Darkening Naruto's self-cultivation

Naruto walked out of the dilapidated wooden house.

This wooden house was arranged for him by Ninja-sama.

Although the wooden house was small, Naruto felt the warmth that he had not seen for a long time.

His previous life was a nightmare for him.

The nanny often speaks harshly to herself and even mixes sand into her food.

But now, he can finally get rid of all this.

With longing for a better future, Naruto walked excitedly towards the street.

It was already dark at this time.

Most of the pedestrians were rushing home.

A fragrant smell came from every house.

"It smells so good, so hungry." Naruto swallowed, his eyes full of desire.

But he didn't dare to get close to these shops and pedestrians, because the strong malice in people's eyes was like a wall blocking him, constantly hurting his heart.

"Why did you kick this monster out? Isn't there anyone who can take care of it?"

"It's so scary. Go home quickly."

The pedestrians looked disgusted and walked faster.

Facing this hostility, Naruto could only lower his head, with a strong sense of loneliness in his eyes.

He is used to it.

His fists were quietly clenched, and a trace of hidden hatred flashed in his eyes.

In addition to these adults, even children responded with the same hostility towards Naruto.

Loneliness is the main theme of Naruto's life.

Naruto was very confused.

Why do you become the target of everyone's hatred?

I obviously haven't done anything.

He lowered his head in pain and dragged himself towards the streets and alleys.

The dim sunlight lengthened his shadow, and there was no one behind him.

As soon as he reached the alley, Naruto encountered misfortune.

The leader of the children's group punched Naruto in the face, and then called on his friends to punch and kick Naruto.

"Kill this monster."

"He has no right to live in Konoha."

Children's words are sharper and more hurtful than those of adults.

Naruto curled up on the ground, gritted his teeth, held back the tears that welled up, and continued to bear heavy blows.

He looked at the children who were bullying him without any trace, the hatred and anger in his eyes constantly building up.

After a while, the children were tired of beating and left the alley cursing.

Naruto lay on the cold ground with wounds all over his body, his eyes lifeless.

He struggled to get up, grimacing in pain as he pulled at the wound.

"I'm not a monster, I'm not." Naruto muttered softly and leaned against the wall with difficulty.

Recalling everything that happened to him, Naruto couldn't help but feel hatred welling up in his heart.

why do you do this to me

why

He thought again of those scenes of father and son, mother and son with happy faces, holding hands while shopping, and there was envy and a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

Why didn't I have all this? Where are my parents?

who am I

Naruto leaned against the cold wall in despair, and then felt a sudden pain in his heart.

A manic murderous intention emerged in his heart.

My brain seemed to flow through an icy stream and became extremely clear.

In his sight, white, flowing energy appeared out of thin air in some hidden corners.

And these energies can form human shapes.

It's a ninja

I can feel the ninja

Naruto shuddered and looked around in horror.

He didn't know what was happening to his body.

Shocked, he immediately got up and ran towards home.

When he got home, he quickly closed the door and sat down at the table.

His heart was beating fast and the searing pain had subsided.

Naruto looked at his hands and murmured: "What happened to me?"

He was sure that something must have awakened in his body, otherwise such a big change would not have happened.

Even the scars from the previous beating have disappeared, and there is no pain at all.

Naruto looked out the window. In his perception, several ninjas were hiding in the dark, obviously monitoring his wooden house.

Naruto's heart is very complicated.

He was grateful for the place Konoha gave him to live, but he also hated how these villagers treated him.

Even ninjas monitor themselves.

Are you afraid of hurting these villagers?

because of this power

Ah.

"laugh."

Suddenly, Naruto felt his heart hurt again.

Then the whole world was shrouded in darkness.

An extremely ugly black monster flapped its black wings and floated in the air.

The monster was completely black, but its exposed claws and face were all miserable white.

Clearly not human.

Facing the sudden change, Naruto felt unexpectedly calm. He stared at the black monster and asked in a low voice:

"Who are you"

Facing Naruto's question, the monster had a charming smile on his face.

"I am the God of Death." The monster showed a mysterious smile.

"No, it should be said that from now on, I am you and you are me." As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the God of Death began to fade, and Naruto's eyes began to turn a layer of rich black.

Return to reality.

Naruto looked at the mirror, and a dark cloud appeared in his blue eyes in the mirror.

He is indeed a monster.

"Wow." Darkness flowed within his body, and a notebook with a black cover suddenly appeared on the table in front of Naruto.

Black mist flows on the notebook.

Naruto picked up the notebook.

The cover of the note has words that look like little tadpoles.

His vision suddenly distorted, and then the meaning of these words appeared in his mind.

death note

By some mistake, he opened the notebook.

Congratulations on getting a Death Note. You can control anyone's life and death.

Instructions.

The person whose name is written in the notebook will die. The writer must have an image of the deceased in his mind, otherwise it will be invalid.

You can attach the corresponding cause of death. If not, it will always be heart palsy.

"Snapped."

Naruto immediately closed his notebook with a shocked look on his face.

"This can't be true," he muttered.

dead

This notebook can easily control other people's life and death

"It's impossible. Maybe this was just written casually by others for fun." Naruto said to himself.

Although the ninjutsu in this world is magical, it has not reached the level where writing can kill people. It is too incredible no matter how you look at it.

Naruto wanted to tell himself that the book wasn't real.

But after thinking about what happened today, his heart felt a little heavy.

This book emerges from my body.

And myself...

"Am I...a Shinigami now?" Naruto stared blankly at his hands, the black gradually eroding his blue pupils.

"No, I'm human." He shook his head violently, with a look of fear in his eyes.

"I'm not a god of death, I'm a human being." He threw the notebook into the trash can and sat back in the chair with a panic look on his face.

The other person covered his head in pain and let out a low sob.

He hugged his knees weakly and buried his face deeply in his knees.

He cannot accept who he is.

He has always been convinced, and even hypnotized himself into believing that he was actually a human being, not a monster.

But all of this has been destroyed.

The hard facts were placed in front of him.

He is not human.