Descent to Power

A four year child is running from the streets. People throw anything at him, from stones to various weapons. He cried for days non-stop as he saw those piercing eyes staring at him, wanting him to vanish from his very existence. "What did I do wrong?", he thought. The young Naruto was crouched at the corner of a street crying excessively. Hours passed he successfully got into the orphanage where some kids would throw hateful glares at him, sometimes bullying him excessively. Only time will tell when it would stop. He always wondered why people treated him this way. He prayed that someday, he would be saved by something, or someone else, paving way for making this misery disappear in his life for eternity.

Naruto slept that night with dried tears from his eyes. When morning came, some of the people in the orphanage would just ignore him, reluctantly giving him food. When he began to shove piece by piece into his mouth, other orphaned children glared at him. Some bullies have gone near him and threw his food down, making him hungry for the rest of the day. In order to evade the bullies, he ran outside the orphanage and he managed to avoid them all.

As he paced the streets, he saw those hateful glares again. Suddenly, an angry group of mobs have beaten him with their canes, not caring that the poor boy are bruised and wounded all over. A few hours passed, he was left lying on the street, too weak through walk over. With determination and strength, he managed to got up and ran, not knowing where to go.

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Two years have passed, he was now in the Academy. "Why did the Third agree to let this demon become a Shinobi?", a random parent of a child stated.

"Those hateful glares…. I see it again", Naruto thought. He made his way into the Academy and sat on one of the chairs. As he sat, he saw a raven-haired kid surrounded by several girls, shouting 'Sasuke-kun, Sasuke-kun". He was so annoyed by these antics that the raven-haired man decided to ignore them.

A few minutes later, a teacher arrived, introducing himself, "Welcome to the Academy. My name is Iruka Umino and I would be your instructor until you graduate. So, do your best and pass so that you may became a ninja. Now, let us start".

As Iruka started the lessons, Naruto was bored until he drifted off into a sleep. He was woken up when an eraser was thrown onto his head, startling him up.

"How many times do I need to tell you that you listen to your lessons", Iruka said angrily. Naruto then saw those glares that he remembered not so long ago. Reluctantly, he forced himself not to cry and just nodded on Iruka's command.

Days passed, he still hasn't made friends. Until one day, some kids named Choji, Shikamaru and Kiba befriended him. Now, he was extremely happy that he made new friends. Yet, even with this type of improvement, his classmates would always call him a dobe and even a failure. He was now known as a dead last. One academy student even managed to bump him on his should intentionally in order to let Naruto 'know his place'.

Now, it's time for you to spar. Sasuke and Naruto, please come forward", Iruka said.

"I'll surely beat you, Sasuke", he thought.

Naruto threw a series a punches and kicks to Sasuke yet he managed to dodge them. When Naruto kicked him, Sasuke disappeared into a poof of smoke, replaced by a wooden log. Little did he know that Sasuke was on his back, and before he knew it, Sasuke kicked him on his back. He fell to the ground and he was defeated.

"That's for you loser. You will never win against Sasuke-kun!", a fan girl shouted.

"Naruto, your kicks and punches are not good. Sasuke's are the best so I suggest that instead of playing pranks on other people, focus on your well-being first", Iruka said flatly.

Naruto slowly got up and he saw Sasuke gaze at him with an incredibly cold eyes of hatred. Classes have been dismissed that day, and Naruto, determined to make new friends, joined the test of courage by other Academy students, yet he was easily beaten up into a bloody pulp.

When he got home, he was surprised that there was the Third waiting for him.

"So Naruto, how's your day? Have you been doing well in the Academy?", he asked.

Naruto forced a grin and stated. "Well, of course. I've been doing well. What are you doing here by the way?"

"I was just checking you and because your allowance is running out, I'm giving you allowance, albeit higher this time."

"Thank you so much Jiji!"

The Sandaime smiled and he got out of the apartment as he said goodbyes with the hyperactive child.

"I'll make sure that the kid doesn't know who he was", he thought.

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Naruto was late in class and Iruka scolded him. As he made his way into his seat, he was tripped by a student.

"Why did you trip me?"

"I didn't trip you. You were the one being stupid. Oh, you are not only stupid and clumsy, but you are also a worthless, dumb person", Shiro stated.

"Enough you two!", Iruka intervened. "I have to admit it but he's right. Now, get out of the classroom as I don't want to see that stupid face of yours!"

Naruto didn't have time to argue and with that, he stormed out of the Academy.

"Why do the people treat me this way? What did I do wrong? Iruka-sensei, too. His glare is the same as those people. I pull pranks in order for them to recognize me. I guess it wasn't enough. Even jiji doesn't tell me who are my parents. I guess I'm really worthless at all"

Naruto didn't go home that day. As he walked, those glares are there again. He cried and cried while walking.

Night came he still wander the empty streets of Konoha.

"Oh, so there's the demon child!", a group of men shouted.

Upon hearing this, Naruto decided to run for his life yet the men were too fast. He was punched and brutally kicked upon in his guts. One of them stabbed him. Naruto pleaded to stop yet they weren't listening. As he was bleeding heavily, he pretended to be dead. As doing so, he felt those men left him. Weak though, he managed to get up and run. Not knowing where to go, he got out of the gates of Konoha and randomly went anywhere, just to get away with the very people who assaulted. Fear was now on his life and he was left tired and lethargic.

He was now far in Konoha. Bleeding heavily, he crawled and crawled. Desperately clinging to life, he continued to crawl towards a cliff. He saw silhouettes and at first, he thought there were people but he realized there weren't any. Thinking that he was safe, he continued. Tired and hungry, he crawled towards a nearby tree and sat down.

"I want to be strong. I want to be feared. I want to be powerful", he thought. He wanted to make the very people who made him suffer suffer. But how could he do it if he doesn't have power?

"I will not die like this!", he shouted.

He forced himself to stand up and held onto the tree. Now, this tree he leaned on was extremely tall and huge. It was otherworldly and the very presence of the tree is exceptionally overwhelming. With blurry vision, he looked up the tree and saw that it has a huge, glowing fruit. It fell down the ground and rolled near him.

Naruto picked up the fruit and he eyed it. The fruit is glowing with a bright white light. The fruit is as big as an apple. Weak and hungry, he decided to eat it. He had bitten it out hungrily and proceeded to swallow all of it. He continued to eat until there was no more.

Suddenly, he felt a strange sensation to his body.

"What is this?", he thought.

An overwhelming energy encompassed his very form. His blond hair became extremely long, it had reached the ground. He whisker marks disappeared, his complexion became pale. He grew two horns on his head. His eyes became a pale lavender in color and he grew a third eye on his forehead. The third eye has swirls and it has eight tomoe in total. And lastly, instead of his tattered clothes and wounds, it was replaced with an extremely long, white kimono with several tomoe on its rims (just like the one Kaguya wore). Underneath his kimono, he had a white hakama and he wore shoes that are pointed on its tips. Naruto's head ached and a thousand years worth of knowledge soured through his head. Armed with a slight omniscience, he declared, "Now's the time to make you suffer!". He levitated and flew amongst the mysterious dark skies of the night.