Chapter 37: Chapter 37
Naruto remained unshaken by the overwhelming presence of the legendary titans that Toneri had summoned. Despite the daunting appearances of Slifer the Sky Dragon, Ra, and Obelisk the Tormentor, Naruto's calm demeanor remained intact. These creatures were immensely powerful, capable of destroying the moon with their combined might, but they were no match for Naruto's strategic approach.
With a simple hand seal, Naruto summoned a clone for each titan. His clones went to work, handling each of the titans with precision and ease. Slifer's lightning and wind attacks, Ra's control over flames, and Obelisk's manipulation of the earth were formidable, yet the clones held their ground, effectively neutralizing each threat. The real challenge now lay in dealing with Toneri himself, who had cocooned himself with the power of the Energy Vessel.
While his clones took on the titans, Naruto's focus turned to Toneri, who was now visibly shaken by the success of the clones. Desperate, Toneri drew upon the power of the Energy Vessel to launch a barrage of golden beams at Naruto, amplifying their destructive potential. But Naruto, bolstered by his Kurama Chakra Mode, summoned the Sword of Nunoboko, an ancient and powerful weapon, to match Toneri's attacks. The sword fused with his Truth Seeking Balls, transforming into a massive lance that spun at incredible speeds, growing to cover Naruto's entire form before being launched at Toneri.
Distracted by the incoming attack, Toneri was unable to react in time as Naruto teleported behind him once again. With pinpoint precision, Naruto unleashed a Bijuu Beam at close range. The massive energy blast tore through the air, but as the beam struck its target, Naruto began to feel a strange, unsettling sensation. His chakra was being pulled away from him, and his powers were rapidly being suppressed.
"Naruto, don't get close to the Energy Vessel. It will suck all your power!" Hinata's voice rang out in warning, and Naruto realized with alarm that her suspicions were true. The Energy Vessel was absorbing his chakra, and it had more power than he anticipated.
Toneri, seeing the effects of the vessel on Naruto, regained his confidence. The vessel was absorbing more and more of Naruto's chakra, strengthening with every moment. Toneri, emboldened, began to attack with renewed vigor, forcing Naruto to constantly dodge. His Kurama Chakra Mode and Rasengan attacks were being nullified by the energy-siphoning effect of the vessel.
As the battle raged on, Naruto's clones were systematically destroyed, their power drained by the vessel, leaving Naruto isolated and struggling against Toneri's overwhelming force. The situation seemed hopeless. His training with the Great Sage had just begun, and his mastery of Senjutsu wasn't sufficient to counter the vessel's power. He could implant Hagoromo's eyes to gain the necessary strength, or perhaps create the Ashura Mode by collecting Nature Energy—but the success of either method was uncertain, and time was running out.
Seeing Naruto's desperation, Hinata acted swiftly. She flew toward him, determined to help in any way she could. As she reached him, she offered a solution that might turn the tide.
"Let me help. Mix your energy with mine, and it won't stop you." Her words were filled with conviction. Her chakra was different—pure, flowing, and harmonious. By combining their powers, they could bypass the Energy Vessel's draining effect.
Naruto hesitated for only a moment, the connection with Hinata something that stirred an unfamiliar warmth in his heart. As he took her hand, he felt an unspoken bond between them, a strength that transcended their individual powers. Seeing Toneri's fearful, envious gaze directed at Hinata only fueled Naruto's resolve. He would not let Toneri harm her.
"Thank you, Hinata. I will be counting on you." Naruto's voice was steady, a quiet promise as their hands joined together. In that moment, their combined chakra surged—blue-purple and golden energies mixing to form a powerful Rasenshuriken.
Toneri, sensing the danger, attempted to retreat, cocooning himself further inside a golden barrier. But before he could escape, Naruto used his teleportation once more, appearing right in front of the vessel. With a flash, the Rasenshuriken was hurled toward him, its power amplified by the fusion of Naruto and Hinata's chakra.
Toneri's attempts to resist were futile. The Rasenshuriken engulfed him, tearing through his body on a microscopic level. The pain was unlike anything he had experienced, and it sent him into unconsciousness, his body wracked with agony.
As Naruto approached to secure Toneri, ready to contain him once and for all, the unexpected happened. With a deafening scream, Toneri's eyes snapped open, filled with terror. His once confident demeanor was replaced by fear as he struggled to regain control. The immense power of the Energy Vessel had been overwhelmed by the combined might of Naruto and Hinata, but Toneri's terror at being so thoroughly defeated was palpable.
In that moment, Naruto realized that despite the strength he had gained over the years, the battle wasn't just about power. It was about protecting those he loved—and Toneri, in the end, was a reminder that even the most powerful enemies could be broken by the bond between people.
Toneri's voice trembled with panic as he threatened, his emotions spilling out in a frantic attempt to control the situation. "Don't come closer. I said, don't move. Don't move, or I will blow everything away!" His eyes darted around, desperate, as he clung to the Energy Vessel, a shield between him and the world that felt increasingly foreign.
Naruto, standing calm amidst the chaos, allowed himself to understand Toneri in a way that only a true fight could facilitate. For Naruto, conflict wasn't just about defeating the enemy; it was about understanding them, connecting with them in some unspoken way. And now, as the fight wore on, Naruto could see the true essence of Toneri—fear, pain, and loneliness.
Naruto's chakra pulsed, a subtle connection forming between him and Toneri as he began to move closer. "I will not harm you, Toneri. I just want to talk," Naruto said, his voice soft yet resolute. "We both want the same thing. We can work together. We can be friends, Toneri."
Toneri's response was immediate, shaking his head in denial. "No, no, no!" His voice cracked, raw with emotion, as he slinked away, retreating deeper into his fear and insecurity. His face, once cold and defiant, now revealed a vulnerability that Naruto had not anticipated.
Hinata, seeing the torment in Toneri's eyes, stepped forward cautiously, her voice filled with warmth and compassion. "Toneri, don't be afraid. We are your friends. We won't hurt you."
Toneri recoiled, his eyes wide with disbelief and anguish. "You're lying. You want to hurt me. You want to control me…" His words spilled out, each one sharper than the last. "And don't come closer! I hate you! You took everything from me—my position, and the one person I liked!"
As he spoke, the world around them began to shift, warping into a reflection of his inner turmoil. It was a manifestation of Ninshu, the ancient art of connecting through shared emotions, and in that moment, the true Toneri was revealed. The grandiose image he had built of himself as the chosen one, the guardian, and the last Otsutsuki, all of it faded, leaving only a lost child who had never truly known peace.
Toneri's past unraveled before their eyes. He was only nine years old when the civil war claimed his father's life, the pain of the loss too much for such a young heart to bear. Awakened prematurely, his Tenseigan's power erupted with a destructive force, killing everyone inside the moon, leaving him completely alone. The loneliness of that isolation, the inability to connect with anyone, festered inside him, pushing him to donate his Tenseigan to the Energy Vessel in a desperate bid to protect himself from the power he couldn't control.
Over time, he built walls—layers of identity to shield himself from the pain. He became the guardian of the world, the inheritor of Hamura's legacy, the last of his kind. These titles gave him purpose, but they were never truly his; they were armor, a mask to hide the child inside.
Hinata, her heart aching for the boy who had suffered so much, reached out to him. "We are here for you, Toneri. We will never leave you alone," she said, her voice steady with the warmth of empathy. As she flew towards him with Naruto, the two of them embraced him, offering the comfort he had been craving for so long.
Toneri's tense form began to relax, the walls he had built crumbling as he felt the sincerity of their touch. Tears welled up in his eyes—tears that had been buried for over a decade, buried beneath layers of pride and pain. For the first time in years, he didn't feel alone. He felt seen. The burden of his false persona lifted, and for the briefest moment, Toneri could finally breathe free of his self-imposed isolation.
However, as the embrace ended, and the weight of his emotions began to settle, Toneri pushed Naruto away. His face hardened once more, the resolve of the old Toneri returning.
"I still don't like you," he said, his voice cold, though there was a tremor of something more vulnerable beneath it. "But I will become stronger than you. I will become the guardian of this world… and I will make you choose me, Hinata."
With a dramatic flourish, Toneri took Hinata's hand and kissed it, an act that was more an attempt to assert control than a true gesture of affection. Naruto, sensing the tension, immediately pulled Hinata away, his protective instinct flaring.
Toneri glared at him, his eyes burning with a mixture of jealousy and defiance. "Do you like her, Naruto? Or are you just playing around?"
Naruto hesitated, the question unexpected but not unwelcome. "I… I don't know. But I don't like it when you do something she doesn't like." His words were simple, honest, but they carried the weight of years of unspoken feelings. Hinata, sensing his unspoken emotions, couldn't help but smile, her heart swelling with hope despite the confusion that clouded Naruto's words.
Toneri, picking up on the tension, let out a small, embarrassed laugh, though it lacked its usual edge. "Then you won't mind if I continue courting Hinata for her hand in marriage," he said, though there was a vulnerability in his voice that he couldn't fully suppress. "Regardless, I won't interfere with the world forcefully anymore. But, I will be living in it now, not just watching from above."
It was a humbling admission, and Naruto saw the child in Toneri once more—the one who didn't know how to navigate the complexities of relationships and the world of humans. His emotions, raw and unrefined, were a far cry from the cold, calculating figure he had once been.
Hinata, understanding the depth of his words, placed a hand on Naruto's arm, her gaze softening as she looked at Toneri. She knew that despite his flaws, despite the hurt he had caused, Toneri was still just a boy who had been lost in his own fear and sadness. And perhaps, with time, there could be a way to guide him toward the light.
But for now, the tension between them lingered, unspoken and unresolved. The future of their world would depend on their ability to navigate this complex relationship—not just with power, but with understanding and compassion.
As Toneri screamed in panic, his eyes darted across the moon's surface in a frantic search, realizing with horror that the Tenseigan Vessel had vanished. The absence of the vessel, crucial to his plans and powers, left him exposed, and the realization hit him like a physical blow.
"The Tenseigan Vessel!" Toneri shouted, his voice full of desperation and disbelief. He turned in every direction, trying to locate it, but to no avail. It was gone. His once-calm composure shattered as panic set in.
Naruto and Hinata exchanged a quick glance. They, too, noticed the missing vessel. The situation had taken a sharp turn, and the stakes had escalated beyond what they initially thought.
"It must be Isshiki Otsutsuki," Naruto said, his voice low but resolute. He didn't need to piece together much more; he could sense the underlying conspiracy. "He must have sent Hinata away to prevent her from warning me about his true intentions. He used this opportunity to attack while Toneri was preoccupied, and now he's taken the Vessel for his own plans."
Toneri, consumed by anger and frustration, clenched his fists. "Curse that monster! I will kill him for this blasphemy!" His words were full of venom, but there was a helplessness behind them. He had been used, manipulated, and now the true threat loomed larger than ever. The Otsutsuki's schemes were far more insidious than he had imagined.
As his anger boiled over, Toneri began to channel his energy, manipulating the shattered pieces of the moon. The fragments began to orbit him, merging together in a spectacular display of power as he worked to repair the damage caused by the earlier battle. Even Naruto, whose own power was immense, couldn't help but watch in awe at the spectacle. The sight was mesmerizing—a demonstration of Toneri's abilities and the potential he still held. The moon, once broken, slowly began to heal before their eyes.
Despite the breathtaking display, Naruto knew there was little time to waste. With Isshiki's plans in motion, they couldn't afford to stay and watch.
Turning to Hinata and Bee, Naruto gave a nod. "We need to get back to Earth. Toneri will handle things here, but our real battle is just beginning."
Toneri, now absorbed in his work, didn't notice them leave. His focus had returned to the task at hand—fixing the damage and dealing with the immediate crisis—but Naruto knew that this wasn't the end of their involvement with him. There was much more at stake now.
With a burst of chakra, Naruto teleported them back to Earth, where the real fight awaited. The Otsutsuki threat loomed large, and the mysterious disappearance of the Tenseigan Vessel would send ripples through the entire world, forcing them to confront the darkest aspects of their enemy's power.
As the trio arrived back on Earth, Naruto's mind raced, processing the new danger that Isshiki posed. He knew that this fight was far from over. In fact, it had only just begun.