Naruto: Two Worlds - United Destinies.

Sakura rushed through space, her fist clenched for a strike. Time slowed down - she saw Kaguya's eyes widening as she realized the inevitability of the attack. Chakra pulsated, ready to be released. The air around her hand trembled from the powerful concentration of energy.

"Now or never!"

The strike hit its mark perfectly. The goddess's horn cracked, her head jerking back sharply. The dull sound of impact echoed all around. At that same moment, Naruto and Sasuke, moving with perfect synchronization, darted at her from two sides. They moved so fast their figures blurred in the air. Their palms bearing the marks of Rikudo's power touched Kaguya's shoulders, emitting a dim glow of ancient power.

"It worked!" flashed through Sakura's mind.

But something was wrong. The seal didn't activate. Naruto and Sasuke continued holding the goddess, but nothing was happening. The marks on their palms slowly dimmed, losing power. A cold smirk appeared on Kaguya's face.

"Foolish children," her voice was full of contempt. "Did you think I would allow this technique to seal me again?"

Time stopped. Naruto met Sasuke's gaze - in both their eyes was the same realization: their trump card had failed. The space around began to distort, reacting to Kaguya's growing power.

"Fall back!" Sasuke shouted.

Naruto instantly created a dozen shadow clones that rushed at Kaguya. Sasuke activated his Rinnegan, the space around him bent, and the next moment they were next to Kakashi, who had been observing the sealing attempt from a short distance.

Naruto's clones attacked Kaguya from all sides, but she destroyed them one by one with precise, measured movements. Chakra explosions filled the air. This gave the team a few seconds to regroup.

"What happened?" Kakashi asked, keeping his eyes fixed on the goddess destroying another clone.

"She did something to the seal," Sasuke said through gritted teeth. "Looks like she found a way to block Rikudo's technique."

Kakashi felt the last remnants of Obito's chakra disappearing along with the Sharingan. His eye closed, leaving him with a feeling of helplessness. He clenched his fists, knowing that now he couldn't help his students at full strength. Naruto's clones continued holding back Kaguya, but with each second, there were fewer of them.

"Without the seal, we're left with only direct confrontation," Kakashi shifted his gaze to Sasuke. "Your level of taijutsu..."

"Yes," Sasuke cut him off, "if we can wear her down physically..."

Naruto clenched his fists: "We need to corner her. I'll create more clones for distraction, and the two of us..."

"Will catch her in a pincer movement," Sasuke finished. "She can't deflect attacks from two sides forever."

Sakura stepped forward: "I'll cover you if..."

"No," Sasuke sharply replied. "Stay with Kakashi. If something goes wrong, you'll be our reserve."

These words carried a cruel truth that no one dared speak aloud. Kakashi, deprived of Obito's power, and Sakura, despite all her strength, were now mere spectators in a battle of gods. Their intervention would mean only meaningless sacrifices - pawns trying to stand in the way of a queen. Sasuke understood this. So did Sakura, though every cell in her body screamed to rush to help. A shadow flickered in Kakashi's eyes - a silent acknowledgment of his own powerlessness. Just minutes ago, he was an equal in this battle, but now, with the Sharingan's power faded, he had become an ordinary mortal forced to watch a clash of titans.

Naruto's last clone dispersed in a cloud of smoke. Kaguya turned to them, her white eyes glowing with cold fury.

Naruto and Sasuke exchanged glances. Without words, without unnecessary gestures - years of fighting side by side had taught them to understand each other with half a look. They simultaneously broke into movement, rushing towards their target.

Kakashi tensed, watching the events unfold. He saw his former students begin their new attack. Naruto lunged forward first, delivering a series of quick strikes to Kaguya's body. The goddess deflected the attacks but was forced to retreat under the pressure. Sasuke, using his partner's distraction, came from the side, his fist whistling through the air a millimeter from the opponent's head.

"Hold the perimeter!" Sasuke shouted, and Naruto instantly created shadow clones, surrounding the goddess in a tight ring.

Kaguya accelerated. Her movements became sharper, more precise. She dodged strikes as if predicting them, but didn't counterattack. Naruto and Sasuke continued pressing, their bodies moving with synchronization honed by years of training. When one attacked high, the other struck low. If Kaguya evaded one hit, she immediately faced a series of others.

Sasuke activated his Sharingan, analyzing every movement of his opponent. Something in the goddess's defense seemed wrong - too many open zones, too obvious gaps in her guard. But there was no time for reflection. Naruto landed a devastating blow to the solar plexus, and for a fraction of a second, Kaguya lost her balance.

They attacked simultaneously. Naruto from above, aiming for the neck, Sasuke from below, targeting the knee. From the force of their combined strike, Kaguya flew back several meters but landed on her feet. A slight smile appeared on her face.

"Damn it," Sasuke exhaled, realizing the trap too late.

The air around them thickened, filling with a deadly web of chakra threads glowing with a bluish light. Naruto felt the first cut on his cheek - a thin line of blood appeared on his skin. A moment later, the chakra blades descended in a torrent.

They cut everything - skin, muscles, clothing. Deep cuts covered every inch of their bodies. Blood flooded their eyes, making it hard to see. Sasuke tried to activate Susanoo, but the blades penetrated even this defense, leaving deep furrows in the purple energy shell.

Naruto created a protective layer of Kurama's chakra, but even it couldn't completely stop the endless flow of cutting threads. Each breath was a struggle - the deadly network was slicing even the air in their lungs.

Then came pain of a different kind. Kaguya's psychic attack hit their consciousness like a hammer on an anvil. A firework of agony exploded in both shinobi's heads. The image before their eyes blurred, sounds merged into a continuous hum. Naruto felt his knees buckling. Beside him, Sasuke collapsed onto one knee, blood flowing from his nose.

"Did you really think you could match me?" Kaguya's voice sounded from somewhere far away, breaking through the veil of pain.

Behind their backs, a portal opened - a black hole in space, sucking in light. Chakra claws materialized from the air - massive, glowing constructs of pure energy. The first struck Naruto in the back, the second grabbed Sasuke by the shoulder. The claws dug into their wounded flesh.

Naruto tried to grab onto the ground, but his fingers, slippery with blood, couldn't find purchase. He saw Sakura rush towards them, her face distorted with horror. The chakra claws yanked them back with monstrous force.

"Naruto! Sasuke!" Sakura's scream cut through the air, but it was too late.

The darkness of the portal swallowed them. The last thing Naruto felt was the taste of blood in his mouth and the cold of the void pulling them into the unknown. His fingers instinctively reached for Sasuke, trying to grab onto his friend in this whirlpool of darkness. Even now, on the edge between worlds, these two remained true to their nature - one reaching for the light of friendship and bonds, the other closing in on himself, preparing to face any danger alone.

They were like day and night - Naruto, who grew up in solitude but never lost faith in people, and Sasuke, who lost everything and closed his heart to the world. One drew strength from bonds with others, the second - from the power of his own hatred. And now, as reality was falling apart around them, this fundamental difference showed especially clearly. In the last moment before consciousness left them, Naruto thought of those he left behind - Sakura, Kakashi, friends from Konoha. Sasuke, meanwhile, focused on a single thought - to survive to complete his path of revenge.

The portal collapsed, leaving behind only emptiness and the echo of Sakura's scream. None of them knew that fate was preparing them for a trial that would change everything forever - a world where their strength and beliefs would clash with completely different laws and truths.

***

In a dimension lying beyond known worlds, two figures watched the unfolding battle through a tear in the fabric of reality. Crimson lightning occasionally pierced the endless darkness, illuminating shards of mirrors floating in the void, reflecting thousands of different worlds.

They were like two opposites frozen in an eternal dance of power and submission. The first radiated ancient, primordial evil - the kind that is born in the darkest corners of the soul, feeds on fears and despair, tempts and breaks. Every movement, every gesture seemed to mock the very concept of morality and virtue. Space itself seemed to distort, as if reality couldn't bear the weight of his existence.

The second figure, wrapped in a cloak, was the embodiment of cold calculation and restrained power. Her movements told a story of multiple losses and betrayals that had turned what was once a living heart into an instrument of manipulation. She held herself straight, with the dignity of a puppet aware of the strings pulling it but no longer able - or willing - to break them.

"Don't make a mistake in your calculations, dear." the male voice threatened, and in the words echoed thousands of sealed deals and broken destinies.

The woman raised her hand - a gesture full of grace and the power of ancient knowledge. Kaguya's portal began to distort, submitting to an invisible force. In this simple movement was written the history of countless experiments and violated laws of nature.

"The portal coordinates have been altered flawlessly," she answered coldly, watching as Naruto and Sasuke disappeared into the twisted space, carried away to somewhere completely different from where Kaguya had planned. In her voice was the weariness of a being who had played with the fabric of existence for too long.

"Excellent, you've done splendidly, as always," the man said, and in these words was a smile that carried the chill of the grave. The smile of a being accustomed to getting what it wanted, regardless of the price.

The female silhouette trembled slightly - a barely noticeable movement betraying remnants of humanity in what had long ceased to be merely human:

"I simply fulfilled my part of the bargain."

The tear in space slowly sealed, leaving them in complete darkness. Only a dim crimson glow continued to pulse, like the heartbeat of evil itself, marking the beginning of a game whose rules were known only to these two mysterious figures - beings whose true nature could make even the most powerful gods shudder.