Fleur

Feeling numb in my body, I mentally tensed up. What happened? Why can’t I open my eyes? Where does the smell of freshness come from? Although my apartment was clean, but I had never heard such a smell. From all sides, and as if from nowhere, there was a dripping of water, uniform, calm, but therefore no less annoying. I wanted to shake, but this desire disappeared as quickly as it appeared. I was able to open my eyelids after a certain amount of time. Lying in prostration, I watched the clouds flying over my head, and the exposed areas of the skin felt the moisture and the thrill of something wet. Blinking, I grabbed my head with a sigh and sat up. Now, sitting vertically on this platform, I noticed the strangeness of this place. There was something light in the air, which when “sighing” makes the body relax. I was sitting on the surface of the water and for some reason did not fall into the abyss under my feet. Spellbound, I stretched out my hand and touched the water surface with my finger phalanx, I saw ripples on the surface. —Wow,” she mouthed with one hand, putting her fingers to her lips with the other. What is this place? Blinking, I strained my memory. Something that I didn’t quite like fell out of there. Kaneka had such a place during torture. Tanjiro’s in the shower. Exhaling convulsively, with fear in her eyes, she began to look around. Then I saw something being created out of the water to the side, and something went off in my chest. However, at the first breath of “oxygen” I calmed down. Having relaxed her body and mind, she asked a logical question: - what is it? — Or maybe who? Getting to my feet, hesitantly, but still calmly, I began to examine the water statue, from which something was forming, gradually changing the shade from light blue to dark red. The statue that grew out of the water stopped growing and changing color, stopping at scarlet. This “something” was about the height of the Leaning Tower of Pisa, about sixty meters. I remember in my school years we went on a tour of Italy, I had a school with a bias in the Italian language. Teachers and parents paid for the trip as a gift for excellent studies, and on the spot, we were settled in a hotel right with a view of the tower!.. For some reason, my hometown came back to me. What if I died? There are no such realistic dreams or hallucinations. Still feeling the droplets of water on the areas of skin where I was lying, I shook my head. No, definitely not a dream. At this moment, the statue that had been forming earlier finally moved. Twitching from the unexpected action, I stared at the place where the face should be with my eyes widened for a second. Apart from the wings of the nose and the lower part of the jaw, nothing was visible. The clouds that had previously covered half of the “skull” of this creature smoothly moved behind the head, and I got a gorgeous view of the powerful, dark, with different patches of red, black horns that stretched from the temples to the lower part of the neck, almost across the entire head. Slowly lowering his head, this individual showed me his eyes and the rest of his face. The pupils were elongated, and lava seemed to pour around them, creating a uniform circle around the pupil. The creature itself was completely red, almost bloody. My heart was pounding in my temples while I was not breathing and looking at IT. My head was spinning from the size of this creation, and, clutching my head, I still inhaled the magical air, gradually calming down. Nibras, the demon responsible for entertainment in the underworld, appears in front of her. Nibras is a gargoyle—like demon, red in color, with wide, impressive horns that bend by the neck along the axis, sixty meters in height. The hand slowly descending towards me was no longer so straining, but a little alarming. However, I did not move from my place and began to analyze the actions of the gargoyle. Nibras is a demon that obeys the main thing in hell — according to the mythology of Christianity. Once, in my first year, I was fond of this, but I never read that book to the end, so I didn’t remember everyone at all. Nibras was one of the first on the list, so it was not difficult to remember his names were not alphabetically. At the same time, the demon held out his palm to me, so that I probably climbed on it. Bending my fingers until they crunch on my hands, I carefully stepped on the edge of his hot limb. Wincing in pain, I endured while he smoothly raised me to the level of his intimidating eyes. Nibras, having examined me, made a sound very similar to a chuckle, and began to narrate: — You, the child of man, died, — stated the fact to which I came while he was forming out of the water. — You were destined to go to hell, but the master wanted to have fun and sent me for the soul of a man who will arrive in the fiery hell in the shortest possible time. Looking around the place of awakening, I wondered: “Is this the underworld?” Apparently, having heard the thoughts, Nibras slowly shook his head: — Fortunately for you, no. This is the Interworld. Souls come here that have worked out their punishment in hell and are sailing to reincarnation. Here I left you right away, so as not to wait long for your redemption of sins. It turned cold inside. “So, after all, I was not forgiven for “that” case.” — No, they didn’t forgive me. The so-called “gods” do not forgive you, sinners, just like that. And they don’t know that you and I are here right now, either,” Nibras shrugged his mighty shoulders. Clear. Everything is much more complicated than it seems at first glance. — Of course, you can’t refuse. However, you can choose a world in which something fun will take place for several decades. I nodded my head, letting him know that I understood what he was talking about. A bitter taste of desolation appeared inside. Does it turn out that I have to jump like a saiga on the battlefields to cheer up his master? And it will be until the end of my second life? Glancing at the demon once more, I sighed wearily. I just now felt tired of this fact. In less than a couple of hours, I already want to be left alone… Raising my lowered gaze, previously unnoticed by myself, at Nibras, I looked thoughtfully into his eyes. The lava is bright orange, glowing, interspersed with yellow and something dark, ominous. A light bulb lit up overhead. — I have one world in mind, — I said under the gargoyle’s interested gaze, — Naruto. There are a lot of wars and fighting going on there. They are constantly fighting there, killing on missions. And you can develop there for a long time and interestingly. Nibras apparently liked the idea. There were sparks of some kind of evil amusement in his gaze. Involuntarily flinching, I grabbed the overgrown nail behind me. — So be it, — raising his other hand to my level, the demon snapped his fingers. My vision went dark. It felt like my body was falling from the height where they brought me to talk. Taking a last breath of soothing oxygen, I passed out. When I found myself in pitch darkness, I heard the familiar voice of Nibras, which seemed to spread throughout that dimension: — You, the soul of a human, are reincarnating into a body created like a human from the energy of a higher unsealed demon in another universe. All your fights and interesting conversations will be monitored through the system that the sin of Laziness created specifically for such a pastime of our master. I ask you to note that not only our lord will be watching you, but also the mortal sins that will most often communicate with you. Do not wait for conversations with the gentleman, he is unlikely to write you something. Sins will give you “quests” that you HAVE to complete. But remember: No one should know about the system, other worlds and that your creation is from another world,” — Nibras finished the monologue with a chuckle from the last one, and I again sank into silence, interrupted by the sounds of the wind. When the soul opens its eyes for the first time in this dimension, it meets ten personalities: Ootsutsuki Hagoromo, Shukaku, Matatabi, Isobu, Son Goku, Kokuo, Saiken, Choumei, Gyuki, Kurama. Sighing with such a quick start of action, the soul hovered in the air, twenty centimeters from the floor. She flew around everyone present from different sides, which was indecent in their dimension, but everyone was culturally silent about it, because they understood: how could it know the rules of decency, especially since they themselves are demons, so you can forget about them. Having finished with the consideration of new personalities that were different from each other, the creature, so resembling a man, turned his gaze to the man who hung in the air without much tension. Noticing the look, the man smiled condescendingly and began to tell about who he was, where he was and why he was created. A female child with bloody hair and green eyes, with a mole under his right eye, about two years old, listened carefully so as not to make a mistake later with ignorance of something. Looking around, the individual noticed that he knew this place. The soul from another world was in that “assembly hall” where Rikudo divided Jubi into nine parts. After explaining everything, the man added that the tailed ones can consider her a sister and she can also consider them relatives. After exchanging glances, the tailed ones paused, wagged their tails, and, “shrugging” their shoulders, decided to agree. The girl calmly smiled at him, shaking her head in agreement. The man flashed an approving look, starting to talk about something. At the same moment, a blood-brown, square-shaped sign of the system appeared in front of my eyes. Which broadcast:

Greetings, player. From now on, we will cooperate with you for a long time. We hope for mutual assistance.

Warning!

According to demonic confidentiality, a non-disclosure agreement was signed that the soul came from another universe, except for one frequent person. That is, no one from that universe knows that the soul of the “being” came from another universe, except: Ootsutsuki Hagoromo, Rikudo Sennin, the Sage of the Six Paths.

Squinting at the man, the girl watched him rant about how tailed animals should love and protect the people and not engage in battles with them. Feeling the gaze of the “creature”, the sage looked at her, winking fervently. Sighing heavily, the girl ran the second segment of her finger under her lower eyelid. Having listened to the chatter that came from her newly-minted relatives, she decided to “add on” the story: - But remember: if they start humiliating you, calling you names or forcing something on you, fight back! You can’t tolerate everything! However, if you can agree first with language, then do it. Fine? — clasping the fingers of both hands on her stomach, she looked expectantly at the tailed creatures, who were looking at her with slightly widened eyes along with the more serious Ōtsutsuki. - She is right. Relatively. People can be blind, and they are also weak. Well, most of them. And this majority knows what fear of the strongest is. They will try to do something to you. At this time, you must establish yourself as positive beings, you understand? Hagoromo sighed and shook his head, putting his hands into the sleeves of his cloak. Wary of the change in conversation, the tailed ones plunged into heavy silence, without taking their eyes off Rikudo and the “creature.” - Clear. We’ll try, — Shukaku said, emphasizing the last word with skepticism. Reacting to the words of the one-tailed creature, Rikudo and the Creature looked at each other and chuckled in unison. - Okay, it’s time to call it a day, my powers are not endless. I’m slowly dissolving into oblivion. With their eyes widening in surprise and horror, the tailed creatures began to say something in discord, sometimes quarreling. It didn’t last long, but the roar in the hall gave me a headache. Looking sympathetically at Rikudo, who was looking at this with slight irritation, the girl decided to make an attempt to calm the animals: - “Guys, please stop,” — she said calmly, but with a hint of reproach in her voice. Ignoring the attempt to calm down, they only began to become more incensed. The girl made several more attempts, but they all ended in fatal failure. This led to a vein popping out on the baby’s small forehead and her teeth grinding in irritation: - I said: SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTHS! — I yelled at all these incessant, tailed misunderstandings. The hall became ungodly quiet, and the creature sighed with relief and put a pleasant, calm smile on its face, which now seemed a little creepy to other people. They looked at her with different emotions. “If you haven’t forgotten, then it’s time for our “dad” to leave, let’s close the booth and say goodbye, I still have to settle down in the new world,” the girl muttered the last part of the sentence almost with her lips. After looking at each other, some individuals swallowed hard, some rolled their eyes irritably, and some looked as if they were a second “father.” - Ara, will your “little sister” wait a long time for action on your part? — the girl said, twitching the corner of her lips. Sighing, Hagoromo shook his head with a slight smile on his lips, turning to the tailed creatures: - Sorry, my dears, time is up. Farewell! — Ōtsutsuki said a little sadly before waving his staff in front of his “children”. Looking at this picture, you can’t help but wonder: how the hell did he do it? Seeing that all the tailed creatures had disappeared, and Hagoromo himself was looking the experiment straight in the eye, the girl immediately realized that something was required of her. Having gone through the possible options and not finding the right one, she slightly lowered her head to her left shoulder in a silent question. “Actually, I still have enough chakra,” the hermit suddenly said, relaxing a little because that part of Yaki that the small bijuu could not control had disappeared. Even though he is their “father,” he still feels (“like me,” flashed through his small head) a small amount of Ki. “Ara,” the experiment narrowed his eyes slightly, grinning like a fox and pressing his large sleeve of clothing to his mouth, “and what was this circus for, “daddy”? Looking at her, the “father” shook his head mockingly, placing the fingers of his right hand against his forehead. “I want to seal the remaining chakra into you,” he said calmly, looking at the reaction of his creation. Frowning slightly, the girl lowered her gaze somewhere into Hagoromo’s chest, thinking about something. — You wanted to say “sealed on my body,” right? — the girl asked, returning awareness to her eyes. Apparently just for reference. Playfully rolling her eyes, the girl began to untie her obi, thereby pushing back the hem of her yukata. Raising his eyebrows, Hagoromo smiled at the intelligence of this “fox”. - What are you doing, dear? — flying up to her and preparing his blood for printing on her body, the “father” asked. - I’m taking away your extra work. You know, undressing a little girl is very strange, especially for an old man like you,” grinning at her words, the experiment raised her T-shirt to a certain place just above the solar plexus. Having widened his eyes at such a, uh, vulgar joke from a “two-year-old” girl, the man threw his head back and laughed out loud. The girl, seeing the “father’s” reaction, glanced sideways at the system window, where laughing emoticons for sins and free glasses were shown. She will figure out where to put these glasses in the distant future, but for now she will spend her last minutes with her “father.” Having laughed it off, Hagoromo jokingly threatened such jokes with his finger, but seeing how she looked at her finger skeptically, he realized that it was too late to correct something in her character. Having written special hieroglyphs for the seal in the air with his index finger, he secured everything with his small share of chakra, already feeling that energy was flowing from the core into the seal. - “That’s it, the seal has begun to work, there are five to ten minutes left, and all my chakra will flow into the seal,” patting the girl’s hair, he smiled softly at his pouting lip and sad eyes. - Why do I need your chakra? Why did you hide this from the tailed ones? If they meet me in the future, they will feel your chakra,” the little “fox” asked a logical question, as the sennin mentally called her. - “Well, we have to put the rest of the chakra reserve somewhere, and the tailed ones wouldn’t understand why I’m giving it to you,” — shrugging his shoulders, he began to wrap the experiment back up. - “Ara,” for a second Ootsutsuki thought that the fox ears on her head twitched, but, blinking, he did not notice anything, — “that is, just so that there was?” Nodding at the question, Rikudo watched as her shoulders trembled. - “Ahahaha, I see, it turns out interesting,” — the girl finally answered after laughing. I don’t believe it, something is clearly wrong here. Looking at him longer than necessary, she closed her eyes. He’s not going to talk, is he? Nodding at this, the man raised his hands to his face to watch them being drawn into the seal through his clothes. - “Okay, I won’t act like these fools who didn’t have time to say goodbye to you,” — the girl pointedly spread her arms to the sides: - Hug me, “daddy”! — she said the experiment in a comic commanding tone. -“Ahahaha, come here, my daughter,” -the “father” said, reaching out to her. So they hung in the air with flying comfort around them, while the hall was being destroyed on all sides, columns and the ceiling were falling and the floor was cracking from the disappearing chakra of the creator of this place. -“I forgot to say,” — still hugging his “daughter,” the sennin suddenly said, -“your name will be Mi, meaning “beauty,” — nodding to some of his thoughts, Hagoromo continued: — “When my chakra is completely absorbed into the seal a this place will become ruins, you will find yourself in stasis for the time being, and then do what you want. But act with your brain, not your heart. Understood? Mi nodded somewhere in his chest, And suddenly she felt her eyes darken, her body filled with lead, and the last thing she could say, while simultaneously looking at the window of the system, was: - Goodbye, daddy. Having smiled at his “daughter” goodbye, he stopped feeling his glass. The last thing she saw was not the hall, but the system window, which said:

Congratulations!

The quest “Farewell to the Creator” was successful!

Reward: stasis until the end of the first shinobi war.

10,000 ryo.

1 scroll with C-rank equipment (optional)

+200 relationship points with…?

Failure: death.