[[Irresponsible Extra: Sasuke's Parallel Ninja World Adventure (Author: My update schedule has been a bit inconsistent lately, I apologize. I specially wrote an extra chapter, hope you all enjoy it.)]]
A silent tear split open the sky above Konoha.
The spatial rift twisted like shattered glass, unstable chakra and space-time power colliding violently. Two figures tumbled out of it, barely managing to stabilize themselves before crashing onto the tiled rooftop below.
Sasuke landed first, knees bending to absorb the impact, one hand already on the hilt of his sword. Boruto followed clumsily, rolling twice before scrambling to his feet.
"Boruto," Sasuke said in a low, sharp voice, eyes already scanning the surroundings, "remember our mission. The Ninja World of this timeline isn't completely peaceful yet. Keep a low profile."
Before Boruto could reply, both of them froze.
The world in front of them was… wrong.
The Konoha they remembered was gone.
Towering buildings of steel, glass, and chakra-reinforced stone stretched upward, reflecting sunlight so brightly it almost hurt to look at. Vertical gardens climbed the sides of skyscrapers, vines and flowering plants woven seamlessly into architecture that felt both modern and alive. Wide streets replaced narrow paths, their surfaces inlaid with faintly glowing chakra circuits that pulsed gently underfoot.
The village walls—once symbols of defense and separation—were nowhere to be seen. Instead, the city expanded freely outward, blending into distant districts without clear borders.
Boruto rubbed his eyes hard, then rubbed them again.
"Sasuke-sensei… is this really Konoha?"
Sasuke didn't answer immediately. His Sharingan spun slowly as he took in every detail—the density of chakra in the air, the absence of tension, the unnatural order hidden beneath the bustle.
"…It is," he finally said. "But not the Konoha we know."
They dropped down onto the street.
Pedestrians flowed past them in an orderly stream, but what caught Boruto's attention wasn't the people—it was the animals.
They were everywhere.
Not summoned.
Not sealed.
Not restrained.
They lived openly among humans, moving naturally, like neighbors rather than tools.
A yellow squirrel with fur crackling faintly with lightning sat proudly on a little girl's shoulder. Every so often, sparks jumped from its tail into a small portable ninja tool, recharging it as casually as breathing.
Boruto stared.
"Is that… allowed?"
At a roadside stall, a small Fire Fox stood upright on its hind legs, carefully flipping tri-colored dango with its paws over a charcoal grill. The stall owner lounged beside it, sipping tea and lazily reminding, "Lower the heat, lower the heat—customers don't like burnt sweets."
Laughter rang out nearby. Several children chased a Wind Shadow Weasel that bounced and spun through the air, each landing stirring a playful gust of wind that sent hats flying and hair into chaos.
Boruto's mouth hung open.
"This feels less like a village," he muttered, "and more like… a theme park."
The shops lining the street only deepened the shock.
Spirit Beast Beauty Salon — grooming, scale-polishing, fur maintenance.
Spirit Beast Equipment Store — armor sized for beasts, chakra amplifiers, flight-adapted backpacks.
Spirit Beast Café — where several Mind Cats lounged lazily on tables while customers paid to receive emotional guidance and mental soothing.
"This world…" Sasuke murmured, eyes narrowing, "has completely redefined the relationship between humans and summons."
They turned a corner—and stopped again.
In a wide clearing, two children who couldn't have been more than ten years old were engaged in battle.
But they weren't fighting.
Their beasts were.
"Blaze Lion!" the boy shouted. "Flame Jet!"
The lion-shaped beast roared, a jet of fire erupting from its maw. Sasuke's expression darkened instantly—those chakra fluctuations were far beyond Genin-level.
"Mystic Turtle, Water Cannon!" the girl countered.
A massive turtle braced itself, releasing a compressed torrent of water. Fire and water collided, steam exploding upward and drawing cheers from surrounding adults.
Boruto swallowed.
"I'm already a Genin," he said weakly. "And I don't think I could beat… either of those."
Sasuke didn't respond.
He couldn't say he could have beaten them at that age either.
They moved on.
When the Hokage Rock finally came into view, Sasuke stopped dead.
"The Fourth Hokage is Lady Tsunade," he said slowly. "And the Fifth… is Minato."
Boruto blinked. "Wait—what?"
"The order of history here is completely different."
Before Boruto could process that, a massive electronic screen flickered to life overhead.
"SENSEI, LOOK!" Boruto shouted, grabbing Sasuke's sleeve.
The advertisement blared cheerfully:
Spirit Beast Forest — Third Opening!
Platinum Credit Holders Only!
Chance to obtain recognition from a Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear cub!
Registration Fee: 100,000 Sacrificial Coins!
Sasuke exhaled slowly.
"…This is worse than I thought."
They didn't get far.
An Uchiha in uniform stepped into their path, Sharingan active.
"Identification," he said calmly.
Boruto, without thinking, muttered, "There are still Uchiha alive—"
The officer's face changed instantly.
"What did you say?"
Sasuke stepped in front of Boruto at once. "We're from a remote region. We're unfamiliar with current regulations."
The officer's gaze sharpened. Then he pointed to a Lightning Rat licking ice cream nearby.
"What is that?"
Sasuke hesitated.
"…A Summoning Beast?"
The alarm blared.
Chaos erupted—not panic, but excitement.
People gathered.
Teams mobilized.
Eyes gleamed.
"This speed—" Sasuke muttered as pursuers closed in, "it's comparable to the Fourth Raikage!"
More than twenty Uchiha activated Susanoo.
Sasuke barely escaped with Amenotejikara.
But the alarms didn't stop.
They multiplied.
When Sasuke finally raised his hands in surrender, surrounded by flying beasts and elite shinobi, his voice was bitter.
"With this lineup… even Urashiki wouldn't escape."
Later, in the interrogation room—
"My three million…" Tsunade wailed.
Then her eyes lit up.
"Illegal immigrant, right?"
Sasuke answered calmly.
And the gears of an entire world began to turn.
When Shikaku finally spoke—
"How do we get to your Ninja World?"
—Sasuke felt true fear for the first time since arriving.
Not of enemies.
But of Konoha itself.
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