Uzumaki Survival 001

AN: This is pretty AU, be prepared for something somewhat fresh/exciting. Chakra is the same, major characters have the same personality, but there are a few big changes to keep the story unique, and not be the same boring ‘defeat Akatsuki, defeat Kaguya, obsess over eyeballs’ slop that infests the fandom.  

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Snapping his eyes open, Oden Uzumaki was breathing heavily. One second ago, he was a man from Earth, now, he found himself in a foreign bed, as a ninja in Uzushio, the Village Hidden by the Whirling Tides. 

Holding his head, he felt a headache pass by, as he inherited a slew of memories. 

Aged 16, and considered a Chunin, Oden was a book nerd with few friends, and shared an identical temperament to his own. Proficient in the Adamantine Chains, he didn't know any elemental ninjutsu, or genjutsu. As a full blooded Uzumaki, he had a nearly bottomless amount of chakra, stamina, and an education that meant his chakra control was top tier. Basically, he had a similar upbringing to Shikamaru, Choji, or any of the other clan kids from Konoha, and could box with any of their early Shippuden counterparts. Even though he was a Chunin, Oden was clearly a step above the average cannon fodder shinobi. 

Since every Hidden Village was different, he did not learn the ‘Academy Three: Transformation, Clone, & Substitution’ jutsu, his sensei, instead, taught him Poison Testing, Light, and Explosive seals. He could also make the following seals effortlessly: Hot, Cold, Listening, Sticky, Storage, Contract, and Chakra Restriction. Other seals-such as barrier seals-were things he held knowledge about, but would take time to draw, and required deeper thought before implementing. 

As for taijutsu/shurikenjutsu, they were ordinary. Meanwhile, he could walk on water or other surfaces, and possessed superb calligraphy skills. As sealing was basically its own language, he had also memorized every ‘letter’ in the alphabet for sealing that the Uzumaki had discovered. He had a very strong foundation for sealing, but could only be considered a journeyman at best. 

Real masters were those who innovated upon known seals, invented new ‘letters’ for the alphabet, or discovered entirely new combinations. Examples of this would be Tobirama inventing the Flying Thunder God, Minato upgrading the seal, or Orochimaru using known ‘letters’ to make the curse mark. 

The only thing that made him stand out in a fight, were his Adamantine Chains. Unlike a master of the technique, he could only manifest them from his hands. Furthermore, he could only produce a maximum of two chains at the moment, and they couldn't exceed 10-20ft in distance. All these limitations were what designated him as a Chunin. If he could one day spawn in hundreds of chains from any part of his body, and completely restrain the Kyubi, then he could call himself Kage-level. 

That being said, what he had wasn't so bad. The Adamantine Chains were an invincible defense against same level opponents, could block chakra constructs such as ninjutsu, and sap opponents of their energy. 

As for fighting with his seals, the only one he could slap onto a tree or floor and have work, was the Sticky seal, as it was the one Oden had practiced with the most as a child. Besides that one seal, he was no Minato, who could slap someone on the back, and a Flying Thunder God seal would be with them forever. Something like that required a deep understanding of seals, and extreme skill. 

The other seals he could create required a brush, and ink, and were not suitable for battle unless prepared beforehand. 

After internalizing his skills, Oden pressed a hand on a seal near his bedstand, and a light shone in the room. Standing to look at himself in the mirror, he saw a handsome red haired, blue eyed man. His hairstyle, and overall demeanor gave him a look similar to that of Roy, from the Fire Emblem series. 

He then walked to a window, and took a look outside. Standing on the fifth floor, the tower he called home was further inland, and housed those youth younger than 20 who had yet to find a marriage partner. It was a place that encouraged relationships, and was

designed to protect the future of the Uzumaki. In a way, it mirrored college life on Earth, and was similar to the dorm room system. 

Glancing out the window, Oden looked out towards the ocean. The waves lapped at the dark shore gently, as only the faintest sliver of moonlight peered through. Gentle lamps swayed along the peaceful city, and gave the beautiful architecture a scholarly air. 

Oden smiled, as he recalled inherited memories of children playing on the beach, or elders engaging one another in debate as they played chess. From what he learned from the history books, Uzushio had been established for several hundred years, and had pretty much retreated from the rest of the world. 

Surrounded by whirlpools on all sides, and given their ridiculous secret jutsu-the Adamantine Chains-no single clan could eliminate them. The Warring States period was an era of unprecedented peace for the Uzumaki. Meanwhile, they accumulated a vast fortune by selling Explosive Tags, and Storage Scrolls. As these objects were one time use, and the Uzumaki could set the price due to a stranglehold on the market, they became envied by everyone. 

Clenching his fists, Oden realized that this idyllic island home of his would soon be under siege. The unification of various clans into Hidden Villages meant that anyone who wished to destroy Uzushio would do so as a group. Given his foreknowledge, and the fact that the First Ninja War ended almost 20 years ago…then the Second Ninja War would start soon. And it just so happened that Uzushio was destroyed by a coalition of villages just before the Second War began. 

Oden began to think of countless strategies on how he could prevent the destruction of his new people, when he caught sight of a reflection of a blade in the water. Seconds later, a dozen shadows swooped out of the waves, darting forward. 

Feeling his blood run ice cold, he couldn't even form thoughts with what he was witnessing. However, he was no coward, nor did he consider himself a simpleton, he had to warn someone! At this rate, the entire clan would be silently assassinated, just like what Itachi and Obito did to the Uchiha! 

Eyes going wide, he reached into a drawer full of dozens of Explosive Tags, and Light Tags. Grabbing a handful of kunai, he set the tags ablaze, and tossed them out towards the beach. 

Although there were dozens of buildings between him, and the tower he resided in, and was quite a fair distance beyond his maximum throwing range, his aim wasn't at the invading ninja! 

Exploding in the air, the Explosive Tags made an extremely loud noise, meanwhile, the Light Tags created a lasting light, sort of like road flares. Bright light shone upon the shadowy figures, revealing well over a hundred assailants. At their front was a mountain of a man with blonde hair, dark skin, and muscles upon muscles. This was the famed Third Raikage, A! 

Charging a lightning bolt in his hand, A looked directly at him, and let it loose. 

It arrived in front of his face before he could blink. A faint orange barrier covered the tower just in time to block the yellow bolt, however, the resulting explosion was extraordinary, and rocked the tower so much, it felt like it might fall over. The orange barrier became slightly more transparent, indicating that it might collapse after a few more attacks of that caliber. 

The sound of combat shortly followed, as another part of the island was rocked by a dozen A-tier water dragons. 

Both the Hidden Mist & Cloud had announced their presence! More people with different headbands-Grass, Frost, and Hot Water-also joined the assault! 

As the ninja advanced, an aged man full of long white hair, and an epic ‘wizard's’ beard dropped from the top of the tower. He didn’t say a word as hundreds of chains rushed out of his body. 

Over two dozen ninja were instantly skewered, and collapsed to the ground, coughing blood as they lost their lives. Many other Cloud ninja burst into bolts of lightning as they escaped backwards. The Third Raikage, however, wanted all the smoke, and used his extreme speed to close the distance. 

The fight was so fast, that Oden could barely keep up. More explosions sounded elsewhere, and those ninja who had pulled back were now actively blasting at the barrier with jutsu. Oden's pulse quickened, and he knew he had to flee! 

Even if he had spoiled the attacker's plan prematurely, Uzushio was doomed to destruction! His only chance at survival was escape! Underneath the tower was a hidden passageway that led to an underground labyrinth. It was the only way! 

Stuffing his possessions into a handful of Storage scrolls-paying special attention to grab a book detailing advanced seals-and packing his pockets full of other offensive scrolls, he ran from his door, and into a chaotic hallway. A dozen red heads popped out of their doors, and several children no older than 10 rubbed their eyes sleepily. 

“Are the elders throwing a party, big brother?” One of the children asked. 

Oden had a grim look on his face as he took in the innocent expressions of the kids. Uzushio truly had been a paradise, one where war was a foreign concept, and only Jonin ever left the island. To them, life was all about researching scrolls, or making a few dozen Explosive Tags for some pocket change. 

“What are you doing dazing about, Oden?! Gather the children, and move! Among everyone here, only a nerd like you would know where all the activation mechanisms for the labyrinth are located.” A strong female voice shouted from behind him. 

Shocked out of his stupor, Oden saw a busty 18 year old. She had red eyes, red hair, a sporty toned build, and was both a Special Jonin, and the oldest unmarried girl in the tower. Her name was Suzuki, and was an absolute taijutsu beast. Oden had many a memory of having his sand castle stomped in by her, or of crabs dropped into his shorts when they were younger. From his outsider's perspective, he realized that the reason she wasn't married yet, was that she was probably waiting on Oden to make a move! 

And Oden, being the book nerd that he was, had become the second oldest person in the tower because he was too caught up studying old dusty scrolls to notice the young busty maiden that pulled him in for violent hugs every other day! 

Shaking his head, Oden composed himself, and then began to bark orders. “You have three minutes, place all of your belongings into storage scrolls. When the time is up, we're leaving. The island is under attack. This isn't a joke, a drill, or some prank. Now go!” 

“I didn't think you had it in you, ink-stain.” Suzuki folded her arms, and said with a sharklike grin. 

Oden ignored any jiggle physics, and inventoried his weapons, making sure his kunai, shurikens, and scrolls were all within easy reach. Every second that passed, the tower would shake, and the orange barrier would become a shade lighter. Feeling sweat drip down his temple, and his heart rate quicken, he glanced at the pretty battle maniac, and then at the lost expressions of those children who gathered one by one. 

Suzuki gave him a thumbs up, and then pulled him in close for a bone crushing hug. “You heard Oden, let's go.” 

Released from that gorilla-woman's grasp, Oden took the lead. Running down the steps, he gathered somewhere around 20 kids aged 8 to 12, and about 10 more teenagers aged 13 to 15. For a total of 30. The kids were little better than skilled academy students, whilst the teens were all Genin who had yet to learn the Adamantine Chains. 

Taking point, he eventually found a hidden sigil. Pressing a faint amount of chakra into it, the seal recognized him as an Uzumaki, and a section of the floor slowly faded away, as if it were an illusion. A staircase shimmered into view, one that plunged into a dark, damp corridor. Performing several handsigns, he then slapped a hand on the first staircase. A light descended down the steps, washing away this second illusion, revealing it to be a spike pit. A mechanism then retracted the pit showing the real escape! 

“Okay, we have to hurry, the traps have only been disabled for 10 minutes.” Oden declared. 

“Knew you had it in you inky.” Suzuki beamed, and then turned to roar at the rest of the kids in a voice reminiscent of Tsunade's. “Alright you idiots, you hear that! We've got 10 minutes. Move! Move!” 

Pushed forward by the beautiful taijutsu expert, Oden began to run at a jog. No one spoke a word as dust occasionally fell atop their heads, and the sound of distant-yet all to close-explosions met their ears. The vibe reminded Oden of airplanes. During take off, and landing, most people were silent as the grave, as everyone knew that the majority of crashes took place during those two actions. Even if they were children accustomed to peace, the Uzumaki were not stupid, and history was a mandatory class. Everyone knew what terrible danger they were in. 

After taking several twists and turns down long corridors, and into several crawl spaces where he had to practically crawl with his face on the floor, they had entered a maze-like labyrinth. Large slabs rose up several stories in this giant underground cavern. This area was the Uzumaki's last line of defence, and most secret location. Several key buildings dumped out to various parts of the labyrinth, and at the center was a giant Tori Gate & temple. Although Oden didn't know what it sealed, it was covered in thousands of pieces of paper, and had become a forbidden zone for all but the wisest of Uzumaki. 

Behind the temple was their target. There, they would find five special whirlpools. They each transported a person to a different escape route. The current would then vomit an escapee out into a safehouse somewhere in the Elemental Nations. At least that's what the books Oden had read taught him. There was some space time ninjutsu wizardry that the ancestors had done when setting this up, and it would teleport any Uzumaki to safety, whilst those without the bloodline would become shredded like fruit in a blender. 

During this brief moment where he was determining a path through the maze, and to the temple, he heard many of the mechanisms behind them become activated. Several thunderous booms rocked the long staircase, and he overheard several distant curses, and wails of pain. He could imagine several ninjas had become dead or wounded, but the traps would only hold on for so long. 

“Let's go.” Oden gestured towards Suzuki, and the others, then began to take them through the labyrinth. 

Several times he was forced to double back after hitting a dead end, other times, when he activated a trap, he had to deflect a shuriken, or rogue Explosive Tag with his Adamantine Chains. Each second that they were delayed, Oden felt the icy touch of the reaper closer to his heart. Much more than that, when he saw the frightened expressions of the children, he knew he couldn't fail. It was one thing to get yourself killed due to your own stupid actions, it was an entirely different thing when it involved kids! 

After 15 minutes of nerve wracking back & forth sprinting, they finally came across the Tori Gate. There was only one problem. 

A squad of four Mist-nin had posted up at its gates. Although he was no sensor, each ninja who wasn't actively trying to repress themselves leaked a bit of aura, and from what he could tell, this should be a group of three Chunin, and one Special Jonin! 

This squad, as dangerous as they were, were the least of their concerns. Further inside the temple grounds, three Elite Jonin Uzumaki ninjas were fighting over 50 enemy Jonin, barely holding them off! At the same time, many Uzumaki were trying to jump into an escape whirlpool, however, for every one that made it, five would be murdered or captured before they could run to safety. 

Looking at the corpses that resembled him so much, Oden felt sick, as if he could vomit at any second. However, not only did he feel sick, but he also felt rage! Molten hot anger pulsed through his veins, and he ran forward. 

Uncaring of the cost, he tossed out a dozen Explosive Tags at the Mist-nin from within the sleeve of his robe. The paper sizzled and then exploded, forcing them to scatter, and break formation. 

Suzuki ran after the enemy Special Jonin, the Uzumaki Genin split up into squads of four to deal with one Chunin apiece, leaving Oden in a 1v1.  

Seconds later, a trio of poisoned senbon gleamed in the lowlight setting, and flew at his eye, kidney, and thigh. Flicking his hand, a chain, no thicker than two fingers placed together, snaked out, and easily deflected this attack. The enemy ninja smirked, his dark shaggy hair then swayed as he Body Flickered forward in a straight line. 

Oden stomped, swiped an arm left, unleashing a wide horizontal strike, and took a step back. In that instant, he used his foot to unleash the only seal he could create without a brush & ink. His opponent had unsheathed a tanto, and parried aside the chain with one hand, then with the next, drew a kunai intent on stabbing him…only due to the extremely obvious straight lined approach of Body Flicker, the shaggy haired guy had fallen directly into Oden's trap! 

Leg frozen in place, the guy had been moving so fast, that the sudden halt snapped his ankles, and he collapsed face first. Oden pivoted in his step, and flicked his hand. An Explosive Tag fluttered onto the asshole's back exploding him into a charred mess. There was no cloud, poof, or sudden escape, confirming that this man was almost certainly dead. Tossing a shuriken into his jugular for good measure, Oden assessed the rest of the battlefield. 

“Oraaah!” Suzuki roared in triumph, as both of her fists were coated by the unbreakable Adamantine Chains. Her every punch chipped away at the Mist-nin's sword until it was nothing but broken chips. Her opponent was on the verge of collapse, and bleeding from several spots as he was roughly slammed into a part of the labyrinth wall. 

Seeing that she didn't need any help, he turned to the Genin. One group were suppressing their foe with one Explosive Tag after another, showcasing the bullshit that was seals. As for the other group…

“Ahhh!” A girl screamed in pain as the Mist-nin held onto her like some trophy. Using her as a human shield, the badly bleeding, sharklike guy who was 100% related to Kisame violently bit into the girl's shoulders and arms. 

“Bastard!” One of the Genin ran to back her up, only to get decapitated for his troubles. 

The Hoshigake had steam rising off his body as all of his wounds healed. “Hahaha, it's true! You freaks really are a living medicine!" The man cruelly laughed, then licked his lips in hunger as he eyed the rest of the teens. 

He had bitten her, and healed, just like what was done to Karin when Sasuke bit her to heal! 

Intimidated by his bloodlust, the two remaining Genin from this makeshift squad took a step back. Their faces had gone milk white, and they were shaking as they looked at their headless friend, and at the girl who was still in the monster's clutches. 

“Mnn, maybe another nibble?” The Hoshigake ninja muttered ‘to himself’ yet his beady eyes never left sight of the Genin, and based on the volume of his voice, 100% intended to be overheard. 

Unwilling to be a bystander, Oden tossed out a B-rank Light Tag. He was still a novice at B-rank Sealing Jutsu, so they were in short supply. However, what was an object's value compared to the life of his comrade?! 

An overwhelmingly bright light exploded just in front of the enemy Chunin's face. He blindly swiped his sword whilst jumping to the side, stunned by the sudden flash of light. 

Oden expected an easy ambush, and had intended to loop his chain around the Mist-nin's neck. However, the grey skinned sharkman's nose twitched, and he held out his arm, letting go of the girl. Grabbing onto the chain, the Hoshigake man pulled. 

“Gotchu! Come, be my nourishment!” 

Drawn close due to the unexpected contact, Oden saw his opponent's jaws open wide, and closing fast! 

Reacting in instinct, he forced his other hand forward, and a chain charged into his waiting gullet. 

“If you want to eat, then eat! Eat as mucn as you want, you sick fish fuck!” Oden roared. 

The chain extended to its maximum length of 20ft, and shredded the Hoshigake male's insides into a fine puree. Due to how close they were, and Oden's hands being literal inches from his mouth, he had been caught up in the splash zone. Blood, guts, and gore covered him from head to toe. He wanted to vomit, yet his eyes were only for the girl who had been bitten. 

“You’re okay?” He asked, holding out a hand. 

The Genin girl saw his frightening appearance, and looked at him with wide eyes. However, she nodded, and took his hand. 

As he helped her up, he saw that Suzuki had slain her foe, and the other Chunin had chosen to retreat in a miserable state. There wasn't any time to celebrate, however, as the walls on their flanks were crumbling due to constant bombardment from ninjutsu. The enemy from behind was on their doorstep, and to advance to one of the whirlpools was a gauntlet filled with stray A-rank jutsu. Their only chance at survival was to run through that hellscape, and be the lucky 1 in 5 that made it. 

Oden looked back at the children, and their hopeful gazes one last time. Sighing to himself, he was about to order the advance, when an extremely dense, heavy pressure nearly knocked him to his knees. 

Standing on top of the Tori Gate, an ancient old man was holding off Ay, and the entire Seven Ninja Swordsman of the Mist. The Third Raikage was bleeding from his chest, and had a limp, whilst half the swordsmen lay dead in a pool of their own blood. 

The old man held the edge, yet his aura was flickering. It was clear that his chakra was about to run out, that he wasn't long for this world. 

During a brief pause in the chaos, the old man met Oden's eyes, saw the children, and then something sparkled in his gaze. Shoulders firming, and bones cracking, a type of iron resolve to end it all sang from his soul. 

“The reaper's contract is a soul for a soul.” The old man's whisper seemed to travel through the smoke, and haze of battle. “There is another way. The risks are great, I can give you five minutes before the worth of my soul runs out…but so be it.” 

Performing several quick handsigns, the old man pulled a sword from the giant red Tori Gate, like a certain man of legend pulling a sword from the stone. This action ignited all of the thousands of seal paper that covered it. The gate cracked in half, and then burst into flame. Underneath it, a pentagram-like occult looking seal the size of a basketball court began to shine. Purple fog gushed outward from the seal, and a swirling black miasmic void began to open up. 

Both the Third Raikage, and the remaining Mist-nin jumped away from the sudden emergence of this portal. 

The old man, meanwhile, fell towards it back first. He then began to speak, his voice took on a shockingly deep timber, thundered across the entire labyrinth, and was even heard across the entire island. 

“If the world shall not suffer my Uzumaki clan…THAN I SHALL NOT SUFFER THE WORLD!!!” 

The portal began to open wider and wider, as if something on the other side was forcing its way through. 

All of Uzushio began to shake, and the lower parts of the labyrinth began to sink into the ocean down below. The invading ninja started to panic, and started to flee like headless chickens. A few of the Jonin had the presence of mind to target Oden and the others, and moved forward to kidnap them. 

When Oden thought it was all over, the old man tossed the sword at him at lightning speeds. The tip of the blade claimed a drop of his blood, before transforming into a seal on his chest. He didn’t have much time to ponder this strange turn of events, as the portal had fully opened, and the world shook. Purple clouds blinded everyone, as they spread out of the labyrinth, and across the entire planet. A foreign, sickly aura permeated the air. This new energy was completely different to normal chakra, and felt like poison. 

When the clouds cleared, the elder was gone, and in his place stood a colossal skeleton. Standing at a height similar to-or perhaps exceeding-that of Gamabunta, it exuded an aura of terrible power. 

As soon as the bony monster-a Gashadokuro-Oden's mind idly supplied, emerged from the portal, countless other minor yokai, such as Oni, Kappas, and Tengu also entered the world. 

The skeleton clattered its teeth, and let loose with a horrifying laugh. A foul wind left its mouth, and the Jonin who were about to nab the group of Uzumaki children had their flesh bubble, and melt away as if it had spent a night in an acid bath. This calcified monster then turned its attention to the others, drawing aggro. 

Fear gripped Oden's heart like nothing before, yet he knew this was his chance! 

Glancing at the whirlpools, he knew that each escape led to a place near Hidden: Leaf, Rain, Waterfall, and Snow. 

He had a short amount of time to come to a decision…five minutes to be exact, if the elder's words could be believed! 

The easy answer was Konoha, but that guaranteed exploitation via Danzo, and a 100% chance of being experimented on by Orochimaru. As a handsome supermodel-tier teen, Oden didn't want to take his chances with the creepy snake. Besides, their alliance was with the Senju. A ‘clan’ composed of Tsunade, and her little brother. Random faceless villager 55 who may or may not ‘be related to the Senju’ doesn't count for shit! As far as Oden was concerned, the Hidden Leaf was a place where its founding clans, the Senju & Uchiha had disappeared without a trace. The Uzumaki could very easily follow in their footsteps! In addition to that, Hiruzen never informed Naruto about the significance of his clan, and raised that boy on old milk + ramen. This was a village where the Cursed Bird Seal was seen as normal, a founding clan was murdered, and unless you were a student of the First Hokage's line, there was zero room for promotion. 

Thus, Konoha was off limits! 

The only things Hidden Rain had going for it were its technology, and that it was defended by Hanzo the Slamander. As a powerful Kage tier ninja, Hanzo hated all the other major villages, and would likely empathize with the Uzumaki's plight. There was an angle to following him. However, Hanzo was also duped by fucking Danzo of all people, and would probably be susceptible to manipulation in the future. Putting his fate in the hands of a paranoid old man wasn't conducive to long life. 

Hidden Rain Village, sayonara! 

That left the only two valid options. Hidden Waterfall was genuinely hidden, and easily defended. Its leader was an Elite Jonin, and in a handful of years, the Uzumaki could become the dominant force. If pushed to the extreme, the Hero Water, which extracted an entire lifetime's potential could become a nasty superweapon in the hands of an Uzumaki. Blessed with cheat code levels of chakra, stamina, and life force, an Uzumaki might be able to spam Hero Water a dozen times before succumbing to its hyper aging after effects. 

Waterfall…was leaning towards yes! 

Then there was Hidden Snow. Across a stretch of ocean, and north of every other nation, it was possibly the most remote location in the Elemental Nations. Their tech tree included high speed rail, trucks, and shuriken launchers that were cranked to shoot like primitive machine guns. Also of great note was their chakra armor. It enhanced the chakra capacity of the user, and used their chakra as an energy shield. This shield was capable of blocking genjutsu, and ninjutsu. Oden had watched the movie for free on YT shortly before waking up in this deathworld, so his memories regarding this tech were fresh. 

Lastly, the Daimyo in the Land of Snow was a scientist who was genuinely kind, and had discovered a method to thaw out all the snow. Instead of answering to one of those greedy asshole Daimyo's, this one seemed like someone at least worthy of supporting (even if he did think it made no sense for people with super powers to be beholden to those who don't). 

At the moment, he was torn between Waterfall, and Snow. Determining where to go based on which whirlpool was closest, Oden didn't waste any more time, and took the plunge. 

As soon as his feet hit the water, he was sucked in, and the space time fuinjutsu spat him out half a world away. Suzuki and the kids were right behind him. 

Their future survival hinged on this pick. Oden just hoped he had picked the right whirlpool. 

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Meanwhile, the world outside of Uzushio had radically changed. Minor tears in reality blemished the land, and all manner of Yokai were pouring into the realm. City's, farmers, merchant caravans, none were safe from this sudden and unexpected invasion. The carnage wrought upon the Elemental Nations across the first hours after Uzushio's fall was absolutely catastrophic. 

Trade grinded to a halt, food production ceased, and towns became vacant. 

The Hidden Villages were no better off. In fact, some might say they had it worse. When the purple clouds released from the labyrinth spread across the world, and tore open minor portals everywhere, they also affected the integrity of seals everywhere. Specifically, the seals meant to contain the Tailed Beasts! 

Escaping their prisons, each and every Tailed Beast attacked their captors, bringing death and destruction in their wake. 

The world has changed, demons roam the land, and a new era has dawned upon the Elemental Nations. 

Woe to those who would attack the man who wishes for nothing but to be left alone. Woe to those who would harm the Uzumaki! 

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AN: Again, just an early taste of what is to come in February. It isn't a harem story, the main ship is with the taijutsu girl.

These are the final AU changes:

To spice things up further, Madara was 100% killed by Hashirama in the Valley of the End, we aren't doing any of that incarnation bullshit, the Second Kage from Mist/Stone (Gengetsu/Muu) didn't kill one another in the First War, Hiruzen + Danzo died during the Kyubi release, and the Tailed Beasts are straight up demons (yokai) as depicted in OG Naruto. 

Nerfs: Edo Tensai, Shadow Clone, Substitution, & Mangekyo Sharingan (they actually make you blind).