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What a poetic last line, he thought - his conciousness was slipping by now. He was sleepy, and his head felt far too heavy for what it was worth. | What a poetic last line, he thought - his conciousness was slipping by now. He was sleepy, and his head felt far too heavy for what it was worth. | ||
He slowly faded into a drunken sleep... | He slowly faded into a drunken sleep... | ||
They called it death. | |||
With a serene smile covering his face, he collapsed, falling over. It would be not until daybreak until he was found... | |||
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With a gasp for air, he woke up. | |||
Nothing. All around him. | |||
Not just black, it was nothingness, almost condensed and dense enough to be sliced apart with kunai. Glancing down, he was garbed in the black clothes he wore before death, only devoid of blood and scarring. | |||
He was amazed. | |||
Running his fingers over his cheeks, he felt nothing unusual - no whiskers! And on his stomach, no scars, no bruises, nothing, not even his seal. Further down, he noted his fingernails were neatly shortened, which made him blush in shame. He was declawed now, and by supernatural force, not his own. | |||
Supernatural. | |||
It hit him, he had died. | |||
Died. Death. Unusual word, a bit sourly tastin, and more than a little bleak and gloomy. | |||
Where was he, now that he died? Where was the big, purple, clawed and still-fanged fellow who certainly lurked history books and was rumoured to await you after death? | |||
Naruto sat down. Feeling the ground with his hands, he felt it impossibly solid, yet jelly-like in texture. Raising an eyebrow, he wiggled his hands around, waving them without purpose. Somehow, the air itself felt evil and solid. | |||
He sniffed it. As if on cue, his gut twisted and turned, and inside his head he heard an maculate scream. | |||
And he waited. And waited. | |||
... | |||
Some time had passed since his arrival, when he heard something he could only describe as an audible sneer. Turning around, before him sat an immensely tall, black-skinned *something*, dressed in a plain white robe. | |||
Not only that, he was sitting in a chair as immense as he, behind a desk just as immense. | |||
Towers of paperwork stacked on the desk were quickly being emptied - h-... it clawed across the paper, and an incredibly bright blue light shone out. | |||
It lifted its head up at the boy. | |||
To get a sense of scale, Naruto compared him and his height to ten Kyuubi, but even that was little. | |||
His head was amazingly endowed with four eyes and a long, demonic tongue which came out of his gaping, incredibly sharp-toothed mouth. | |||
He had four arms, two on the desk and two behind, which the blond just noticed. | |||
Hooked on his two "outer" arms, were two incredibly pretty and pale women - one Naruto reckognised as Amateratsu herself! | |||
He was practically drooling at the scene. | |||
"Name, age and that shit," its incredible and horrible and booming voice demanded. | |||
Naruto's mouth was left ajar. | |||
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