails and body, raising its head high.

Soon, other roars were heard, and added on to create this cacophony Michael and Gabriel were now of witness to.

The other Sacred Beasts had arrived. And each one of them wielded such overwhelming power.

If the Beasts turned hostile, Michael had little doubts that both he and Gabriel would last long.

The stone finished falling off of the Stone Throne, as the Sacred Beasts circled around what remained of the 9th and Final Temple. The Kyuubi itself wrapping his tails around it protectively, much like it had in its carving form.

They turned their heads, and in turn their eyes, to the Throne before them.

Sitting upon a much smaller rendition of the Throne, sat a young man, his body slouched over. Upon his shoulders hung a Red and Black Haori, covering his upper body, while also giving access to his mesh-armor covered torso.

The young man was tan, and seemed to be at 5 feet and 10 inches. Lean muscle like that of a trained swimmer all over his body.

Energy seemingly pouring from the Sacred Beasts came to him, filling the air around him, as the Beasts watched over him with eager eyes.

The oppressive energy ceased, being filtered through the young man.

His Blond hair swayed in the breeze, being held up by the tattered remains of a headband.

Three, symmetrical whisker-like marks rested upon each cheek.

Finally, the Sacred Beasts stopped roaring, silence reigning over the night, as the young man began to stir.

His breathing became even. His shoulder made slight movements. Mumbled. Finally, and slowly, his upper body lifted upwards.

Looking straight at the pair of Archangels, Blue eyes slowly opened.

And with the last of her courage, Gabriel managed one, simple word.

"Father..?"

An: That's right, cliff-hanger assholes.

I don't know if this story is going to be popular or not, and I don't really care. It was an idea. An experiment that wouldn't stop nagging at the back of my mind until I finally hit the Fuck It Button. I took some liberties here and there, but this story was first thought of when I recently read a story that reminded me of The Rikudo Sennin's ability to create anything.

I think it was called Banbutsu Sozo or something like that. Anyhow, I don't really know what the hell the techniques limits are.

But hey, the energy that did all of this was a mixture of Naruto's life-force, his potent chakra, Kaguya's potent chakra, and his ability to harness and use Sage and Nature chakra.

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I have a general idea of this story in my head, as well as the next chapter already being written, but I wanted to stop at what seemed to be a reasonable place to a dick like me. And thus this cliff-hanger ending was born. All will be explained in the next chapter.

So I just wanted to say thanks for sticking with the chapter this far, and for dealing with my rendition of an idea. Even if it was a bit weird and ended with a cliff-hanger.

Peace.

-Thewackness135.