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"When I rage, Heaven rages. Let my rage falls upon the land, as the lightning that split everything" Urd, Ah My Goddess.

000

"AKKHHHHHH...!"

Naruto woke up abruptly from the nightmare, drenched in tremendous amount of sweat as if he had been scorched. His heart was still beating against his rib cage like mad.

His unkempt blonde hair was swaying as he shook his head when abruptly, sharp pain prickled on his left shoulder as if he had been cut by a katana but when he checked it there was nothing visible on it, not even a scratch. However, the lingering pain of a sword cut remained firm, a proof that it was not just his mind playing a trick on him.

Looking down, his fingers were still trembling. His entire body was shaking. He could still feel the demon's bloodlust. It was like being torn and ripped apart. The sound of his shredding flesh and his breaking bones being crunched and eaten, the overwhelming stench of his bloods and pick organs, were still fresh in his brain. It was such an unpleasant feeling.

"Another one from that dream again." Still breathing erratically, Naruto noted.

It's been half a year, he'd been dreaming about strange fragments of dream. What didn't make sense to him was that it always revolved around the same man.

A blonde whose mien and constitution so identical to him it was eerie, as if he was actually him.

Climbing out of his bed, he moved to the cheap table near the bed. On it was a cup ramen that he started to prepare by filling it with hot water from the tap, then waiting for another three minutes for it to be cooked.

In his mind, Naruto understood that dream was just a manifestation of subconscious desire or memory.

'Then how could I dream about something that I don't even know? Did I die fighting the Bijuu? Who was that Senju Toka? But the dream felt so vivid and real as if watching a movie from a first-person view. It was like watching my own memories.'

Sigh. Did his sanity finally break?

Naruto slurped his ramen listlessly. His mind was still on his strange dream.

Breathing out as if trying to force the unnecessary thought disappear, he then reached out to a white file folder on the table.

"I'll look into it later" Shrugging off the thought, his eyes scanned through the content of the information.

His client wanted something from inside the Water temple. Something about a secret mentioning a way to ignore the law of gravity, a technique that was only possessed by the third Tsuchikage and his apprentices.

All his task was to obtain a scroll or a sample of it. In short, it was a mission of reconnaissance that was based only from a vague hearsay.

But instead of pondering about his objective, his mind was working out the identity of the mission's sender.

There's something suspicious going on about this mission. His client's identity was unclear and seemed very fishy. They probably send a request to him, a missing-nin, instead of going to shinobi village to reduce the risk of being betrayed by the villages itself, but if that was the only reason, it's making the situation even more dubious. He was, after all, a missing-nin, in other word, a traitor. Why would they trust something this big to someone which society labelled as the scum of humanity.

They contacted him via letter. Inside it was half the payment, which was quiet a hefty amount, and the detail of the mission, but there wasn't any time limit or how to contact them back if he did accomplish the mission. It's a take-it-or-leave-it offer. It's as if saying that they were watching his every movements.

And of course, their real intent of hiring him was unclear, while it stated it was a reconnaissance mission, doing a job for this kind of person or organization would never as simple as that. There would always be something underneath beneath what was visible.

But that was understandable.

It would be even more suspicious if his client came up to him themselves. To the world, the name 'Naruto' was the synonym of 'Monster'.

Thus, there was only two types of client out there; one, the client who considered him as below their statures, he didn't deserve their audience, and two, the client who feared he was going to slaughter them.

Regardless, they wouldn't make the request face to face.

Naruto sighed before he got up and packed up his things before taking a quick shower.

Standing at the motel's door, he looked back at the dark room "Well, let's off to Mist then"

Exiting the cheap inn, the blond padded out to direction of Water country.

The day was still dark since the sun had yet to rise. As he threaded the long, empty road, his mind inadvertently wandered back to the strange, piece of dream.

000

The dark clouds streamed across the night sky, scarcely veiling the full moon and its silverly glow.

Panting hard, Toka tried to stay conscious for her genjutsu to hold on. But it was a futile attempt, her reserve was smaller than average to begin with, hence why she opted to use only genjutsu and a few minor technique, she couldn't maintain a technique for a prolonged period of time.

Her gaze began to twist and her eyelids suddenly got very heavy. Maintaining the genjutsu was becoming impossible.

The illusion that was hiding her like a black curtain started to waver. Her chakra was depleted almost to the point that it was making her difficult to breathe.

It was just dark and cold.

The cold winter hurt the back of her eyes.

A loud noises echoed from the entire area. In her clouded perception, an open field that was covered in red stretched as far as she could see. Arms and legs were scattered like wild flowers.

Toka couldn't remember why she was in here. Was it a solo mission? Or was it another war?

She didn't understand.

Then a man came to her. His katana was raised and swung downward.

Splat.

Warm crimson splashed over her beautiful face.

Someone had come and gotten ripped apart for her.

Red dribbled down and got into her eyes. The last thing she saw was a pair of blue eyes looked back at her. His face was stained so much with red she could barely see anything but his blue eyes that resembled a clear sky.

They were so... beautiful.

000

When Toka realized, she was lying on a hospital bed.

The curtain of the window was waving back and forth. A warm breeze brought the smell of the sun from outside.

Everything she saw was impeccably white. The room she was in was divided into two sides which were filled with empty beds. She was placed at the end of the room, getting herself a privilege to the view of outside the window.

The emptiness of the white room made her feeling like she was the only one left in the entire world.

She had woke up for quiet sometime but there was no doctor or the nurse came up to check on her.

"A poison apparently got into your system. So you might feel a bit disoriented for a while but aside of that there is nothing dangerous."

A man with spiky blond hair walked in to her room and said to her. He had a bandage all over his torso.

"Ah this, I just got injured in my left shoulder. Nothing fatal though" He said with a friendly smile.

"Why am I here?"

Toka asked the question since there was no one for her to ask this apart from him.

"Huh?" The man tilted his head and sounded a bit stupid.

"Why am I here, in this hospital? Do you know?"

"You don't remember?" His blue eyes narrowed slightly as he frowned. "Look outside. You'll understand it faster that way."

Feeling something was wrong, she opened and looked down at the distant ground.

It was a riot. Down the street was packed with throng of people, packing and trying to leave in disorder. The atmosphere felt very tense and heavy, contrasting with the good weather outside.

"What is everyone doing?"

The man shook his head as if sighing from the bottom of his heart. "They're evacuating, obviously. Last night, Iwa invaded the border of Hi no kuni. You were also caught in that invasion, remember? This town is just ten thousand meters away from there"

Toka started feeling very sick. Her head was pounding as memories rushed in.

"You were on your way back after a mission to your clan"

She remembered. Her team had been in a small town to rest for a night. Then suddenly, the attack came and everything afterward was blurry.

"My squad! What happened to them?"

"They didn't make it." The man shook his head in grief "The entire town was annihilated last night"

Her throat was burning. Something bubbled from the pit of her stomach. "O-only, I survive?" Closing her eyes, "I-I want to be alone for a while. Can you please leave?"

"No," He rejected her request bluntly, "There is no time for that"

"What?" Toka looked at him with incredulity. She was a patient in here, it was her right to have a rest.

"Have you been listening to what I said? The whole town was annihilated along with everyone in there"

Feeling irritated, she frowned, "What are you trying to say? That I can't get a moment alone for myself? That my teammates' death don't matter?"

"You don't get it, do you? The whole town was destroyed, along with everyone there. Think! Why would an invasion army would destroy a place that could be their focal base?"

Toka didn't get it. Why couldn't he just say it directly instead of this roundabout way of talking as if she was a child?

"In the midst of the battle, a bijuu came along and burned everything to ground. Both forces, Iwa's and Fire's, along with the civilians were swept away like they were nothing. I and you are the only survivors. Counting its progressing route, it will pass through this town at midnight."

Despair was the words to explain their situation, helplessness was another.

"So that why they are so desperate"

"We have to go too but not right now. After the commotion down there dies down, we'll head to the capital city, straight away" The stranger talked as if she was a friend of his.

Suspicious. Everything about the whole situation was suspicious. If what he was saying was true, how were they the only one to survive?. He said this town was ten of thousands meters away from the ground zero, how could they cover that distance and arrive here after fighting in the invasion and fleeing the bijuu? Why was he talking to her in a friendly manner? And why should they go to the capital city instead of heading back to her clan?

Everything didn't make sense. Who was he again?

Her eyes then settled on something beside his waist.

An elegant katana whose scabbard was made from a beautiful dark material and decorated with dazzling gold enamel. It was the sort of luxurious weapon that should be called a treasure to show its outstanding radiance of nobility and dignity, like a crown or a scepter as opposed to a mere katana. But even more than that, the number 'Two' and a symbol of Hi no kuni that were engraved in the middle of it was what caught her attention.

"Oh this..." The man picked up his weapon light-heartedly "I don't really use it though so it's a bit useless to me but they insist to carry it with me the whole time. Why do you look so shock? Did the vestiges of the poison act up again?"

Crossing his arms, he said in an assured manner.

"Come to think of it, I haven't introduce myself, have I, Toka of Senju clan. My name is Namikaze Nanashi, the number twelve of The Twelve Imperial Guard of Hi no kuni. Well, it's by some link of fate that we met, don't you think so?"

"Eh?" Toka let out a voice.

The Twelve Imperial Guard of Hi no kuni.

The royal guard under the direct command of the Daimyo. They said each member has a strength of at least a thousands shinobis.

But why did he say he held the twelfth seat when his insignia showed the second?

The last time Toka recalled, the owner of the second seat was a female. Did it mean that he was a fake?

But if he was a fake, they couldn't be possible to survive last night. And the fact that they were still alive was the all the proof she needed that he was a real Royal guard.

Her head suddenly hurt. The pounding resounded inside her brain like a massive headache.

Judging by how her condition right now, it was highly possible that she was in the wrong. Admitting that made the pounding receded a little, but Toka still couldn't help but staying to feel wary of him.

"Then what is the imperial guard want from me?" Toka asked the question that had been bothering her since the revelation of his identity.

"Oh that, I guess you haven't been told" Nanashi began "You've been chosen by the head of Senju clan for a political marriage with the Daimyo. Well, it's not really a marriage though, you won't have the right to be the wife but just one of the geezer's concubines"

"Huh?"

The ridiculous sentence was said in a strangely light-hearted manner.

"I guess your clan wants another assurance for their plan to make a ninja village. I can sort of understand them, though is it really necessary? The geezer already has more than 100 wives in his harem. So, it's sort of my job to escort you safely to the capital city. Why did they choose me though, the others have more of free time than me. Hey, you're okay? You look quiet pale."

"No, it can't be" Toka murmured absentmindedly.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

"No, no... It's impossible, I've never been told about this. There must be some mistakes!"

Nanashi sighed "Listen here Toka-chan, do you think I cut through the entire army of Iwa, meeting the bijuu on the way and save you because of some kind of a joke? No way!"

Toka was stunned. As someone from an elite clan of Senju, she had accepted her fate that one day she would be married to one of a high-class noble either to the royal family or someone in her clan, but not in this manner, this was just like throwing away a piece of garbage for the good of everyone.

"Hey, hey... Marrying the old geezer isn't such a bad thing you know. You won't have any problem with anything. You can pass your days just idling away, doing whatever you wants. Not such a bad life, right? Don't worry, I'll visit you every once in a while so you won't get lonely"

Toka really wanted to slap this man in the face but she controlled herself. Yes, she was disappointed but this was for the good of her clan, she couldn't do anything about it. She didn't know that she would get married this soon, she still had some uses to the clan. She was also one of the higher rank in Senju. It could only meant they got pretty desperate about making the ninja village if they sacrificed a precious pawn like her.

"I don't fancy in discussing about ifs. It's just useless."

"Really? I like talking about ifs. You don't know what will happen, but doesn't that make you feel that there is hope."

"Whatever..." Toka shrugged as if to reassure herself "So that means we'll leave after everyone evacuates safely right?"

"Huh, why?"

"Wha-! What do you mean by why, isn't it your duty to protect the civilian?" She raised her tone, outraged.

"My job is to escort you safely to the capital city. Do you ask me to fight the Bijuu head on? Isn't that the same as asking me to do a suicide?"

Two people who were fundamentally different contrasted with each other.

One was someone who couldn't think about tomorrow too seriously. Living a normal life, doing the same mundane things everyday, just being alive was happiness and fun in a sense. If he could help it, he wouldn't meddle with others' business unless it was something really unforgivable.

The other one was someone had a strict view of what was right and wrong. Happiness could only be achieved if everyone around her was also having fun, she was someone who wouldn't let others to die meaninglessly.

An upright person and a carefree person. It's only natural that both personalities clashed with each other.

"And you call yourself a man? Is your brain damaged or something?"

"Tsk, you're more uptight than what I've heard. Eh, pardon me, or was it upright? There's something strange with my head really"

"You just called me uptight didn't you?"

"Huh? Sorry, you said something? There's too much words, my head couldn't process what you just said. I think it's because my brain is damaged or something."

This sort of sidetracked argument went on and on until one of the remaining nurse noticed and ushered Nanashi out of the room.

When Toka finally alone, she was confused as how a conversation with him kept flowing out as if it was a common thing to her.

000

A tremendous roar trembled the white wall.

Nanashi run through the long corridor of the hospital.

It was dark, the electricity of this town had been cut off. The air was scorching hot even though it was winter. The temperature increased each minutes passed.

He had made a poor judgement. When dealing with a bijuu, he should had known that things could get bad to worse in a blink just as easy as flipping a coin.

He had underestimated the calamitous being and as such, his prediction was way off its target.

Don't mention midnight. Just an hour or two after the sun had set completely in the horizon, the line that separated the sky and earth was completely burned. A huge conflagration that seared everything. In an instant, the forest had transformed into a sea of flames.

Gritting his teeth, he increased his speed.

The frigid faces of the passing doors and the monotone echoes of his footsteps were mocking him. The white floors and walls rattled every now and then as if trembling in terror.

He reached to the knob of the last door.

Bang!

However the hospital room that could fit at most twelve patients was empty. The curtain of the window was flapping furiously.

"Dammit!" Nanashi spat out.

Another roar of the hellish beast was heard.

000

Chapter One

The Prince of War

"When I rage, Heaven rages. Let my rage falls upon the land, as the lightning that split everything"

000

The heat felt like melting her skin and flesh. Small earthquakes shook intermittently.

Another deafening roar that struck her soul boomed.

Everything in front of her was dark orange and crimson, the sight of sea of flames extended as far as she could see. Black smokes from the ashes of the forest were clouding the night sky like the bonfire smoke of a festival. In the middle of the sea of flames was the beast of hell, the four-tailed bijuu.

The titanic demon, that ruled over fire and earth, was only 5 km away.

The beast was at least a hundred feet tall. Looking at it from afar, it sported the appearance of a gorilla. Its fur that blanketed its body, instead of black, was pure crimson as if torched by the eternal flames. The four tails that were swinging behind the bijuu created a small tornadoes of flames that burnt everything with every strokes.

Its bright yellow eyes ominously fixed upon this small town. Every roar from its giant maw sparked fireballs. Everything around the bijuu was burning to ashes, to nothingness. Every time it moved, it provoked earthquakes and eruptions from the earth, throwing up a torrent of lava.

The dark world of night had been turned into red.

That beast was Yonbi no saru, the four-tailed monkey, whose mere presence itself seemed like scorching the entire world.

Massive bloodlust flooded over the entire town as if a dark ocean just fell upon them from the burning sky.

Absolute terror had thrust down their spines like a huge shard of ice. Their sanity was breaking apart. Deep inside their hearts that had been engulfed by absolute despair, death was becoming a very gentle escape.

As many as 5 men from the town that had the population of 500 had gathered here with the same intention with her, that was to somehow buy time for the people to evacuate.

Comatose patients, the disable, elderly people, pregnant women, abandoned children, war orphans, infants. Those people were the only one left in this small town along with a handful of people that had stayed behind to assist them. Their precious persons that might be among them had gave these five men a reason to still stand here in spite of the gruesome fate that awaited for them.

But what could they do against an immortal entity? It was as if they were walking up the stairs to the gallows. Toka was among those who waited for their execution.

Her genjutsu couldn't affect the bijuu, she had no technique in her repertoire to help her last more than a second. Even trying to not pass out from the fear was incredibly hard.

The burning flames, the bleakness of the situation and the vision of the gruesome death they would experience. Wasn't this exactly what people call as hell?

Another roar from the beast.

Run! Run! Run! Run!

The men around her were trembling from the terror, so much that they looked like they could die from the trepidation. Shadow of their own death filled in their brains.

Gonna die! Gonna die! Gonna die!

The breath of the roar burnt the atmosphere and blasted to the town like a shock wave. The clumps of the fire balls that floated in the air like millions of hell's fireflies was starting to start a fire in the town.

A loud explosion was heard and the ground shook.

Looking in front, the beast had leapt over a distance of 1 km in an instant and it wasn't stopping as it continued to head towards this town.

Boom! Boom! Boom!The deafening explosions from the leaping Bijuu.

"Get ready!" Toka shouted as she was the only one among them that still sane enough to give an order. Though shaking so much as if crying, the men gripped their weapons; bows, sword, kitchen knife or even a wooden pole, tighter, to resolve themselves not to run away.

They would perished instantly. That was an undeniable reality. It was applied to her too. Her weapon in hand was a mere kunai.

This what people called a foolish fight and they, of course, would die a painful death but it was not meaningless. Even a mili-second could save one person. The moment that was briefer than a spark of light could save their beloved. That simple reason gave them the courage to face the demon.

Toka was occasionally rebuked by her clansmen because of this sort of thinking. Shinobi was a profession that prioritized victory above anything, sometime they might use even a complete bystander to finish their mission. Her way of thinking obviously clashed with this principal. At that moment, she realized the reason why she had been thrown away like trash by her clan.

600 meters was the distance that separated them from the massacre. Another leap and it would arrive to the town.

Stiffening her muscle and gripping her kunai harder, Toka banished the useless thought and readied herself.

Boom!

Another booming explosion, and the four-tailed monkey jumped. At the same time, a huge shadow swept over the town.

Hot air felt like scorching her eyes.

Her gaze fixed at the demon in the mid air, suddenly...

Numerous pillars of golden streaked across the black sky like shooting stars.

Bam, Bam, Bam!

Those long pillars rained upon the demon and flung it backwards a couple of yards. Before the four-tailed could react, another pillar of light in a shape of a huge cross, hundreds times larger than the previous one, was next and shot across the burning night.

With a loud 'BOOM!', the cross of golden impaled the Yonbi and crucified it on to the ground.

A proud shriek of a bird echoed in the entire town.

Looking upwards, a gigantic hawk with its wing span over the length of the town was seen. On top of its head was a familiar blonde hair man. The serious look that didn't fit his image settled as his blue eyes fixed on the struggling demon.

Unlike the half-naked figure she saw before, now, he wore a domineering dark armor that befitted his status as one of the royal guard. A red sleeveless cape was fluttering in the dry wind behind him.

He pointed at the demon. Instantly, a golden vertical line stretched to the heaven behind him, then it expanded open like a gate. Another round of golden shots showered the bijuu.

Toka certainly had forgotten about him.

The Number 12 of the Royal Guard. The Prince of War. It's said he once annihilated the entire of the invasion army from Kumo singlehandedly by using this godly power. It was as if he commanded an entire army that only abided at his order. The ability that was only for the sake of war had given him the only meaning in life. That's why he was called the Prince of War because he was the man who was loved by the God of destruction and carnage.

ROAR!

The Yonbi trashed around to free itself. The earthquakes was getting heavier as the result. The ground cracked. Furious eruptions birthed a torrent of lava.

"Ten minutes!" Nanashi shouted "When ten minutes is over, whether you like it or not, I'll take you away from here!"

10 minutes was his limit.

This technique required a great amount of chakra to use. His bloodline was his blessing but also his curse. For using this godly technique, he couldn't use any other technique because his chakra was too dense with raiton and he had not yet found a way to use it for any simpler technique. Brute force was his only redeeming quality after all.

That's also the reason why he couldn't just force her to leave, she would resist him without doubt. If that happened, the choice was only two. Either annihilate this town with his bloodline or avoid using chakra to fight her.

But even if he succeed to kidnap her by force, it was already too late to run.

"That's why I told him this is a bad idea." He complained particularly to no one.

Suddenly, the beast grasped the huge pillar that nailed it and pulled it in one stroke. The four-tailed monkey gnashed its huge teeth at him. An immense bloodlust immediately washed over him.

"Oh brother..." Nanashi summoned another huge pillar and aimed it at the yonbi again.

This time, the darting pillar he shot was deflected easily by the bijuu.

"Looks like you're in trouble now, Nanashi-kun" His summon, Kazariya, said.

"Do you think I can't see that? I don't need your jibe right now, you overgrown bird. Wa-wa! Why you're flying like you're drunk! Okay, okay! I'm sorry!"

Fireballs were shot, aiming at them.

The hawk weaved through the air and dodged the scorching balls elegantly.

"I'll aim at its eyes, Kazariya, make time and opening for that!"

"How long?"

"As long as you can"

"Got it!"

Kazariya made a sharp turn in a blinding speed to dodge a torrent of lava shooting from the bijuu's mouth. The boss summon made another zigzagging fly, showing incredibly agility and precision at flying. He showed why he was hailed as the king of the sky.

The four-tailed let out another roar, irritated that it couldn't to hit the annoying fly. Then it swept its tails to the air.

A burning gust swept the sky. At the same time, a gigantic golden arrow flew and hit it on the right eye.

ROAR!

The bijuu let out a frantic huge fireballs to the sky as it roared in pain. Nanashi took this opportunity to shot another one. The collosal shaft pierced through its mouth cleanly and out from its back head.

"Bingo!"

Normal entity would die from this shot but his opponent was a bijuu, who had roamed this land for more than 1000 years. The wound instantly healed.

However it's enough. Now the bijuu's attention was fully at him, this was his aim.

"Oh shi-!" A spate of magma streamed to the sky. Kazariya made another sharp turn to evade it with elegant precision.

Another 3 minutes remaining for him.

"Kazariya-!"

"Why you're sounding so serious, Nanashi-kun? It's so unlike you."

"Your wing?" His eyes widened when he saw the burning on the left wing. The burning gust from before didn't damage him but it had sparked a fire on his feather.

"It's just a small burn, it's nothing for the king of sky. Now, what I have to do next is just to lead it away from the town, right?"

Below them was the sea of flames, and chasing them was the a a hundred-foot bijuu.

That what was Nanashi planned but that plan had expired. His summon wouldn't have the speed to outrun from the bijuu in this case, or worst, Kazariya couldn't take the burning anymore and fell. Even if there was a chance for his survival from such a fall, Kazariya had none.

"No, head back to the town now."

"But that means-"

"Just do it!"

Nanashi opened his gate from the thin air, and let numerous lightning spears bombarded the demon to give his summon an opening.

Slipping past the bijuu, the hawk flew to the town as fast as he could. The burning on his wing started to become unbearable.

"Thank you." Nanashi released his summon with that word of gratitude.

Jumping down, he landed on top of a burning building.

ROAR!

The bijuu ran towards him, its ominous eyes shown only the intent of squashing an irritating bug namely him, basking him with a tremendous killing intent that felt like coming from the depth of hell.

One and half minutes until his chakra depleted.

He did not have time to be swayed! If he wanted to survive, he had to risk his life.

Pouring all of his chakra and willpower, a huge gate with height equal to the bijuu opened.

BOOM!

A torrent of golden swords poured out like avalanche and clashed with the rampaging bijuu. The yonbi struggled to advance. It was a frontal attack that could b easily dodge but bijuu was a being that was controlled by its primal instinct, its low intelligence was its only weakness which was something Nanashi exploited.

The raining golden against the charging red.

At first, it looked like a stalemate but he was the one on the losing side. His body started to feel numb and his mind started to break apart.

The searing oxygen he inhaled was burning his throat and lung.

"UuuoohHH!" Nanashi poured every last bit of his power into the attack.

His skin felt like being roasted. Sweat was evaporated by the scorching heat.

No, no. He couldn't lose here. He couldn't die here.

His limit already passed since a minute ago. Right now, he was only clinging onto his willpower. He didn't even know why his attack was still running.

Splat!

His wound on his shoulder opened up. The crimson blood turned into red gas before even touching the ground.

Nanashi's focus began to twist. His attack finally ceased.

Falling down to his knees, everything in his vision was red and orange, melting.

Everything was melting, melting, dissolving into the swirling of red and orange. The burning night, the crumbling building, the incoming bijuu. Everything was distorting, the world was crumbling apart, pieces by pieces like a shattering glass.

He couldn't hold on anymore. Breathing out one last time...

Click! The sound of someone just switching off the light.

... Everything then went black.

The Prince of War had fallen.