Naruto: I'm Nine-Tails and My Host is Kushina

Nagato couldn't believe it.

It turns out, all this time, he had been fighting the actual Nine Tails.

There was no such thing as a Jinchūriki in this case.

Kurama was the Nine Tails.

Although a tailed beast by nature, the being standing before Nagato had transcended both tailed beast and human.

Nagato could feel it in his soul.

This man was no ordinary force. Perhaps he was a true god.

Compared to this, his title of "God of Amegakure" felt like a joke.

Could he even win against such a being?

Nagato genuinely didn't know.

But giving up on the dream of the Infinite Tsukuyomi?

Impossible.

For that dream, he would risk everything.

"Shinra Tensei!"

Boom—!

Nagato unleashed a massive wave of repulsive force, pushing Shinra Tensei to its peak.

But Kurama didn't budge.

It was as if the attack never even existed.

He stood still, unshaken.

Suddenly, several chakra arms sprouted from Kurama, all targeting Nagato.

Five seconds.

That was all it took.

But in that span, Nagato felt like he was being hunted across dimensions.

He had never been this desperate in his life.

"Wood Release: Cutting Technique!"

Swish swish swish—!

Thick wooden branches shot out from Nagato's arms, trying to wrap around the demonic red chakra appendages.

Even Hashirama's cells weren't enough.

As soon as the chakra touched the wood, the branches bloomed into towering trees.

The Cutting Technique's offensive capability had completely failed.

Kurama stared him down, those cold, sharp eyes full of intent.

This was it.

The end.

"Shuriken Shadow Clone Technique."

Countless kunai flew through the air, raining down like a storm.

The number, speed, and direction made it impossible for Nagato to evade.

Fortunately, the five-second cooldown was up.

"Shinra Tensei!"

BOOM!

A dome of repulsion blasted out, sending the kunai scattering.

But Kurama had already moved.

In the instant the kunai were repelled, Kurama appeared before him.

A single foot of space remained between them.

Nagato's breath caught in his throat.

All those kunai… every single one was marked with the Flying Thunder God Technique.

Kurama could teleport at will.

The proximity sent a chill down Nagato's spine.

His pale face went even paler, like blood had left his body.

In the scorching desert, Nagato felt cold—freezing, bone-deep cold.

Kurama's presence exuded death.

For the first time, Nagato truly felt fear.

Death was real, and it was staring him down with glowing crimson eyes.

"Impossible... This can't be happening!"

Nagato screamed in defiance, but in that moment, he was just another body.

A lamb ready for slaughter.

Kurama's vertical pupils shifted, transforming into spiraling rings.

"Mangekyō Sharingan: Void Severance."

A spiraling vortex of warped space materialized.

There was nowhere to run. Not from this distance.

"AHHH—!"

With a scream, Nagato's body was shredded by the space distortion.

Blood and limbs vanished into the void.

Kurama's cut was precise.

Two orbs fell from the twisting space: the Rinnegan.

They gently rolled toward a sealed glass container in Kurama's hand.

The eyes dropped in on their own.

Nagato was dead.

So much for the self-proclaimed god.

"Tch, still too easy," Kurama muttered, brushing his hands off.

Reclaimed.

Those Rinnegan were never Nagato's to begin with.

They were Uchiha Madara's.

Kurama's thoughts wandered to that legendary anomaly.

Madara supposedly died fighting Hashirama Senju in the Valley of the End.

Yet he lived.

Thanks to Izanagi.

A technique that made illusions real and reality false. At the cost of one eye.

So technically, he should've been blind.

Yet he still awakened the Rinnegan.

Blind eyes awakening Rinnegan?

Bullshit.

Well, in the world of Naruto, one ingredient solved all problems:

Hashirama cells.

With that DNA in your system, Mangekyō didn't go blind, and impossible became possible.

Maybe Madara's other eye regrew into Rinnegan thanks to those miracle cells.

Whatever the case, Kurama now had the real deal.

He tucked them away, not sure how he'd use them yet.

With a smirk, he reappeared beside Konan.

"Master Kurama, is it done?"

She smiled, calm and composed.

"Yeah. Took longer than I expected. Hope you weren't waiting too long."

"No, just a little."

Her eyes drifted to Nagato's corpse.

So many memories. They had once walked the same path, she, Yahiko, and Nagato.

But somewhere along the line, he'd fallen off the deep end.

Twisted dreams. Manipulated beliefs.

Kurama placed a hand around her slender waist.

"Let's go."

Whoosh!

The two vanished.

Moments later, space distorted again over the ruined battlefield.

A swirling vortex appeared.

From it stepped a man in an orange swirl-patterned mask.

Obito.

Behind him, Zetsu emerged from the earth.

Seeing the carnage before him, Obito's expression twisted with rage.

"Damn it. I was too late."

Nagato's body lay broken. The Six Paths of Pain were scattered like discarded toys.

But most damning of all—

The Rinnegan were gone.

Gone.

Obito clenched his fists.

His face contorted behind the mask.

"Kurama... I underestimated you."

He had believed in the Six Paths of Pain.

He believed that Nagato—with the Rinnegan, Hashirama cells, and the entire Deva Path—was enough to capture the Nine Tails.

He believed wrong.

Nagato didn't just lose.

He got obliterated.

Now, Obito wasn't just frustrated.

He was scared.

Just how strong was Kurama?

He thought he understood him.

He thought he had accounted for everything.

But clearly, he knew nothing.

"Just how much are you hiding, sensei..."

Obito murmured.

"I'm getting more and more excited."

Zetsu's face dropped.

He didn't share the same enthusiasm.

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