Over the course of the following year, as the planet teetered on the brink of life and death, humans and magical beasts were forced into an uneasy alliance.
Countless warriors and beasts launched wave after wave of assaults against the Divine Tree—
relentless, unending, like moths to a flame.
Though the number of living beings on this world far exceeded that of Earth by a hundredfold,
they were no match for Naruto's demon army.
Only the weakest demons could be slain by combined efforts.
The stronger ones enacted one-sided massacres, driving the defenders into despair.
Even after mobilizing the entire world's strength,
no one could break through the demon army's defense line.
A wave of hopelessness spread across the planet.
Apocalyptic theories flourished.
Some people even began to worship Naruto as a god,
convincing themselves that the planting of the Divine Tree was for the world's future good.
The Divine Tree had grown so massive
that it could be seen from any point on the planet—
a radiant golden colossus rising into the heavens.
And today…
It finally bore fruit.
A single, thousand-meter-wide golden fruit,
shaped like a massive, glowing heart,
appeared at the crown of the tree.
As the fruit emerged, the world dimmed into a post-apocalyptic haze.
Even breathing felt heavy—
and warriors could no longer cultivate at all.
Now, they scrounged for food.
Fortunately, the existence of magical beasts meant humanity didn't devolve into cannibalism.
Hunting weakened beasts was the only way to stay alive.
Naruto hovered before the fruit and murmured:
"It's so big… how do I even eat this?"
Then chuckled at his own thought.
The fruit wasn't something that needed chewing.
It was pure, concentrated energy—
all he had to do was absorb it.
He placed his hand on the glowing surface.
"Absorb."
Golden light unraveled from the fruit, surging into his body.
He began to glow.
Time passed…
Until every drop of energy had been consumed.
Naruto opened his eyes.
His appearance had changed again.
Once bleached-white hair from the Ōtsutsuki bloodline
now shone a radiant gold.
Even while hovering silently midair,
he exuded a divine pressure.
He opened his long-forgotten status panel:
Name: Naruto Uzumaki
Age: 14 → 17
Physique: 249 → 9999 (average human = 1)
Chakra: 6999 → 999,999
Bloodlines:
-Perfected Uzumaki Sage Body
-Divine Wood Release Sage Body
-Perfect Shikotsumyaku Sage Body
-Regenerative Body
-Tenseigan
-Rinnegan
-Divine-Class Ōtsutsuki
Abilities:
-Wind Breathing (Intermediate)
-Transparent World
-Absolute Chakra Control
-Sage Mode
-Adamantine Sealing Chains
-Mind's Eye of the Kagura
-Super Boil Release
-Demon God Form
Dōjutsu (Eye Techniques):
-Almighty Push
-Universal Pull
-Kamui
-Kotoamatsukami
-Six Paths Power
-Samsara of Heavenly Life
-Planetary Devastation
-Naruson
-Time Rewind
-Yomi's Horizon
-Amenotejikara
-All-Killing Ash Bones
-Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack
Ninjutsu:
-Clone Techniques
-Illusionary Transformation
-Multiple Shadow Clones
-Flying Thunder God
-Edo Tensei
-Sealing Techniques
-Spirit Transformation
-Dust Release
-Wind Release
Naruto stared at the rows of 9s and couldn't help but whistle.
"I don't even know how strong I am anymore…"
Stats? Mechanics?
Everything about him now existed on a terrifying scale.
With the fruit absorbed, the Divine Tree's glow faded.
It went dull and lifeless.
Still, as a divine-class artifact, Naruto sealed the entire tree
into one of the worlds stored inside Amenotejikara.
The tree's disappearance didn't go unnoticed.
For over two years, its glow lit the night sky like day.
Now, for the first time in ages,
nightfall returned, and people wept—some with sorrow, some with relief.
Naruto dismissed the demon army into the Purgatory Demon Gate.
Then—teleported via Flying Thunder God.
In the next moment, he stood once more in the Hidden Leaf Village,
on the head of the Third Hokage's monument.
Nearly three years had passed.
Lady Tsunade's sculpture had been completed,
while Hiruzen's face looked worn and cracked from years of wind and rain.
It was clear:
Hiruzen's reputation had faded.
The village looked… stagnant.
After witnessing entire high-tech civilizations,
Konoha now felt backward and small.
Naruto sought out his old friends.
Years of growth had left them transformed—
especially Hinata, whose figure had… evolved.
"Naruto-kun, it's been so long," she said shyly.
She walked carefully, lest certain things bounce too much.
Naruto used the ability Naruson
to create a new realm—
a paradise.
A world of pleasure.
A world without worry.
Ninja could enter…
but only if they paid a price.
Most of the old villagers from Konoha?
Banned.
A month later—
Naruto lay on a massive bed, larger than a soccer field.
Hinata, Ino, Kurenai… all at his side.
The bed floated gently across the endless paradise.
No battles. No politics.
Only peace.
Finally, Naruto had achieved what he always wanted.
(The End.)
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