Naruto walked back across the room with a spring in his step, absurdly cheerful, while Tobi stood in silence with the weight of the trade still burning in his hands.
Black Zetsu's said . "Give us a clue. You took two huskless corpses. For what? Those rotten bodies are useless to this world."
Naruto glanced over his shoulder, smile lazy. "Not for anyone in this world. Not for me either. To me, they're completely worthless."
He turned to the wall and traced a glowing symbol with his finger. Golden light burned into stone, forming a clean, precise mark.
LD3105.
Only Naruto knew what it meant.
"But for those outside this world," he murmured, almost amused, "someone who's always reaching for new toys but can't enter this realm… this is no different than gifting her a treasure."
"For the Witch of Certainty. Just a partial manifestation—enough for her to retrieve the goods."
The air shifted. Fragments began to pour into the room crystalline shards of reality itself, flooding the space like a silent ocean.
Tobi stiffened. For the first time, something that felt like true realization crept into his core.
He had made a catastrophic mistake. Without another word, Kamui spiraled open. Tobi vanished into warped space as Zetsu sank into the floor, retreating underground in a heartbeat.
As the vortex closed, Tobi's voice echoed back through the distortion, raw with certainty and threat.
" You're a traitor to this world. You may have won this round—but I'll win the next."
The Kamui snapped shut just before the sea of fragments swallowed the room whole.
Sea-of-fragments swallowed Naruto whole—light, shards, memory, possibility—until the world dissolved into pink.
Cotton-candy pink. A room drenched in it. Walls like sugared frosting, furniture shaped like sweets, mountains of candy stacked in impossible, teetering piles. The scent of sugar hung thick enough to choke a normal human.
Five hundred years ago.
On a throne shaped like a giant marshmallow, Lambdadelta kicked her legs idly, curls bouncing, her voice high and dramatic.
"Huuuuuu… Bern always forbids me from going to your homeworld. So boring!"
Across from her stood Naruto—not as Tiel, but in his British noble form. Black cloak. High collar. A top-head eyepatch with a black color . Calm posture, aristocratic aura, death behind his smile.
"My world," he said softly, "is under Bernkastel's rule. And rules exist for a reason."
Lambdadelta puffed her cheeks, then suddenly brightened.
"But I always wanted Madara Uchiha and Hashirama Senju as statues in my castle! I've been such a huge fan!" She twirled her finger dramatically. "I just know you'll retrieve their bodies for me, Naruto!"
Naruto tilted his head. "I don't do things for free."
"Pfft, as if I do," she shot back instantly..
Then Lambdadelta hopped off her marshmallow throne, ribbons lifting as if obeying her excitement.
"Anything that certainty can grant in the future—if the alignment fits—I'll provide it. That's the deal!"
The memory shattered.
Present time. The fragments folded back into form, and Naruto found himself standing in Lambda's playroom—a garishly pink chamber with plush couches, a candy-shaped bed, and toys scattered like forgotten sugar bombs.
Lambdadelta materialized in a swirl of pastel ribbons and sparkles. The instant she appeared, her eyes locked onto the two coffins Naruto carried within the Gate of Babylon. lambda pounced it .
With a squeal, she ripped the coffins from the golden portal and hugged them like precious dolls.
"Don't worry, you two! The Witch of Certainty won't ever let her statues go!"
She squeezed them tighter, spinning in place like she was hugging a giant pair of teddy bears instead of legendary corpses.
Naruto stood nearby, completely unfazed, checking the Rolex timer he'd set earlier. He stared at it with the patience of someone who knew better than to interrupt a Voyager witch mid-excitement.
Lambdadelta finally peeked over the coffin edge.
"Huh? You've gotten so patient with me lately, Naruto. Unlike before—you were always so pressed, always demanding, acting like you had somewhere to be."
Naruto didn't look up. "Your konpeito candy—if it hit me now, it'd be no different than getting smacked by a star."
He finally met her eyes, golden irises calm and sharp. " You Voyagers always act on impulse. It's in your nature."
Lambdadelta giggled one last time, spun in place, then casually dispersed the coffins into her inventory as if dropping toys back into a box. The playful air snapped away in an instant. Her smile stayed—but the pressure behind it turned cosmic.
"Don't mock me, Naruto. I may be a crazy bitch who loves watching mortals climb and fall… but when someone truly contributes, I always reward them."
Her voice layered outward, carrying weight far beyond the room.
"That is the Word of Lambdadelta, Witch of Certainty. And my word travels the cosmos."
Pink light bloomed above her palm. A candy-colored fragment formed—faceted, flawless, humming with compressed law.
"I call it an Artificial Fragment: Dominion of Avalanche."
Her eyes gleamed with vicious delight.
"It is a reactive survival Authority. The stronger your enemy becomes in a true life-or-death scenario, the stronger you automatically grow in response. It only activates under genuine existential danger—never against weak opponents."
She tilted her head.
"Under normal conditions, you can still be killed. You'll simply revive in the Nightmare Realm, taking hours… or days… depending on how badly you're shattered."
Her smile sharpened.
"But with Dominion active? You become structurally similar to beings like Griffith himself. An existence that cannot be truly defeated by any normal force of the Physical World—only pushed back, delayed, suppressed."
Her fingers curled slightly.
"It also enhances your spatial manipulation. You'll gain full gravity interference. Gravity wells. Collapse fields. The works."
Naruto stared at the fragment without awe. "It has a weakness," he said flatly. "Like an absolute, fucked-up one."
Lambdadelta burst into laughter. "Of course it does." Her smile sharpened just enough to turn dangerous. "The one absolute exception is Sasuke. He exists outside your destiny structure. He alone can bypass Dominion of Avalanche and potentially kill you permanently—if the Nightmare Realm isn't anchoring you back ."
Naruto clicked his tongue. "That sucks. My Gerald Valkyrie miracle is cleaner than that. It lets me grow without a drawback like that."
Lambdadelta waved a hand lazily. "Oooh, fine. I'll add Golden Rule and Collector too. Every time you gamble, piss off fate—gold and luck will flood your way."
Naruto shook his head once. "No. I still don't want that. I want more."
The room darkened instantly. A black-hole-like orb opened behind Lambdadelta, swallowing light at its edges. Her voice dropped, sharp with offense. "What more do you want? I was kind to you that day. I'm being generous now. And you're still asking for my heart?"
Naruto didn't flinch. "Postpone the reward. Let me finish the Blood Meteorite event first."
The void behind her collapsed. Lambdadelta tilted her head, lips pursed in a displeased little pout. "Hmph?"
Naruto spoke with the same calm certainty he used when bending reality. "Just watch my deal with Bern—on my world, in the Witch Smoking Room. Sit beside her like you always do. If it pleases you, I want you to remember what I wanted that day."
Lambdadelta blinked, genuinely confused for the first time. "That day? Huh? It's been too long—I forgot."
Naruto stepped closer, golden eyes narrowing with quiet intent. "You'll see it through my actions. And when you do, it'll jolt your memory. Consider this a postponement of my reward , that will only grow larger. When I finish the Blood Meteorite event… and when it makes both the Witch of Miracles and the Witch of Certainty happy…"
He smiled. "…that's when I'll ask for my reward. And you'll both grant it."
A sharp, delighted laugh sliced through the room. "Fuhahahaha."
Reality rippled beside Lambdadelta, and Bernkastel manifested as if she'd always been there, her presence folding the atmosphere inward with quiet menace. Her eyes settled on Naruto with lazy amusement. "It really is pleasing," she said lightly. "Watching my toy play with everyone."
She drifted closer until her face was inches from his, her smile thin and merciless. "But if this ever becomes boring, I'll crush your planet with my bare hands, Naruto. This time, you'll have no leverage. And Lambdadelta won't save you from me."
Naruto didn't flinch. His voice stayed steady. "Then why not do it now? You could capture me since I'm in lambda room ."
Bernkastel's smile twitched. Her eyes flicked sideways, briefly acknowledging the other witch in the room. "Because Lambdadelta is here. And she'd ambush me."
Her gaze returned to Naruto, bright with restrained madness. "We're all crazy. And we all love stabbing each other in the back."
Naruto exhaled once, slow and measured. "Then send me back to my world. Clearly, I'm not boring yet."
Bernkastel's smile curved with distant interest. "I'll consider this… your tutor issuing equipment." Blue fragments the size of a human body tore free from space at her gesture, folding into a shifting gate around Naruto. As the pull seized him, her voice followed through the distortion. "I've unlocked the Sword of Rupture for you. Not Enuma Elish yet." Her eyes narrowed in genuine surprise. "Still… I didn't expect you to create Utu Duranki. Only Gilgamesh in his Grand Archer form ever managed that. Not even other Grand Servants could."
The fragments closed tighter around Naruto as the world began to peel away. His voice carried back with quiet certainty. "You should ask yourself why. I was taught how cruel miracles really are."
Naruto golden eyes flared one last time. "And you taught me very fucking well how to use everything."
The last shard closed, sending him hurtling back toward his world.
Silence settled in the candy-colored chamber—brief, fragile.
Lambdadelta huffed once, . "Bern, why can't you just make yourself knowable for once? Do you really love peeking behind walls that much?"
Bernkastel didn't even look at her at first. "You have two billion traps and pranks set up for me. I simply needed to verify the one you were talking to… is my toy."
Lambdadelta opened her mouth to retort—then froze. Her gaze dropped to the floor.
Madara's coffin was cracked open. Half the corpse missing.
The other coffin—Hashirama's—slightly ajar.
Lambdadelta eyes lifted slowly toward Bernkastel—murder gleaming behind the candy-pink irises.
"...Bern."
Bernkastel's ears twitched in a lazy, feline shrug. "What? I'm a cat. I love scratching."
A vein popped on Lambdadelta's forehead. "Oh, you're dead, witch."
Konpeito burst around her like a pink supernova as she launched forward. Bernkastel only raised her scythe, the blade catching the first hail of candy-stars with a chiming ring.
"Hahahaha~" Bernkastel purred, stepping back with impossible ease. "I love this hateful relationship we have."