Naruto let the crimson stone hover above his palm.
"Meet the Blood Stone," he said quietly. "The sin of two millennia past."
The crimson glow pulsed once—slow, heavy—like a heartbeat that didn't belong to any living thing.
"It grants immortality," Naruto said calmly. "The power to absorb the life force of others. And once it bonds with its host, ordinary ninjutsu becomes meaningless against them. Only a power greater than the Blood Stone itself can kill its user."
"In idiot terms—you become a walking fuel core. living Bijuu on the ground. Strong enough to shatter mountains. And erase villages."
The room felt colder.
Tsunade's chest tightened as she stared at the floating stone. " my heart can tell that thing is pure evil. What's the risk… if someone actually takes it?"
Naruto's smile thinned. "The price is too big to measure. Even with five great villages combined."
The crimson light reflected in his golden eyes.
"It warps the mind. Creates obsession. Turns the user into a moving scourge. Someone destined to destroy their village… and everyone close to them."
"Pretty crazy risk, right?"
A the Raikage's foot scraped against stone.
"Then what are we waiting for?" A the Raikage growled as lightning exploded around his arm. His stance dropped low, killing intent flooding the room.
"Good story, Tiel. But as The Raikage that thing is not allowed to exist."
Jigokuzuki ignited. A the Raikage surged forward in a four-thrust formation, his lightning spear aimed straight at the floating Blood Stone—
—and then his body collapsed mid-step.
His knee slammed into the floor.
"What—?" A the Raikage snarled, breath hitching. "My chakra was full a second ago!"
Naruto didn't move. His voice stayed flat.
"Did you forget?" he said. "It absorbs life force. Which includes your chakra."
The Blood Stone pulsed once.
"And your lightning spear?" Naruto added calmly. "It doesn't have enough power to even dent it."
Naruto let the crimson stone hover for one last heartbeat—then it sank back into a golden portal and vanished.
Naruto exhaled lightly. "Oh. And just to be clear—this Blood Stone isn't for sale. That was merely… an announcement."
Danzō's patience finally snapped. His cane struck the floor once.
"Then why show such a dangerous object at all?" Danzō barked. "You just shattered what little peace the shinobi world still has with that stunt!"
Naruto's golden eyes shifted to him—serious now, stripped of mockery. His voice lowered, steady, carrying real weight… even as it was mixed with a complete, deliberate lie—because Bernkastel adored nothing more than escalating everything beyond reason.
"To make another announcement."
"Two days from now," Naruto said, "a Blood Stone will fall from the sky… and land in the ruins of Uzushiogakure. The village every great nation helped erase."
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"You wonder how that's possible?" he continued. "Simple. When you slaughtered the Uzumaki clan… you didn't wipe out every last one of them."
"One survivor," Naruto said. "Someone who made contact with something far beyond this world."
"And it granted only one wish," Naruto finished quietly. "Become a scourge upon this planet."
Hanzo's eyes sharpened. His voice came out slow and testing.
"That survivor… is you, Tiel?"
Naruto's lips curved faintly. "Nope . My Blood Stone came from a graveyard far deeper than this land." He gave a brief, hollow laugh. "I just happened to keep it as a souvenir."
Tsunade's palm struck the table. "This is not the time for jokes or foolish remarks."
Naruto's gaze lifted toward the ceiling, as if he could see beyond it.
"I always watch the stars," he said quietly. "And a few nights ago, one of them started burning red."
His eyes returned to them.
"So I went to Uzushiogakure."
"And let's just say," Naruto continued, "a sacrificial rite had already been drawn there in blood. I don't know why it didn't activate sooner—but it's active now."
He raised his hand slightly.
"That thing in space… and my Blood Stone are the same kind of existence. Every time I bring mine out, the one above grows brighter in response."
"I'm not bringing theories. I'm bringing facts. The sins of the past have caught up with you."
Naruto golden eyes moved across every leader at the table.
"Now here's the real question. Who among you will become the bearer of the Blood Stone… or will one of you manage to destroy it. Your choice."
Danzō scoffed, his voice sharp with dismissal. "Uzushiogakure holds nothing now but dead bodies and ruins. if that stone lands there, nothing will be proven."
Naruto's lips curved faintly. "Ah… the old man speaks." His eyes narrowed. "You just triggered the answer yourself."
"The physical bodies died there. You made sure of that." His gaze bored into Danzō. "But wandering souls of vengeance don't vanish so easily. They stay."
A sharp intake of breath sounded from Shizune as she covered her mouth.
Naruto's voice lowered.
"I'll leave the rest to your imagination. Best-case outcome—nothing happens. The Blood Stone lands, and the world stays quiet. But the worst case…"
"If those souls become empowered by that stone… You won't get war. You'll get an extinction-level event."
Danzō slammed his palm on the table, fury breaking through his control. "If what you're saying about that cursed stone is true, then you're already corrupted! You're luring us there to be slaughtered!"
Naruto didn't answer. golden portal snapped open beside him. Gae Bolg flew. In a single, brutal flash—
Danzō's bandaged right arm, wrapped in three heavy golden braces, was severed clean off.
"My arm—!" Danzō screamed, staggering back.
Before it could even hit the floor, Naruto pulled the severed arm into a Gate of Babylon.
Naruto looked at him calmly. "Relax. You don't need that arm. Unless you'd like me to reveal what's inside it… and all your dirty little secrets."
Danzō went deathly pale.
Naruto turned back to the table.
"And now the real question everyone's thinking," he said lightly.
"Why didn't your 'crazy merchant' get corrupted?"
His smile widened, sharp and unhinged.
"The answer's simple. I'm already mad enough."
"So mad that not even the world's evil and mere red Stone… can corrupt me. Because I'm already mad as fuck."
His golden eyes slid to Hanzo with eerie cheer.
"Now," Naruto added lightly, "can I sleep around this tower? I'm kind of homeless right now."
Hanzo exhaled through his nose. "We have spare rooms reserved for guests."
Naruto nodded. "Good. Then I'm off to—"
Hanzo's hand snapped out and landed on Naruto's shoulder.
Purple venom coated his palm. The pressure behind his eyes turned lethal.
"The world may face annihilation in a few days," Hanzo said coldly. "And you treat it like a joke. As a leader of amegakure , you will participate , lend every weapon and technique you possess—"
Naruto caught Hanzo's wrist. For a brief, terrifying second, reality twisted. Then Hanzo choked. Purple smoke burst from his own mouth as he staggered back, coughing violently. The poison reversed, flooding through his own system instead.
Naruto released him calmly.
"People rush too much these days," Naruto said flatly. "I only came as the announcer. Nothing more."
He turned his back on the table.
"In simpler terms—if you want my real participation, bring me something truly valuable. Not just 'worthy.' You don't have that right now."
He glanced over his shoulder once.
"You already gave me permission to claim everything from your corpse if you die. that's insurance."
Then he waved casually. "Ciao, guys."
And Naruto walked away down the corridor in an almost cheerful stride, leaving silence, poison, and dread behind him.
WARNING: EVIL MODE ACTIVE
Maximum villain energy ahead.Not for pure hearts—so kindly piss off (just kidding… mostly).
Naruto has entered his evil phase.Morals are optional. Manipulation is intentional. Consequences are a feature, .
Expect chaos, schemes, and reality being poked with a stick just to see what breaks.If you're here for heroes—wrong door.If you like watching the world wobble while someone laughs?
Proceed.
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Naruto walked down the corridor with an almost cheerful stride. At first, his laughter stayed silent—trapped behind his teeth—but inside, he was already savoring the outcome. He had just manipulated every major leader in the room, steering them straight toward Uzushiogakure while keeping his own hands seemingly clean . They would blame the past.
They would never blame Tiel at all . The truth was far simpler—and far more obscene.
One of Bernkastel's conditions for granting Naruto greater freedom was escalation . Full acceleration toward collapse. And so Bern would cast the Blood Stone meteorite from a higher realm with her own hand, turning the world's fear into kindling.
And Naruto?
Naruto would simply arrange the stage. The leaders would march . The world would burn in preparation for a disaster that had not even fully arrived yet—and in the middle of it all, he would harvest what he wanted.
Danzō's right arm.
Already secured inside the Gate of Babylon—, still saturated with stolen power. Soon, he would cultivate it into a towering Hashirama-cell tree, grafted with layers of embedded Sharingan .
And that was only the first harvest.
The war that followed would flood the world with death, with fear, with mass-scale discord—exactly the kind of phenomenon Weirdness fed upon. From that ocean of slaughtered souls, Naruto would gain something even greater: distorted willpower, corrupted fate, and the raw residue of extinction itself—fuel for the next stage of his evolution.
Naruto's silent laughter deepened as he vanished into the shadows.
Everything was unfolding exactly as he desired.
High above, in a higher realm's witch's smoking room, Bernkastel watched through Naruto's eyes while Lambdadelta lounged lazily across from her. Bernkastel burst into shrill laughter.
"FUHAHAHAHA—AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! That's the best comedy I've seen in centuries! A premature great war before the actual Great Ninja War! PERFECT!"