《Nebula's Echo (a Naruto Fanfic)》Chapter 4
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Oki, so my sissy liked this story, so a few new chapters coming up :)
She told me I could keep writing it until my writing becomes crappy, and then she can adopt it if needed. I don't know if it was an insult or compliment ^-^?
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3 years later
Ah, hello.
It's now been about three years since I awakened in the world~ of~ Narutooo~
Anyways, these years haven't been nearly as eventful as I expected them to be. Most of my time is spent meditati-, no, sorry, CULTIVATING (I'm a strong independent woman that stands by her own words) and simultaneously observing all the 'memories'. It actually takes a lot of concentration to cultivate, so my divine multi-tasking abilities actually had to strain just to keep up and concentrate on the memories at the same time. It was some serious mind-exercise.
But, I noticed that it was rather pointless. Apparently, the bijuus weren't present in a lot of important events. I mean, most of the memories are just of meaningless happening, events not even worth a mention in the anime, nevermind being worthy of attention from my all important self! Gooosh. Wasting my precious mind-capacity.
On to some important news! I've gained a physical form. And no, it's not my actual form. I just took on a temporary form of a tree. Basic, I know. And just for your information, I AM NOT COPYING THAT GOD TREE'S CRAP. It's just that being a tree is convenient.
The Record of All Things told me that the people of this world still haven't figured out the reason behind all the events three years ago (apparently the world faced some disasters in the five days before my birth) and that no one knew about the birth of the Ten-Tails.
So, that being the case, I obviously had to disguise myself. And being a tree is the perfect solution! I am currently in the center of the Forest of Death, so I'm rather close to Konoha. My root-system is seriously impressive. It's massive and spreads deep underground through the whole forest, even surrounding Konoha. I've dispersed my chakra through my roots, making it less concentrated and therefore less suspicious. Genius, right?
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This has a lot of functions though. I can collect chakra from the ground, air and creatures in the vicinity much easier like this. Also, this works like a top-tier sensory system. I know basically everything that happens in this forest. And no, I do not consider this a violation of ANYONE'S privacy, thank you very much. See, being a tree is damn great.
Sure, there are some superstitions surrounding the Forest of Death now, with all the chakra running through it. I've had to distribute it very evenly so no sensory ninjas would be able to pinpoint my exact location. Those Hyuugas with their byakugan are the biggest nuisance by far. It's just so HARD AND TIRESOME to hide from those cheats. Damn it all. I considered getting rid of them more times than I can count, but always rejected the idea for four very convincing reasons:
1. I'm a tree. I. Can't. Do. Sh*t.
2. I totally LOVE Hinata and absolutely ship naruhina, sooo....
3. I love Neji too. Hot guys need a proper chance at life...
4. I totes need Hiashi that bastard alive so I can bash him a little once I get to Konoha...
For those reasons (no one cares about reason 1, it's the last three that make all the difference) I have not acted on my occasional impulses.
Ahahahahaaa let me tell you something!
Not too long ago, the villagers tried to chop some of the trees to make room for another training-ground or something? Well funny thing, they managed to make a whole clearing, but the next morning when they came back to continue on the project, the trees were back. That's when rumors about the Forest of Death being cursed began. *Heh*
I'm suspecting it's something similar to when for example Kurama healed Naruto in the anime, since right now the forest is practically swimming in my chakra.
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Oh, and I think I can sense Hanzo's underground facility and Oreopedo's "personal sewer". I mean, I can't really tell since it's under Konoha itself and my roots aren't really close enough, but I can sometimes sense different chakra signatures visiting both underground structures more often than your usual sewer or underground storage or something should be visited. I mean, one of them could be the interrogation room for all I know, I'm just guessing.
Well, I'll soon have to enter what I like to call this world's version of closed door cultivation. Basically, earlier I was able to with my godlike multi-tasking; cultivate, view memories and learn a ton of jutsus from them, as well as develop a root system and then stalk, eavesdrop, complain and cast some jutsus or just otherwise mess with people. And I could do it all at the same time. I know, my multi-tasking is god-level. Bow before me peasants!
Anyhow, I'm reaching a crucial point; I've already amassed enough chakra, and now all that remains is to stabilize it and gain full control, at the same time developing my true form. This will take a few years of ridiculously deep concentration, so I won't even be fully conscious for the next two or three years. It makes me kind of apprehensive, but what can be done?
Ah.... I just hope God will let me be the cliché fourth member of team seven... I promise not to mess up the storyline too much...
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