Naruto Multiverse

The man in golden armor stood on the barren landscape of the moon, his presence a sharp contrast to the serenity of the place. His golden armor shimmered under the cold, distant light of the stars, reflecting a subtle aura of power. As he walked toward the woman, his footsteps made no sound, almost as if the moon itself did not dare disturb the moment.

The woman, surrounded by an array of ancient books, appeared to be lost in her studies. Her face was serene, her beauty transcendent, and yet there was a sense of quiet danger emanating from her every movement. The books themselves seemed to tremble as if aware of the immense power she held. As she sat there, it was clear that she was no ordinary being—her very presence was commanding, though calm.

The guard, a man clad in vibrant green chakra armor, immediately sprang into action, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. His posture was defensive, as if anticipating an attack, and his hand hovered near the weapons at his side.

"Who are you, and what do you want with my master?" The guard demanded, his voice filled with authority.

The man in golden armor remained unfazed, standing tall with an air of unshakable confidence. "I am here to give you what you want. Look at me and you will understand," he said, his tone calm yet filled with unspoken promises.

The guard's instincts screamed for him to act, to strike, but before he could make a move, a soft voice stopped him in his tracks.

"Toneri."

The word carried a delicate but unmistakable power. It was the voice of the woman, the one whose mere presence had already frozen the air around them. The guard's hand dropped as he stood still, respecting the command in her tone.

The woman rose from her seat, her movements graceful and fluid, almost ethereal. Her dress—black with the insignia of the Sage—flowed around her like a shadowy mist. Her regal walk was mesmerizing, a quiet force that commanded respect without the need for loud words or threats. Even the moon seemed to pale in comparison to her presence.

The man in golden armor watched her with a mixture of admiration and caution. He knew beauty when he saw it, but he also knew this woman's power, and he wasn't foolish enough to underestimate her. There was a silent acknowledgment between them that neither was truly ready to strike unless it was necessary.

As the woman reached the armored man, her gaze locked onto him, her eyes gleaming with an unsettling intensity. She raised her hand, and with the gentleness of a touch, her fingers brushed against his cheek. Her touch was delicate, but there was a weight behind it—one that felt as if it could shatter worlds if she willed it. The man didn't resist, though a small flicker of unease passed through him.

"Who's the wench that bore you?" she asked, her voice sweet, but dripping with something darker. The question was casual, as if she were asking about the weather, but the venom hidden beneath was unmistakable.

Without thinking, the man replied, his voice unconsciously laced with defiance, "Someone better than you."

The moment the words left his mouth, the world seemed to freeze. A slap, sharp and precise, echoed through the emptiness of space. The impact was so powerful that the man felt his entire body jerk sideways, his feet losing contact with the ground as he was forced to stabilize himself in space to avoid being sent tumbling across the cosmos.

"Ah, I am sorry for that, but you really need to learn some manners, child," the woman said, her voice soft, almost teasing, but there was a terrifying edge to her words. She didn't seem to care about the consequences of her actions, and the man understood that her patience was thin. "Now, where is my beloved?"

Her eyes, glowing with emerald energy, pierced into him with an intensity that made even the cold expanse of space seem to shrink. There was an obsession in her gaze—something far darker and more consuming than anything the man had encountered before. It was a dangerous fixation, one that could easily overwhelm anyone who dared to provoke her further.

For a moment, he hesitated, looking towards the distant planet, seeing it thrive. He could sense the woman's power, but there was no immediate threat to the world, no chaotic eruption of destruction. Still, he couldn't help but feel a tinge of fear for the woman's sanity.

'She's sane enough not to destroy the world,' he thought to himself, trying to reassure himself. Yet, the lingering sense of impending doom gnawed at his mind. 'Father, I apologize, but this is for your own good. Mother, I apologize for bringing this calamity over you, but I believe it shouldn't be too dangerous.'

Toneri knew that he was walking a razor's edge. The woman before him had the potential to unravel everything with a single misstep, but for now, the cosmos remained intact. His role was clear, but the consequences of each decision would weigh heavily on him, and perhaps, on the entire universe.

The atmosphere around Naruto was thick with tension as he looked at the unsettling scene unfolding before him. The battle had taken a toll on the Gorgon sisters, their bodies littered with arrows, their once powerful forms now weakened and bleeding from countless wounds. The mountain was a graveyard of fallen hunters, their lifeless forms scattered across the rocky ground. Among the carnage, the body of Artemis lay in the center, her once regal form now reduced to a lifeless husk with a blood-red spear lodged deep into her skull. The sight was something Naruto had hoped never to witness, a grim reminder of the harsh reality of their world.

As he approached the fallen Gorgon sisters, his heart sank at the sight of their injuries. Stheno and Euryale were sitting back-to-back, exhausted and wounded, their faces drawn with fatigue and pain. Despite their dire condition, there was a flicker of relief in their eyes when they saw him. Their friendship and the bond they shared were clear, and it was this that spurred Naruto's determination to act.

"Stheno, Euryale, are you okay?" Naruto asked, his voice laced with concern as he knelt beside them, placing his hands on their shoulders. He could feel the tremble of their bodies, the exhaustion seeping through their every breath.

Stheno, her voice weak but filled with warmth, gave him a tired smile. "Naruto, I'm so happy to see you again. I thought I would die before you made it here."

"Relax, I'll heal you both," Naruto replied reassuringly, his energy flowing through them as he began to channel his chakra. The warmth of his healing energy spread through their bodies, mending wounds and easing the pain that had consumed them. It was a long process, but Naruto didn't mind. These were his friends, and nothing mattered more than their well-being.

As he worked, Euryale, still holding onto a green bow, handed it to him. "Here, this is yours," she said with a mischievous grin. "You should have it now. We're heroes, after all. We defeated an Olympian. Can you believe that?"

Naruto accepted the bow, feeling an immediate connection to it. The bow resonated with his elemental affinity, its energy aligning with his own. "Thank you," he said, his voice sincere. "But you both need to be more careful with your lives. I wouldn't be happy if you died on me."

Euryale giggled, her excitement palpable despite her injuries. "Hehe, I'm just happy you're pleased with the gift. It's been so long since we've done something truly heroic. We didn't just bully some demi's for once!"

Naruto chuckled at her enthusiasm, his gaze softening. "It's awesome, and you should be proud of it," he said with a smile, lightly pinching Euryale's cheek.

"Can you be quiet? Let me heal in peace," Stheno muttered, annoyed by Euryale's constant movement, which only caused her more pain. "We can talk later."

Euryale rolled her eyes but nodded, and the three fell into silence as Naruto focused on healing them. The atmosphere around them was eerily calm, a stark contrast to the battlefield that surrounded them. The air was thick with the remnants of death and destruction, but Naruto remained focused on his friends, unwilling to let anything distract him.

As he continued to heal them, he took the time to absorb the power from the green bow and the gloves Euryale had given him. It was a slow process, but one that he was familiar with. The artifacts resonated with his soul, merging with his chakra and transforming into pure energy. Naruto felt the surge of power within him as the energy rebuilt his chakra system, strengthening it beyond what it had been before. The transformation was painful, his body burning with the intensity of the change, but he pushed through it, knowing that he was getting closer to his true potential.

An hour passed before he finally finished, his body drenched in sweat and his muscles aching from the exertion. But there was a sense of accomplishment in the air, as if he had taken another step toward completing himself. His chakra system had been remade, and with it, his connection to the energy of the world had grown stronger.

"I didn't know how much I missed my chakra until now," Naruto thought, his emotions rising as the familiar power surged through him once again.

Stheno stood up slowly, sensing something had changed. "What happened? Did something go wrong? I can't feel our energy anymore." Her voice was filled with worry, and she hurried towards him, her expression concerned.

"Nothing went wrong," Naruto reassured her, taking her hand and allowing her to feel the strength that now coursed through his body. "I just remade the energy system that I originally had. You might not be able to sense it, but you can feel that I'm stronger now."

Stheno's eyes widened slightly as she squeezed his hand, realizing just how solid and unyielding it felt. "That's good. You had me worried," she said with a relieved smile.

"I apologize," Naruto replied, feeling a bit guilty for not informing them about the changes that had taken place. He didn't want to cause them unnecessary worry.

Before Stheno could say anything else, Euryale playfully interrupted, her voice lighthearted as always. "Hey, hey, don't forget about me. I'm still here, and can we get our reward now?"

Naruto couldn't help but smile at her antics. "I didn't forget about you. What do you want as a reward?"

Euryale grinned mischievously. "Well, I want something fun! A little something for my efforts, of course!"

Stheno, however, was more thoughtful, her gaze flickering to Gaia, who sat perched on Naruto's head. She considered the situation for a moment before her expression shifted to one of quiet resolve. "We want to be your maids and serve you once you take the throne of Olympus."

Naruto blinked, surprised by her request. He had never really considered the idea of taking the throne. Who would be worthy of it? Would anyone else be able to bring order to the chaos that reigned over Olympus? The thought lingered in his mind, and he realized that the only way to ensure peace would be for him to take control.

"Okay, but you don't have to really work," Naruto said after a pause, his voice softening. "You're my friends, so you could have just asked to stay in the palace."

Stheno smiled, but there was a glint of something deeper in her eyes. "We want honest work. It's boring without a purpose."

Before Naruto could respond, a sudden pressure filled the air. He sensed danger before it even came to fruition, and in an instant, he erected a golden barrier to protect them from what was coming. Large needles, crackling with intense energy, slammed into the barrier with tremendous force, threatening to break through.

Looking up, Naruto saw a woman standing above them, her presence overwhelming and otherworldly. She was masked, her eyes the only visible part of her face, and her body was adorned with golden armor that covered her legs and arms. In her right hand, she held a golden scepter, and two lances floated ominously behind her. Her feet were sharp like blades, and she exuded an aura that was both familiar and terrifying.

"Who is she?" Naruto wondered, his mind racing as he felt an inexplicable connection to her. There was a piece of his power inside her, but it had been twisted into something far more dangerous than anything he had encountered before.

Gaia, ever perceptive, provided the answer. "It's Hera."

Naruto's heart sank as he recognized the name. Hera—queen of the immortals, a being of immense power and unyielding will. The confrontation with her would be unlike anything he had faced before.

Hera's voice echoed coldly across the battlefield, her words laced with a bitter mix of anger and righteous fury. "Naruto, we feel you are a good person, so let those wenches die for the sin of killing our child." Her gaze was piercing as she looked down at him, towering not just physically but metaphorically. Her golden eyes were filled with contempt, and she had no intention of letting the Gorgon sisters live.

Naruto stood his ground, his expression steely, his anger rising at Hera's words. He could feel the rage boiling inside him, not just from Hera's actions but from the injustice she represented. "I can't allow that," he said, his voice steady but laced with determination. "You may feel that way, but I don't have anything good to say about you. You owe a blood debt to Hercules, and I will fulfill his wish."

Naruto stepped forward, his body cloaked in a powerful golden chakra, but this time, there was a noticeable change. A faint green and black hue danced within the golden light, creating a cloak of solid and malleable energy. His chakra, now more potent than ever, surrounded him like a second skin. Over the past battles, he had learned to meld his chakra with his combat style, turning it into an armor that enhanced both offense and defense.

"You would go against us for those monsters?" Hera's voice was incredulous. "Have you gone insane?" Her disbelief was palpable as she prepared for a counterattack. Without warning, she hurled one of her lances at the Gorgons, the projectile moving at blinding speed.

But Naruto was faster. His chakra cloak adapted, reshaping itself into a lance that intercepted Hera's attack, blocking it with an audible clash. The two weapons collided, and a surge of energy sent shockwaves through the surrounding area.

"You are the monster here," Naruto's voice was full of righteous fury, each word like a thunderclap. "They were forced into it, with hardly any choice, and they wish to change. But I don't see the same from you. Your daughter was there when I died. She knew it was my power, but she still denied my desire. She deserved to die. Let her stay in the Underworld for some time, and she might learn something from her uncle. But her father... he is a blood scum that needs to be eradicated. Why do you still support him when he raped you? Why do you harm the children for his misdeeds? Where is the justice, where is your fairness when it is your domain? Do you deserve mercy?"

With each word Naruto spoke, the pressure around him intensified. His chakra, already a radiant and oppressive force, began to leak out of him, destabilizing the very ground beneath his feet. The island around them trembled as if the earth itself was reacting to the boiling rage within Naruto.

Hera's expression shifted as Naruto's words cut deep. She was struck by a moment of doubt, her hands trembling as she held her scepter. There was a brief flash of clarity in her eyes, and for a moment, she wondered if Naruto was right. She had been trying to change, trying to make amends for her past mistakes. But deep down, she knew she had still been complicit in the cycles of violence that had plagued her family for generations.

The weight of the situation began to settle on her mind. "I've already been working on change," Hera thought to herself, her inner turmoil evident. "I deserve his mercy. I need to resist the temptation… I can't… I won't let this happen."

But just as Hera's resolve began to waver, she heard a command from Zeus. Her eyes turned pure white, the light from her scepter growing brighter as it consumed her mind. In that instant, her will was overridden. The golden needles that had filled the sky earlier returned, but this time, they fell like a storm of death. Hundreds, no, thousands of golden needles, each one infused with unimaginable speed and energy, hurtled toward Naruto with the ferocity of a lightning strike.

Gaia, who had been standing watch, immediately began to intervene, her energy spreading across the world's ley lines, preventing the chaos from spilling over and affecting the world at large. The battle was contained, but the danger remained high.

Naruto watched the golden needles descend toward him, but instead of flinching, he stepped forward, his body engulfed in a swirling vortex of golden chakra. He felt the familiar surge of power as he formed a giant Rasenshuriken in his hand. With a focused yell, he hurled the massive spinning sphere of chakra at Hera without hesitation.

The Rasenshuriken tore through the golden needles as if they were nothing, cutting through the sky and slamming directly into Hera's scepter. The impact shook the air, and a tremendous explosion of energy rocked the battlefield. Hera's barrier, made of pure gold, shattered under the force of the attack, and she was sent crashing backward, her body heavily damaged by the force of the blast.

"We will not forgive you for this insolence, child," Hera muttered through gritted teeth, her voice barely a whisper in the aftermath of the explosion. But despite her words, Naruto could see the flicker of realization in her eyes. She wasn't fighting for herself anymore. She was fighting for something far more dangerous.

Zeus's presence was now undeniable. He was manipulating Hera, pulling her strings from the shadows like a puppet master. The fight was never about Hera's will; it was about Zeus's power, his grip on his followers.

Naruto's frustration grew, and he bellowed, "Zeus! Why don't you stop hiding behind a puppet and fight me like a man?"

At that moment, Hera unleashed another wave of golden lances, spinning like razor-sharp projectiles heading straight for Naruto. But he didn't flinch. He was already moving, faster than ever before. His chakra avatar, now taking the form of a larger creature resembling Kurama, appeared behind him, charging forward to assist.

Naruto's attacks came in waves—chakra lasers and Rasenshurikens that Hera dodged with remarkable speed, her agility enhanced by the divine powers coursing through her. But then, Naruto sensed something. The interference was coming from above, and he knew it was Zeus pulling the strings once more.

"Enough!" Naruto roared, his chakra surging in an explosive burst. His body shot forward with a speed far beyond that of a mere mortal. His fist, empowered by the limitless strength of steam release, rocketed toward Hera's back.

The punch landed with a cataclysmic impact, sending Hera flying through an icy mountain before crashing into the cold sea below. The force of the blow left a massive crater in the mountain, and the shockwave echoed for miles.

Naruto stood tall, his breathing steady but his eyes filled with determination. "This ends now," he muttered under his breath, before turning toward his team. His gaze shifted toward the location where they had been successful, but the sight that greeted him was not what he had hoped for.

The children of Hermes, now fused with Naruto's power, lay in a twisted amalgamation of life and death. They had already become one with his energy. The moment was bittersweet, and Naruto felt the weight of it, but he didn't have time to mourn. His duty was clear.

He quickly moved toward his team, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

Beneath the cold, dark depths of the sea, Hera's once regal form was now a broken, battered shell. Her body, ravaged by Naruto's overwhelming attack, seemed to crumble as she floated helplessly in the water. Every inch of her being screamed with agony, the damage she had sustained too great to heal, the weight of her failures now consuming her.

But even in the throes of death, a voice echoed in her mind—a voice that was both familiar and terrifying. "You have done well," Zeus whispered coldly, his voice laced with condescension. "Now rest and let us take over."

Hera, though weak and shattered, felt a deep dread fill her heart. She had known for some time that Zeus was manipulating her, but this was the ultimate betrayal—her essence was being ripped from her body, absorbed without any resistance. The pain was unbearable, but she had no choice. The power that once made her a immortal, a queen, was no longer hers to control.

As her consciousness began to fade, she couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness. Hera's body, once proud and unyielding, now dissolved as her essence was consumed. There was no fight left in her—only the deep, empty feeling of being utterly powerless before the being who had always been her true master. Zeus had claimed victory, as he always did.

Zeus stood above her, his hand still gripping her heart, his cold eyes filled with contempt as he watched the last remnants of her struggle vanish. His form began to change, the golden armor encasing his body like a second skin, stronger than it had ever been before. His fingers twisted into powerful hammers, forged from the combined might of Odin's spear, Thor's hammer, and his own Master Bolt. The weapons hummed with a divine, destructive power that threatened to tear the very fabric of reality apart.

The transformation was complete. Zeus had consumed the essence of his allies and enemies alike, merging their divine power with his own. He was no longer just the immortal of thunder and lightning. He was an unstoppable force, a immortal reborn through the fall of others.

A dark smirk spread across his face as he stood in the sea, the waters parting around him. His mind focused solely on one thing: Naruto. He could feel the young man's energy from miles away. "Now," Zeus thought with a cruel smile, "let's take a shot at the kid. The game is only beginning for us, but it is the end for him."

He clenched his new hammer-like fists, the air crackling with energy, ready to strike. This was no longer just about divine rivalry; it was a game of supremacy, one that would determine who would reign supreme and who would be crushed beneath the weight of the immortals' ambition. And Zeus knew, as the newly crowned supreme force, that he would be the one to win.

With a thunderous crack, Zeus rose from the water, his eyes glowing with the power of the immortals. His sights were set on Naruto, and there would be no stopping him now.