The Hidden Leaf Village was never meant to be silent.
But tonight, the wind carried whispers darker than any before.
Naruto paced on the rooftop of the Hokage's office, eyes sharp, sensing the unnatural weight pressing down on the village. His fingers itched — chakra pulsing erratically.
"Sasuke," Naruto called, voice low but urgent.
Sasuke appeared beside him, his Sharingan swirling like a storm ready to break.
"I feel it too," Sasuke said. "The Tailed Beasts… they're weakening. Not from battle, but from something else."
Naruto's jaw clenched. "Who would want to drain their power? The villages need those beasts, not just as weapons — but as protectors."
Before Sasuke could answer, a ripple tore through the air. A figure dropped into the clearing below — tall, cloaked, and moving with a sinister grace.
"Looking for this?" the stranger's voice was calm, cold. From his palm, a swirling orb of dark chakra hovered — pulsing, draining energy.
Naruto's eyes widened.
"Who… are you?" he demanded.
The figure smiled, shadows flickering across his face.
"I am the one who will unmake your world, one beast at a time."
Gojo crouched, eyes glowing, fingers tracing the contours of the containment chamber labelled PROJECT: KAKAROT.
"Whoever put you here was scared," Gojo muttered to the unconscious boy inside.
Suddenly, alarms blared.
"Get ready," Gojo whispered. "They know I'm here."
The vault doors exploded inward.
Luffy and Saitama stood atop the wreckage, Sukuna groaning in the distance.
Luffy looked at Saitama, still unreadable.
"So… you gonna teach me how to be this unbreakable?" he joked.
Saitama shrugged, bored. "I don't do lessons."
Suddenly, the sky cracked open.
A figure descended — glowing with radiant light and power beyond mortal measure.
The Admiral Kizaru had arrived.
The world was unravelling.
From the shadows of the ninja world to the depths of the seas, and the stars above mountains —
Energia was calling.
And every legend, every god, every cursed spirit, and every hero would have to answer.