Samsara

Rasengan.

An A rank difficulty ninjutsu created by the fourth Hokage, Namikaze Minato, in order to be the greatest attack when combined with Hiraishin after watching a Tailed Beast Bomb. A technique that is created with pure chakra through an extreme use of shape transformation. The only ninjutsu in existence that has no hand seals without being a bloodline limit. It is purpose was to be a technique that could be prepared in an instant in order to incapacitate the enemy without wasting time on hand seals. And all of this was without applying nature transformation to the technique, which was a difficulty that not even a genius like Namikaze Minato managed to accomplish.

All cool stuff that I would have loved to learn from a teacher who would help me throughout my journey as a protagonist.

Instead I had to deal with the technique getting too close to my face as it's creator tried to kill me.

Confused? Then let me explain.

First of all, my name is Uzumaki Nagato. Yes, the possessor of the strongest Doujutsu in the whole world and the one who would become the great Naruto villain Pain later on his life after getting rid of his NTR hairstyle from his childhood. And watching his best friend die in his arm while a guy trying to manipulate him kills all of his other friend except for one while they were busy but him getting rid of that haircut was definitely the greatest possible character development.

Which was later on ruined when he decides to sacrifice himself for a lofty dream of a blond protagonist right after the said protagonist admitted that had no fucking idea how to accomplish that dream.

What the fuck bro?

Anyways, as I have said, I am Uzumaki Nagato. Though I used to be a random schnuck in a modern world where Naruto world was just an anime. Then I died and woke up as Nagato, right after his parent got murdered by Konoha Shinobi who were robbing the house for a few cans of food and then killed them in blind rage with his trauma triggered god eyes.

So I died and woke up as a kid with NTR haircut in the middle of a blood bath. Good times.

My life after that was pretty similar to original Nagato. Went around in a land where death was an everyday occurrence, met Konan and Yahiko before finally getting Jiraiya the old pervy toad to teach us how to do ninja magic.

Unfortunately I had to keep NTR haircut during all of that since anyone other than Jiraiya seeing that I had Rinnegan, the doujutsu of the local god and messiah, I would end up with a guy trying to take them out like a lightbulb faster that one could say 'I don't consent'.

Things changed only after that, with me taking advantage of everything I knew about chakra and Rinnegan. Which was how I learned that I could absorb nature chakra with the Preta Path of Rinnegan out of literal air even while moving, though it took a while learning how to do it without turning to stone or a rage monster. Still, fun times.

I also remembered that these eyes of mine used to be the eyes of Uchiha, I destroy armies for giggles, Madara. They also used to be the eyes of his little brother but nobody cares about Izuna other than the fact he was the Uchiha with duck butt haircut before Sasuke.

Knowing that my Rinnegan used to be Madara's super OP Sharingan meant I had to try to find a way to use those abilities as well. And I did, sure I wasn't as good as Madara but I could still use all of his abilities, including Limbo, except for the last two stages of Susanoo. Mine could only go as far as giants without armor phase that his clones used against the five kages.

Though I could never make Rinnegan become normal eyes or even any stage of Sharingan. Arrogant eyes don't want anyone to not see their greatness I guess. So obviously I started to go around with a blindfold and just keep a few small chameleon summons with animals path around invisible so that I could see through their eyes. Have I mentioned Rinnegan is OP.

Also the act of wearing a blindfold also meant I could finally stop using NTR haircut which was a cause for celebration even if nobody understood what I was saying but Yahiko was supportive of it anyway. What a bro.

Anyway, after my bro Yahiko decided that he wanted peace in the world and created Akatsuki with Konan, who is totally not his girlfriend, so I followed after him. Sure Yahiko was bit of a moron and his dream of peace was ridiculous and not exactly my thing but he was still my bro. You can't leave a bro hanging, so says the bro code.

And for a while, I kinda felt like Yahiko's dumb dream could become true. I had them always wary of Hanzo and his Konoha fuck buddy Danzo, the people who joined us were loyal and ready to die for Yahiko's dream and we were all far stronger than our selves in canon would be during this time.

Together, we were the strongest.

So of course everything went to shit.

During one of my training trips, if knucklehead protagonists can have them then so can I, after killing some stupid monk with god complex; the members of Akatsuki were slaughtered.

An ambush by a combined force of Hanzo's elite ninjas and Danzo's emotionless drones. With enough numbers to destroy the Shinobi village of a minor nation. They had just managed to kill the last members as I finally got back.

Even now; Konan's dead face, marred with blood, and Yahiko's melancholic smile as he died in my arms haunt my dreams.

My rage had blinded me and I did what Nagato of canon universe did. I went after Hanzo.

The difference was that I didn't use six corpses in order to get to him, no, I walked through all of Amegakure with the rage of a god, no care for any collateral damage I caused.

When I was done with Hanzo, not much of Amegakure was left standing.

That's when Obito and Zetsu tried to get me on their side. Talked about how their plan would create a perfect world where I could be with Yahiko and Konan once more, a world where I would never lose them again.

I teared them apart as well.

I had little to no care for Obito's stupid 'solution' to our world, a plan he agreed simply because the girl he liked died. I had no interest in a fake world with fake friends. With a fake Konan and Yahiko.

And less said about Zetsu the better. I had even less interest in doing that overgrown weeds work so that he could go be a mama's boi.

After I was done with them, none of Amegakure was standing, neither were the nearby small villages.

But the worse part was the fact that the Akatsuki's death was my fault. A tidbit of info I had gotten out of Hanzo as I teared apart his disciples in order to get to him. The ambush was planned in order to kill me by a joint effort of Hanzo and Danzo.

Too strong I was, they decided. I was a threat to the status quo and the peace they decided. I was a demon they decided.

So I decided to show Danzo what happens when you mess with a demons family.

Which is how I found myself in this mess. A battle against Shimura Danzo, Sarutobi Hiruzen and Namikaze Minato. With a Rasengan barely missing my face.