Naruto: From Fake to Real, Deceiving the Ninja World.

Farmers on the border of the Land of Fire opened their windows to greet the sunrise.

Fishermen from the Water Kingdom are untying their mooring lines, preparing to set sail in the morning light.

The traveler in the desert of the Land of Wind looked up at the sunset rising on the horizon.

The warriors of the Land of Lightning were yawning as they watched the sun rise and pierce through the sea of ​​clouds.

Different places, different times.

But in the next second, profound darkness descended without warning, the sky like a curtain soaked in ink, and "night" covered mountains, rivers, forests, deserts, oceans, and villages!

The rising sun, the setting sun, the moon, and the stars were all instantly obscured by the darkness.

"Oh my god, why is it dark?!"

"Where is the sun? The sun has disappeared?"

"What's going on? What happened?"

"Mom! The stars and the moon have disappeared!"

The entire ninja world was plunged into a brief period of darkness, which was quickly replaced by the return of the sky.

However, everyone in the ninja world could sense it...

The world is different now.

An indescribable aura spread out, and all living beings who clearly sensed that aura felt an instinctive tremor rising from the depths of their souls!

Meanwhile, various anomalies, both large and small, are also appearing throughout the ninja world!

At this moment, in Konoha, the territory of the Uchiha clan.

The moment the black light shot into the sky, obscuring the heavens.

The anger on Hiruzen Sarutobi's face froze, replaced by an indescribable horror.

What's this?

The other Konoha ninjas also looked up at the seemingly boundless darkness that had swallowed the entire sky, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

"This is the beginning of our return to the ninja world."

Looking down at the speechless crowd below, 'Shadow' said softly, "When my lord returns to the world, all those who overstep their bounds and defy him will die."

"Until then, please struggle as much as you like, and hopefully the world won't be too boring when my Lord comes."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his finger, and 'Vortex', 'White Fang', 'Puppet Master' and 'Fierce Eye' also raised their fingers and gently tapped in front of them.

Bah! Bah!

With a sharp sound of cloth being torn, the black cavity opened, and five rifts appeared in the space in front of the five people.

The five figures stepped into the area and vanished completely from everyone's sight, leaving behind only devastation and death.

"..."

Hiruzen Sarutobi stiffly withdrew his gaze, looking at the blood-soaked Uchiha clan compound, and at the countless dead and wounded Konoha ninja...

Thinking about how all of this has happened, it's all because of my excessive indulgence, my indecisiveness, and my hesitation...

His face went from ashen to deathly pale, then a sickly red flush appeared.

He clenched his teeth tightly, and crimson blood spilled from the corner of his mouth as his body swayed.

"Sandaime-sama!"

Hinata Kumokawa came up behind him, his body also covered in various wounds. Seeing Sarutobi Hiruzen sway, he quickly reached out to support him.

Hiruzen Sarutobi leaned against him, his breathing heavy, and slowly closed his eyes.

After a moment, he lifted his eyelids, but his breath was even weaker, his eyes were even more cloudy, his straight back was even more bent, and a look of fatigue appeared on his already aged face.

He looked more than ten years older.

He didn't seem like the Third Hokage, who was known as the "Professor of Ninjutsu," but rather like a frail old man nearing the end of his life.

"Yun Chuan".

Hiruzen Sarutobi's voice was hoarse and weak, as if to stop his body from trembling. He pressed hard on Hyuga Kumokawa's hand and said, "The ninja world is about to undergo a great change..."

"Konoha, we can't stop yet, you have to..."

Before he could finish speaking, everything went black before his eyes. His already taut nerves, already under immense pressure, completely snapped at that moment.

In the moments before he lost consciousness, he saw Hinata Kumokawa's anxious face.

"Teacher, perhaps, choosing me to become Hokage was a mistake..."

"I'm really, really tired."

The thought involuntarily popped into his mind, and then his consciousness plunged into darkness.

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The only major powers in the ninja world are the Land of Fire, the Land of Earth, the Land of Water, the Land of Wind, and the Land of Lightning. However, not all smaller countries are classified as neutral.

For example, the Land of Rain, the Land of Rivers, the Land of Grass... these countries are small, but they are still in danger of being destroyed by larger countries.

Only small, remote countries with special significance, such as the Land of Snow, the Land of Iron, and the Land of Hot Springs, can become neutral countries.

The Land of Demons is also a neutral country far removed from the conflicts of the five great nations, shrouded in mystery and ancient legends.

There is no daimyo here; the highest ruler is a being called a shrine maiden, who is said to possess the mysterious power to see into the future. Each shrine maiden has been responsible for suppressing the demon "Mouryou".

The highest mountain in the Land of Demons is shrouded in mist, and the air is filled with the faint scent of sandalwood and fresh herbs. The shrine dedicated to the priestesses of past generations is located here.

Inside the shrine, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood, and the candlelight flickered in the quiet air, casting a warm and peaceful glow.

The enormous female statue has no face. On the futon in front of the statue, a woman dressed in a pure white shrine maiden robe, with an ethereal and serene demeanor, sits with her eyes closed.

She is Miroku, the priestess of the Land of Demons in this generation.

Maitreya's breathing was long and steady, as if he were one with the pulse of the world. His face was so exquisite that it seemed otherworldly, and he also had a kind of serene tranquility that transcended the mundane world.

However, at this moment when dawn was approaching and all was quiet, Maitreya, who was sitting in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes.

Those eyes, which were originally as calm as spring water, were now filled with horror and fear.

"puff!"

A large mouthful of bright red blood suddenly gushed from her mouth.

Warm blood splattered onto the white shrine maiden's robes, like dazzling red plum blossoms blooming on the snow!

Her slender body swayed violently, and she almost fell off the prayer mat.

"Lord Maitreya!"

The servants who were serving in the corner of the shrine were instantly awakened. Seeing this scene, their faces showed disbelief, fear, and worry. They hurriedly tried to go forward to help.

But Maitreya suddenly raised his hand to stop them, the bell on his wrist making a clear sound, and said, "I'm fine."

After saying that, she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. Her face was ashen, and her eyes were fixed on the distance, in the direction of Konoha!

Her body trembled slightly uncontrollably with fear, and cold sweat had just soaked through her hair and back.

That usually serene and tolerant face now showed only an undisguised solemnity.

The demon "Warrior" sealed and suppressed by successive priestesses is actually the evil thought that the first priestess separated from herself because her own power was too great, in order to prevent herself from being lost because of that great power.

Therefore, "Wangliang" is a being without a physical body, and it is a demon that can absorb human evil thoughts to become stronger. It has committed evil deeds many times in history, and it can only be suppressed by a priestess sealing it in her body before her death.

Over time, priestesses of all generations have taken on the responsibility of sealing away "demons" from birth.

The strength of both sides is in a state of ebb and flow.

According to Maitreya's previous prediction, the demons should have to wait at least a few years before they have the power to break free.

but……

"The rules of death have been changed?" Maitreya's voice was low and murmured. "Even predetermined fate has been changed?"

The demons sealed in the Netherworld will likely break free several years ahead of schedule, leading to further devastation.

The source of all this now points to Konoha.

Based on her precognitive abilities, she could sense that the opportunity to seal the demon would occur in Konoha.

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On the border battlefield of the Land of Hot Springs.

The deafening explosions, the roar of ninjutsu, the crisp sound of metal clashing, and the shrill, desperate screams intertwined to form an unending symphony that echoed wildly in the fading light of dawn.

This place has become a meat grinder, with Konoha ninjas and Kumogakure ninjas mixed together, rolling, fighting, and falling in the mud.

Every inch of the land was soaked in blood, corpses piled up in layers, their postures contorted, their eyes wide open, staring blankly at the gray sky.

Nuru moved across the chaotic battlefield like a walking corpse, his face covered in dried blood, rain streaming down his cheeks.

Those once young and passionate eyes are now filled with a lifeless numbness and a deep-seated fear.

The kunai in his hand was already dulled, and each swing was a kind of instinctive struggle for survival. He no longer thought about the glory of the Hidden Cloud Village, nor about killing enemies and making meritorious contributions.

He had only one thought in his mind, an extremely humble thought.

——Survive.

puff!

A kunai pierced the chest of a man dressed as a Konoha ninja. He had a young face, and his eyes were filled with the same fear and resentment as the man's.

Nuru didn't even see what the other person looked like; he just instinctively killed them and pulled out his kunai.

Warm blood splattered on his face, but he couldn't feel any warmth, only a numb, icy chill.

Watching my familiar companions fall beside me, turning into cold corpses, hearing their screams before they died, and feeling their lives slip away.

He didn't know how many people he had killed, nor how much longer he had to live.

Fear gnawed at his nerves like a leech, wearing away all his courage.

Whoosh!

A shuriken hurtled through the air, and Nuruyi's pupils contracted, his body almost instinctively veering to the left.

puff!

With a soft sound like cloth being torn, Nuruyi's body stiffened abruptly, and he slowly lowered his head, looking at his chest with extreme stiffness.

The tip of the kunai, gleaming with a cold light, pierced through his left chest, near his heart, and blood stained the front of his Cloud Hidden Armor.

If I hadn't dodged, it might not have been fatal...

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Nuruyi felt no intense pain, only a deep, bone-chilling cold that gradually spread from his chest throughout his body.

His strength receded like the tide, and his body swayed uncontrollably. The world before his eyes began to blur.

The shouts of battle and the sounds of explosions seemed distant and unreal, as if separated by a thick layer of glass.

He slowly turned around and saw the person who had delivered the blow.

It was a Konoha ninja whose face was covered in mud and whose features were obscured, his eyes filled with the same fear of death and the madness of survival as his own.

"Ah……"

Nuruyi wanted to show the enemy who would kill him with a mocking smile, just like he had imagined on his first day on the battlefield.

However, the one who killed him was not a hero like Jiraiya from his imagination, but just a pitiful wretch like him, struggling to survive on the battlefield.

His death was so hasty and ridiculous, completely lacking the fervor one might have imagined.

And then, he will die just like he has died countless times in his nightmares.

But this time, I won't be awakened.

This time, it's true.

The cold rain lashed against my face, mingling with the blood gushing from my mouth. I could clearly feel life slipping away, like sand slipping through my fingers, impossible to grasp.

Nuruli couldn't smile.

He could only feel fear engulfing him!

It was a hundred or a thousand times more intense than any nightmare I'd ever had before!