The battered gates of Konoha stood silent.
Levelled stone and twisted rooftops lay in heaps where mighty structures had stood moments before. Smoke clung stubbornly to the torn skyline.
And Radahn was gone.
He had taken Rin with him — just as he'd intended from the start. No lingering presence, no chakra signature, no fading echo to chase.
One moment he hung above them as an unassailable titan, the next, the golden light that marked his armour withdrew like the tide, and the colossus was simply no longer there.
Minato stared up into the now-empty air, heart still pounding with the aftershock. The deep, thrumming aura was gone, and in its wake, the village seemed smaller — and more broken.
That silence, awkward and heavy, was the last thing Konoha heard from Radahn before the sun crept higher over the carnage.
"So, it finally comes. Ten years, is it?"
The voice cut through emptiness. No wind, no land, no sky, no sense of direction — just the vast nothing.
Here, everything was still.
Radahn stood in it.
Across from him, Floated-
Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki — the Sage of Six Paths —
Radahn inclined his head slowly, a deep, silent nod.
"I've waited enough," Hagoromo continued. His voice filled the endless space, weightless yet carrying unshaken authority.
"Ten years will go in a whim. But I trust you to keep our previous promise."
Radahn's gaze stayed level, unreadable, firelight thoughts flickering behind his eyes. He reached out only with his words, each syllable like stone set with care.
"Rest assured, keeper of this world… It will soon see salvation."
The sage's lips curved into the faintest hint of a smile — not joy, but the quiet satisfaction of one whose burdened path may, finally, find a lighter step.
Hagoromo's gaze sharpened slightly, not in judgment, but in habitual measure.
"Where will you be going?"
Radahn's massive shoulders shifted.
"To be honest," he rumbled,
"I don't know. It takes me where the world needs me. But I can return to once-visited worlds, should I need to… rest."
The Sage regarded him with something between a question and approval.
Hagoromo's eyes drifted downward — and there, lying lightly against the emptiness, was Rin.
Unconscious. Peaceful. Untouched by the battle that had just ended. She looked almost weightless here, as though the void itself conspired to spare her any burden.
"You will be taking this girl with you?" Hagoromo asked. His tone was even, but beneath it lay unspoken threads: protection, responsibility, and what Rin's future might mean.
Radahn's eyes lowered to her — the smallest softening in his battle-worn expression. He nodded once.
Hagoromo studied him for half a heartbeat more before allowing himself the rare indulgence of a smile.
"Safe travels."
Radahn turned without another word. Beneath his stride, the nothing rippled, and before him, the air opened into light — a vertical river of pure, molten gold.
It shimmered without burning, whirled without sound, and pulled gently outward, as though inviting rather than commanding.
He stepped toward it, the sleeping Rin still cradled securely in one massive arm. Her breathing was the soft rhythm of untroubled dreams, steady even here.
The closer Radahn came to the portal, the more it seemed to reflect not just him but countless other scenes; landscapes he had walked, battles fought, worlds in need.
One step from the threshold, he glanced back once at the Sage, nothing in his expression but the mutual recognition of men who understood their roles and the cost of playing them.
Then he passed through.
The golden light folded him in, giant and child alike, until there was nothing left in the void but the residual glow.
Hagoromo was now alone again.
He stood motionless for a long moment in the formless sea. Then, as if obeying a memory, his gaze lifted upward where, impossibly, a moon hung in the nothingness — pale, untouched, and watchful.
He stared at it as one might at an old friend who has seen the same wars and survived by the same silences.
Finally, the Sage of Six Paths closed his eyes.
Not in sleep, but in wait.
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Before departing to the unknown, Radahn did not go straight through the golden threshold.
Instead, he turned aside, as if pulled by a thought older than the world itself.
One step carried him into his personal pocket dimension — a sealed refuge, unseen and unreachable by any other unless he willed it.
It opened around him without sound: a vast field of wind-swaying yellow-green grass, stretching into rolling valleys ringed by timeless mountains.
The peaks caught the light like polished stone; at their feet rested a mirror-still lake, its surface reflecting the sky in perfect clarity.
The air was warm, crisp — untouched.
This place was neither the Elemental Nations nor any world a mortal chart could map.
It was a world of its own.
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The moment Radahn crossed into it, he was not alone.
A pale, long figure stepped into view between him and the far line of grass.
A woman, regal yet still as water: flowing silken white hair cascading to her waist, skin like fresh snow, and eyes of piercing lavender, serene yet all-seeing. She radiated a stillness that felt less like inaction and more like eternity at rest.
Those eyes met his — not with the heat of anger or vengeance but with the calm certainty of someone who had waited a long time to speak.
Radahn's brows lifted, a flicker of honest surprise breaking his iron composure.
His voice deepened into something almost uncertain.
"…So… you have awoken."
The woman — Kaguya Ōtsutsuki — let a small hint of surprise colour her otherwise perfect composure.
"I am shocked. There are worlds beyond my own," she said, her voice smooth as wind over still waters.
"So much to see… so much I was never meant to know."
Her lavender gaze locked onto his, and for the first time, a faint smile touched her lips.
"I should thank you, Radahn. Or should I say… General."
She tilted her head slightly, testing his reaction.
"…Or perhaps Hoshigami Enrai."
Radahn froze —
"It seems you've read some memory fragments—" he began, but she raised a hand in quiet interruption.
"Don't stress yourself, General." Her tone shifted into something silk-edged.
"I have… looked at your memories. Albeit barely but enough to understand the true spectrum of your journey."
Her eyes softened, strangely devoid of malice.
"And I should say… it has changed how I see the world."
She stepped closer, the grass bending under her bare feet without sound.
"Do not worry," Kaguya said with unshakable composure. "I hold no retaliation in my heart. I am not angry for the… loneliness the world- My son gave me."
There was an honesty in her words —
Radahn studied her face, as if searching for the lie… and finding none.
Before their stillness could stretch any further—
"Waaaaaah…"
A small, drowsy voice broke the moment in two.
Radahn turned, just in time to see Rin push herself up from a soft patch of grass, tiny fists rubbing sleep from her eyes.
Her hair was slightly tossed from slumber, her cheeks still pink from warmth.
She blinked once… twice… and then noticed the two towering figures standing close together against the embers of the setting sun.
Her lips curled into a sly, teasing smile.
"Mister… is she your wife?!" Rin chirped, voice high with amusement. "She is soo beautiful!"
"Hello Miss! I'm Rin! Your husband's student! Nice to meet you!"
"Hello Rin, I'm Otsutsuki Kaguya. Nice to meet you too."- Kaguya replied , not denying anything Rin said.
Then she eyes Radahn- "Sooo Misterrrr~ You kept it a secret, hehe!"
Radahn… visibly… trembled. Only for a heartbeat, but enough for the grass at his boots to shake with him.
He began slowly, carefully:
"No, that's not it, child, sh—"
"I don't mind," Kaguya's voice cut in, smooth and direct as a blade drawn under candlelight.
She smiled — actually smiled — at him.
Radahn's muscles tightened under his armour, and for the first time in a long while, he shivered.
Rin, barely holding back her giggles, suddenly froze — her eyes catching on something small beside the lake.
She darted toward it.
Nestled there, half-hidden in the grass, was a sleeping cat — but unlike any normal feline. Its fur bore bluish dotted markings and, swaying gently even in slumber, two long tails.
Rin reached down and scooped it up before Radahn could stop her.
The creature startled instantly.
"Nyaaaaaaa—?! What's going on?! Where am I, nyaaaaa!?"
Its tails fluffed, fur standing on end as its golden eyes locked on Radahn. Terror surged so fast it might as well have been instinct.
"YOOOOOOOUUU!!" it screeched, voice trembling. Within a blink it wriggled free and dashed behind Rin's legs, peeking out with pure dread.
Rin tilted her head. "Eh?"
The cat — the Two-Tails Matatabi — turned again and spotted Kaguya.
Kaguya's pale lavender eyes met the beast's feline pupils without a word.
Matatabi froze. Instantly. Utterly.
The fear was so palpable it broke into paralysis — ears flat, tails rigid — and then, as if its body simply couldn't contain the overload, she slumped in Rin's arms unconscious.
Rin giggled and hugged the limp Nibi against her chest.
Radahn's eyes narrowed ever so slightly at the scene, but all he said was:
"I leave her to you."
Rin's grin widened, and she straightened proudly.
"Aye aye, captain!"
Radahn straightened himself, his shadow stretching against the golden-edged horizon.
"...Anyway. Are you both ready to leave?"
Rin bounced on her heels. "Mister, where are we going? To another village?!"
Radahn's mouth curved faintly.
"None."
Rin blinked. "Then… where?"
Radahn looked past her, toward the far line where mountains brushed the clouds.
"To a new world."
Without further buildup, Radahn raised one gauntleted hand.
From the air itself unfolded a golden portal — vast, rippling, spilling light across the grasslands, as if the sun had been torn open.
Radahn stepped forward into it. His golden silhouette began to merge with the spinning edges of the portal.
Behind him, Kaguya's lips curved once more. Without hesitation, she followed, white hair catching the golden light for a brief, perfect moment before she vanished through.
Rin stood frozen, eyes wide, mouth open.
And then—
"Waaaiiittt! Don't leave meeeeeewwwwww—!!!"
Still clutching the sleeping Matatabi, she scrambled forward into the portal after them, steps pounding the grass, vanishing into the gold before it snapped shut with a whisper.
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[A/N: Guys , I'm happy to tell you guys A New World is coming! Don't worry about the Naruto world , I'll create a separate volume for it after the Trio has travelled to a couple of worlds, some short ; long. But don't worry they eventually will come back to Konoha one day with a Boom!]
[One last Question: Should I progress with Radahn's relation with Kaguya or just keep them separate? Please do give leave some comment so i can look at em.
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[And I'll put this Fanfic on a short hiatus because i'll writing my other novels , MHA: Pain and a dragon ball translation fanfic , so if curious, do check them out.]
[Should I Update the new world name in title?
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[Thanks Guys! And that'll be all, Kudos to everyone who stayed with me from the Start!]
[Volume 2 : Naruto End?]