naruto rebirth

In Nagato's vague memory.

Thunderclouds rolled in the sky, and raindrops intertwined irregularly in the sky and fell.

Under the rain curtain is a simple hut. Although the hut is simple, it is very warm. It is a warm home that was built with great difficulty in the war.

They meet here, they grow up here, even if life is hard, there is laughter and laughter.

This is a family of four, three children and an older white-haired young man.

The three children were of the same age and had the same life experience. They were all orphans in the war, and the white-haired young man was a ninja of Konoha. He took the initiative to stay, protect them during the war, and teach them how to survive.

On this day, Yahiko and Konan had not returned yet, so Nagato returned to the hut first, sat on the wooden board at the door, and stared at the rain curtain in trance.

The memory is blurred here, and Nagato only remembers what he seemed to have said.

Then the white-haired young man suddenly became excited and said: "It's a good idea, maybe it is. Haha, Nagato, thanks to you, I can write a good book now."

Nagato looked at his teacher with a confident smile on his face, and his eyes shone with Naruto's sparkle.

"Then, first we have to decide on the name of the protagonist."

Nagato saw the teacher staring at the bowl of ramen on the table and heard him saying to himself: "Well, let's call him Naruto."

Naruto, yes, this name is the name of the protagonist in the first novel written by Jiraiya-sensei. And what exactly is the inspiration I brought to sensei?

Nagato pressed his painful head with one hand and stared at Uzumaki Naruto and Jiraiya with his samsara eyes.

There was a voice inside calling him, asking him to agree to Naruto's request and join the Myojin Sect.

However, Nagato did not comply, but continued to insist. After thinking for a while, he said: "Uzumaki Naruto, there is one more thing you have not made clear."

"Brother, please speak." Naruto responded.

"If we win after fighting Hiru and the forces he represents from outside, will the ninja world return to its original state?"

"What I'm worried about, senior brother, is that after the ninja world has eliminated the powerful enemies outside, it will fall into internal strife. Will there never be true peace?"

Nodding, Nagato said: "From ancient times to the present, mankind has never had true peace. Are you sure that after that, the ninja world will really enter a peaceful era?"

Uzumaki Naruto was also thinking about this issue. If the ninja world wants true peace, all disputes must be resolved. After a long time, he said: "Brother, just watch me, and I will prove it with actions."

Nagato looked at him deeply, "I can join you, but if the war ends and the ninja world returns to its current situation, I will definitely establish Akatsuki again and guide the world with pain.

Because I seem to have seen clearly that as long as we live in this cursed world, peace can never truly exist. "

Naruto Uzumaki's eyes suddenly fell on the book in his hand, "Then, it's up to me to break this curse. As long as peace really exists, I will seize it and I will not give up."

The firm voice was like a giant hammer, hitting everyone's hearts. Everyone could feel Naruto's unshakable determination.

Nagato's whole soul even trembled, "That line of yours"

The hand he pressed on his head seemed to be harder. This sentence was so familiar, as if he had said it before, and Jiraiya also recalled this sentence written by himself.

"Yes, what I just said are lines from this book," Naruto opened the Root of Shinobi. "Jiraiya-sensei hopes to use this book to change the world, and I have said before that this book The inspiration comes from you, senior brother. It was this sentence that made the teacher write this novel."

Nagato's hands were trembling slightly, and there was pain in his head.

The pain suddenly dissipated and he finally remembered

The misty misty rain stretches endlessly.

A teenager and a young man with white hair were sitting outside the house.

The young man asked: "Teacher, what do you usually hide and think about?"

The young man looked up at Yanyu and said: "This world is full of wars, and hatred is spreading. I always wonder how to change all this, and what peace is. I want to know the answer."

The young man frowned deeply, and suddenly heard the teacher next to him laughing again: "If the teacher doesn't find the answer, then I'll leave it to your reincarnation eye."

Hearing this, the young man nodded heavily.

Time flies, three years have passed.

Accompanied by the young man, the three of Nagato have grown tremendously both physically and mentally. The young man has never forgotten to think about the difficult problem of the year.

On this day, Nagato found his teacher again alone.

He sat obediently outside the house and said, "Teacher Jiraiya, I have been thinking about the hatred in this world."

"Oh, is there any good way?"

Nagato's eyes reflected the rainy scene outside and said: "I don't know the way to achieve peace yet, but one day I will break this curse. As long as peace really exists, I will seize it. Compared to In terms of methods, what is more important is the power of belief.”

Hearing this, the white-haired young man suddenly became excited and said: "It's a good idea, maybe it is. Haha, Nagato, thanks to you, I can write a good book now."

Nagato looked at his teacher with a confident smile, and his eyes exuded a strong light, which was dreams and hopes.

"Then, first we have to decide on the name of the protagonist."

Nagato saw the teacher staring at the bowl of ramen on the table and heard him saying to himself: "Well, let's call him Naruto."

Nagato finally remembered that those were indeed what he said, and they were also his original dreams.

"One day I will break this curse, and as long as peace truly exists, I will seize it."

This sentence kept circulating in his heart. Nagato's Rinnegan stared blankly at Jiraiya and Naruto in front of him. Why was he the only one who had forgotten his dream?

Both master and junior disciple have always believed in his words and used his words as motivation to implement them firmly.

“More important than the method is the power of belief”

Yes, more important than method is the power of belief. After Yahiko's death, Nagato himself no longer believed it.

Nagato's eyes moved to Jiraiya, the teacher who had always believed in him.

"Maybe you are the reincarnation of a sage. I think there is an idea of ​​​​entrustment from a sage in your eyes. I once received a prophecy from a certain sage that my disciples will bring huge changes to the world of ninjas, and I, It’s the one who guides the change maker.”

The former teacher put a hand on the top of his head and touched him hard, just like the teacher in front of him touched Naruto now, and said: "I believe that person is you, and I also believe in you."

Nagato's eyes narrowed and he stared at Jiraiya with some confusion. He still remembered what the teacher said before when he came to the Rain Ninja Village and saw that he was the leader of Akatsuki.

"Instead of using pain to guide the world, I hope you can use the power beyond pain to guide the world."

At that time, I wanted to kill the teacher, but the teacher probably believed in him from the bottom of his heart.

When one has forgotten his dream, others still believe in his dream. This feeling is particularly regrettable.

The defense built up in Nagato's heart completely collapsed at this moment, and both pain and hatred disappeared.