Naruto: Child of Chakra

Chapter 191 – Child Of Chakra – Epilogue

"AAAA…. I AM ONE STUPID WOMAN! Why do I make myself go through this every year?"

"Push, Tsunade, push. You can do it." Monari shouted.

"Yes, dear, push. And let's not have another baby next year. Your body needs rest." He suggested to her.

"AAAAAAA…aaaa"

Monari came out from under the sheets, with a baby in her arms, "Shiro, look, your 10th child is a girl."

Shiroken happily picked the little blonde-haired and red-eyed girl, "Awww, she looks just like you, Tsunade. And now we have 5 sons and 5 daughters, perfectly balanced, as all things should be."

It had been 11 years since he had returned, the world was at peace, Shiroken had destroyed the Otsutsuki clan easily by now, as he was the master of multiple universes in his mission. He never really told anyone about that, just said that he was stuck somewhere. Kaguya, the only other world-destroying being was now a complete earthling, she loved chocolates and Saiken.

The world had changed, it was technologically more advanced, more connected and happy. Wealth was given a secondary priority, happiness was more important.

The Bijuu were loved by all, there were 9 horoscopes based on them, Kurama was a really popular baby name, Saiken was the world's biggest cake maker, getting a 5-star rating in all his shops. Chomei was the music king. Kurama was laid back, but much more tolerable. Gyuki was a teacher, along with Matatabi and Kokuo.

Isobu still loved fishing, as Son Goku still loved taking care of his jungle, especially the banana trees. Shukaku was a big builder, famous across the world.

Among the many people, now Itachi had married Izumi and they had a kid together. Obito too had married and had 2 kids. Shisui was the fastest, as he and Konan had 3 kids by now. Meanwhile, Naruto had married the silent girl Hinata.

Sasuke ignored Sakura and married Ino Yamanaka, his reasoning was that if he was going to marry someone without being in love, then it's better to marry someone really hot, that could at least bring him physical enjoyment. Not to mention, he soon fell in love as well, as Ino's open personality and a really seductive charm made him appreciate her.

Sakura had to settle with Sai, some kid who looked slightly like Sasuke. She said she was happy, but who knows. Other than them, Kakashi had married Yugito Nii, and both were happy. Jiraiya also had 2 sons by now, both were tall and had white hair, perverts not to mention. He had also published 15 more novels and 5 of them had been turned into successful movies.

Haku decided to stay single and dedicate his life to teaching kids how to cope up with mental problems. Zabuza supported him in everything, treating him like his son.

Rakumatsu and Chiyo had married as well, they were as shameless as ever, wearing matching clothes, going on dates, kissing in crowds. Monari too had her second child, a girl. Shirajin was really happy with her.

Not to mention, Shirajin was 17 and dated an older girl from Konoha, her name was Tenten. Monari didn't care as long as he was happy and didn't slack.

Life was sweeter than ever, and it wasn't just them, even the leftover otsutsuki had a cultural revolution, where they accepted Earth's culture. Now, it was a common sight to see an Otsutsuki marrying a normal human. Also, there were so many other races.

Shiroken used the Heavenly Transfer technique and upgraded it, creating a form of travel through portals for people across the universe. The one thing was common everywhere however, Shiroken was the god, the saint, the guide.

All God Tree had been destroyed by him, he even checked all planets to make sure that no seed was left. His strength didn't increase, as he had reached a limit. He was the Universe itself.

He didn't care either, he was happy.

♫Watashi was Chomei desu,

I am here to clear this mess.♫

♫Open your ears and listen to me,

It's life advice all for free.

My new album is coming soon,

the date is August 16th, at noon.♫

[LATEST ALBUM, CHILD OF CHAKRA, IN YOUR NEAREST STORES SOON…]

"SHIRO! Little Magnus is crying again, go and check on him." Tsunade's voice came from the kitchen. As Shiroken had a physical body now, he enjoyed food like anyone else, this was why she loved to cook for him.

Shiroken sighed and turned the television off, "Haha, Chomei is getting really famous these days," Then he picked his 9th son in arms, "Now now… don't cry, dad is here. I named you after a really strong boy, after all."

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[A/N: My lovely readers, it was really fun to write this, a bit slower but finally, we reached the end. Thank you for staying with me.

I want to end the HP fic first before I start anything else. Once HP fic ends, Marvel will get two chaps a day, while a new fic, a sequel of sorts of HP fic will start.

Ragnar will be in Game of Thrones world. It will be a small fic though, probably 150 chapters.

Once again, my deepest thanks for your support. You guys have no idea how much writing has changed my life. And I hope my writing keeps entertaining you guys.

Thanks to H_Alex for pointing out mistakes quickly.

Stay safe and healthy, drink more water, and have a great New Year.]

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[Continue below to read the first 2 chapters of my upcoming Marvel fic.]

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[Marvel: Mr President – Chapter 1. Come Forth Satan]

1978, New York City,

Hector King was a man in his 30s, with no close family or friends to speak of, paralysed from the waist down.

He was in the Navy SEALs since the early 1970s. But on a mission in Vietnam, a grenade landed near his team. Protecting his team, he tried to push them away and kick the grenade with a strong kick.

Simple to say, the strong was only the grenade, his legs were minced meat.

It exploded, and with that his legs too. On the good side, they handed him a Medal of Honour later on, but that was it. He had to take early retirement and spend time at home, legless, loveless and hopeless.

Living on the pension was easy, more so since he owned a small apartment building in New York City and got rent from there, god bless the previous King generations. Having no human dependent on him, his expenses were just on his medications and entertainment from time to time. He was into comics a lot, but then movies also became big and he watched them as well. The only dependent being on him was his cute little Husky, named Moony, whom Hector loved dressing up in cute clothes and basically treated him as his son.

The biggest problem for him however was that he was bored, tired and lonely, and all his attempts at dating had failed. Even Moony could do nothing more than howl and lick his face whenever he needed food. So, every once in a while, to pass time, he would go out on some random garage sales. During one of the many such boring days, he bought a book on a garage sale.

It was a weird book, that looked pretty old and gloomy for some reason. When reading it, he found it had the process of how to summon Satan and many other utterly dark things, such as how to bewitch someone, how to remotely kill someone with an accident, or how to suck away someone's luck.

Having nothing to do, he decided to joke around with himself. "Heh, let's make Satan a friend then."

He drew the circles of the magic on the wooden floor and put the meat he ordered as a sacrifice, it was top grade meat as he guessed Satan would want nothing less. He expected nothing at the beginning, just like the many ouija board games he played in childhood, but when the circle completed, it shined in bright light.

Hector was damn sure there were no special lights or spotlight in his apartment that could do this. So the possibility of the summoning spell being real rose in his mind.

This was when he found out, he fu*ked up. There was no way in hell he'd really want Satan to come. He still had a long life to live, a bit miserable, lonely and horny, but still.

"F*CK!" He cursed and tried to rub the paint away with his arms in hopes the destruction of the magical circle would end the magic. *THUD*

He fell from his wheelchair and looked utterly pathetic. The Circle kept on shining until it abruptly stopped. Hector slowly looked up as he sensed a presence looming over him, gazing at him with piercing eyes.

He was just a 35-year-old man, the military didn't train him for this. Simple to say, he would have shat himself if he wasn't constipating these days.

He tried to see the form of Satan, his gaze looking up from the floor, the first thing he saw was shiny formal shoes, then formal pants, then a suit? That confused him, he thought maybe Satan looked like a human.

But when he looked up, he cursed, "Holy Hell, YOU'RE A GOAT!"

"WOOF! GRRRRR…" Moony started showing his sharp teeth.

"Damn right, I'm the greatest of all time. And it's fiery hell, damn hell, but never holy hell. Good boy, here, eat this." The goat-man spoke like a normal human and threw a biscuit on the side.

"Woof!" Moony cutely barked and ran to eat. It was unknown if Moony had betrayed Hector or if he was bewitched.

To Hector's surprise, this goat faced multi-eyed being was smoking a cigarette and looking cool.

Hector, accepting the fuck-up, depressingly spoke, "Fine, send me to hell, Satan. It's not like I have any friends or work. I can't even remember the last time I talked with anyone other than the pizza delivery guy, bastard delivered a cold pizza even after the regular tips."

But the Goat… Satan seemed interested in something entirely different and offered him, "Ah, it's been a long time since I was summoned. You found my book? Good, what do you want? Riches? Women? Fame? Strength? Or perhaps, your legs? or… maybe a penis enlargement? All at the discounted price of your soul."

It turned out, this was like the crossroads demon. Hector, however, seeing he wasn't going to be killed, decided to make the best of it. He didn't need any of that. And so, his answer even shocked Satan, making that smug look disappear. "I… I want you to be my best friend."

Satan, after a moment of shock, smiled, albeit creepily. "Hahaha… All right then. I, Satan of the Multiverse, Grandpa's son and underling, shall be your friend."

And from there, the friendship that would last eternity started, all for the price of Hector's soul. But, neither of them knew that this friendship would change their life eternally.

Satan gave Hector his legs back so they could have fun, eat, play and relax. The two went on a world tour, of course, Moony with them. And it was not just a weekly tour, but a literal world tour, where they saw each and every street of every country. Satan did his job of sending souls to hell while at it. Hector and Moony were just riding along.

Over the years, Hector accumulated a lot of wealth from various stints he and Satan pulled together. Satan was a mischievous being after all, and it was in his nature to mess with people.

They visited all the beautiful resorts of Bali, the desert of Africa, the rain forests of South America, snowy lands of Antarctica to ride on penguins' backs. They even went to space, because Hector wished to see the Moon and Mars.

Moony loved the moon too much and even resisted leaving the giant rock. After some negotiations, Moony was satisfied by taking a moon-rock with him in his cute backpack.

Hector also brought back a huge rock sample from Mars and dumped it in front of Nasa's building. Those scientists were going crazy trying to find out how it reached there as Hector and Satan had a laugh.

They went on to eat the food of every cuisine ever made. They went to every single amusement park in the world. And slowly, they truly did become best friends. Hector also grew out of his introverted and depressed personality, becoming a funny, energetic and cool old man. Years passed and became decades, they still roamed the Earth as best buds. Moony, by the grace of Satan, lived way beyond his dog life-span.

But, a human body can only exist for so long. And even Moony passed away just before Hector was hospitalised. Due to this, Hector knew his time was coming.

[A/N: Imagine a long montage of cut scenes of Hector, Satan and Moony doing crazy things with Mr Blue Sky playing in the back.]

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Year 2021,

*BEEP* *BEEP*

Hector was on his deathbed, now 78 years old, ventilators and machines were attached to his body. But he was happy, he lived his life to the fullest with Satan as his best friend. They travelled the world, space, and even saw aliens.

But, like all mortals, his body too gave up. Not to weakness or illness, but to some crappy virus that had been ravaging the world. Satan, as written in the contract, didn't have the authority to save his life.

Satan arrived to see his dear old friend with a sad face, "My friend, angels and gods from heaven write poems about our bromance. You were the first mortal to see me beyond my looks. That I am not evil, my work is, something I have no power over as Father decided it. You were my first ever friend… and probably the last one too."

"I'm g-glad I found that b-book, S-Satan." Hector weakly murmured from his bed. With those words, the machines gave the flatline noise. His eyes lost their shine. He was dead.

Then, the magical things happened. Slowly, from the dead body of Hector, a translucent shape rose up. It was identical to Hector, most likely his soul. But he himself didn't know.

He looked down at his own body, as doctors tried to revive him. But he was already dead. "*Sigh* Man, do I look ugly in this old body. I used to be so handsome back in the days. Legless, but handsome none the less"

He turned to look at Satan. "What happens to me now, and what about Moony?"

"Moony… haha… that good boy went to Dog Heaven. All dogs go to heaven." Satan replied, remembering the good boy he was so attached to for the past few decades.

However, Satan knew it, Hector's soul will be sent to hell for atonement and then back to the cycle of reincarnation. Sadness took over him, something that was strange to him as he never felt this way before.

But, he decided to do something crazy, "F*CK IT! You're my best friend, I can't let you die. Hector, I am appointing you as the Hell's Inquisitor, a position only under me."

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[Chapter 2. A New Adventure]

This was a shocking development, but Hector liked it, who wants to relive the pathetic human life again? Get born again, go through school life, find a job, love, and do the whole grind once again. There was no fun in that.

And from there, he took his new office in Hell as Hell's Inquisitor. It turned out, Satan was actually the second-highest-ranking person in Hell, there was another guy above him but he was rarely seen. By rarely, he meant billions of years. So Satan was in command.

Despite the envy of all Hell's ruling class, Hector worked hard and gained everyone's respect, eventually befriending them. Working as the hunter of evil spirits that become too powerful. He caught them and brought them to hell for judgement. He lived for a time beyond what he could calculate, and that had an effect on him.

In the whole process, his whole attitude took a turn, he became brasher, stronger in the head as well as body. He became a proud, funny, confident and no-nonsense man. Although he retained his human mind, he was like a mix of an angel and demon at this point.

However, after a long-long time, even this new job started to become boring. Satan too felt bored, as he had gotten used to having fun with Hector.

Seeing that their boredness was mutual, Satan came up with a plan, "Let's send you down again."

"NO! I don't want to be reborn again. If you just want to see me shit myself as a baby, I can do it for you here too." Hector quickly rejected. He'd rather be bored than be a tit-sucking baby gremlin.

Satan laughed, "Pfft… Haha, no, my dear old friend. What I mean is to send you down as you are. You are still a human, just with magical power that lets you deal with evil spirits. While you physically remain as strong as a human, a slightly superhuman version.

"You can go down and have adventures, while I watch and eat popcorn since I can only send my projection in the mortal world and it's no fun with my supreme power."

Hector sighed, "So you want me to be like a god among mortals. You do know that even with my only slightly enhanced physical and magical powers I will still be too strong."

Satan's goat face grinned, "Heh… It's not Earth I'm sending you to. Are you sure you don't want to go to a fiction based real Universe? I can guarantee you will like it."

Hector's old wrinkled face shined brightly, he was a sucker for all the fictional world, anime, Manga, movies, these were his and Satan's pass-times when they were on Earth. And nothing captivated their imagination more than those high budget movies since the 2000s. "WHERE DO I SIGN? WAIT! What if I'm too weak for that world and I die? I know about worlds where I will be just cannon fodder."

"Well, that's your challenge. Do whatever you want, get strong, beat some asses, make a family or bang some hot chicks. Oh, I'd appreciate it if you can exorcise some evil spirits and send them here. And besides, even if you die, your soul will always end up here." Satan assured him. But what he didn't tell was, Hector had without knowing turned into a higher dimensional being due to working in Hell for so long.

Hector stretched his body, "Bwahaha… I'm going to enjoy my time there then. This old body needs some action, considering I'm too strong with exorcism magic, I never had to use my body. But… my friend, I'm okay with my looks, but won't I be too weak now? At least allow me to have a stronger physical body."

Satan nodded and started swinging his hand in the air, casting his magic. Slowly, Hector's physical body changed. He was still old with long white hair and beard, but he didn't look wrinkly and weak anymore. He stood tall, six-feet-five, with broad shoulders and well-developed muscles all over his body, but not like those ugly bodybuilders.

"Hector, I have made you look like a cool, handsome and strong old man now. Physically, you are strong enough to even out a punch from a normal-level green monster from that world(Hulk). But, I know you want to look badass, so your special ability is no height damage. Meaning, you can fall directly from the sky and remain unscathed. Heh, you're my best bro, and my best bro always has to look cool.

"Beyond this, I have a small gift for you. You will love it." Satan ended speaking, allowing Hector to look in the mirror.

Hector picked the Godpad pro, an Ipad but made by God for hell and heaven's management. He looked at himself. He already had nice white hair and a beard with a moustache. But now his big strong body complimented it. He looked old and kind while also looking like a mean badass warrior.

"I… I like your imagination, Satan. So, when should I leave? Oh, one more thing, how will I know which people I'm allowed to kill? I don't want God to get angry at me for killing good folks." Hector asked.

In his whole time in hell, he had seen God only once. The old man was very cool, wore sunglasses and smoked cigars all the time. He looked old and supported a long beard with long hair. Hector had to confess, his own style was somewhat inspired by him. But still a bit different to make it his own.

Satan thought about it hard, "You still are and forever will be Hell's Inquisitor. Use your powers on mortals. With your vision spell, called Sin-Vision, you will see three different arrow markings on mortals.

"One will be red, it means the person is a sinner and is bound to go to hell. You can freely kill them. And let me tell you, the majority of mortals are sinners.

"The second is golden, this means the person is pure, they are bound to go to heaven. If you kill them, you will surely receive Father's anger. These folks are an extreme minority.

"The third is white, which means the person is stuck in the middle, their fate is undecided. You can either help them do something good to become golden or make them do bad and become red.

"Understood?"

Hector nodded. It was fairly simple. But he had a doubt, "Won't I accumulate sin? After all, killing is a sin."

Satan laughed like it was the biggest joke, "MY FRIEND, IF WE DON'T KILL, WHO WILL? It is our heavenly duty to work in hell. No matter what we do, we are not governed by the same rules as mortals."

Hector felt like he was somebody special. For the first time, he felt Hell was truly his home, a strange thing to feel but it was true. So he gave a brotherly hug to his best friend, "Man, thank you for everything."

Satan chuckled, "I suggest you be careful with the hugging. Don't hug Zeus especially, or he might… you know. He didn't even leave a duck I heard, and now has a duck as his son. And that's not even the worst part, that sick bastard had decided to be the female duck."

Hector was horrified. "I… why do I feel hell is better than heaven?"

"*Sigh* It is… at least for us folks, can't say the same about the sinners having their boiling oil bath as they screech." Satan sighed.

Hector put the Godpad in his pocket and readied himself. He wasn't allowed to take anything with him except this, as those things might be too powerful for reality. Though he might be able to do some things from the low-level Multiversal hell of the Reality he was going to. "I'm ready, brother."

Satan nodded, "Just close your eyes and you shall find yourself on Earth. Good luck, and remember, if you ever want to return, just say "I'm Stuck, Step-Bro." And I shall 'come'. Good luck and do your best."

"WHAT THE F…" Hector had just closed his eyes.

And as he did that, his body disappeared. Satan laughed and immediately waved his hand, out of nowhere, a large couch appeared behind him. As he sat over it and lifted his feet, a table appeared to be his footrest. Then magically a big basket of caramel popcorn and fries also took form.

Then, a huge, 200-inch 8K television appeared in front of him, showing Hector in a third-person point of view.

*BOOM*

A few more hell lords arrived and took seats, "WOAH! So this is why you invited us? Which Universe did the Lord Inquisitor go to?"

Satan, eating popcorn, replied, "Marvel Universe."

"Nice, it's a fun world. But… won't he be angry if you watch his intimate moments too?" The Hell Lords asked.

"I have set the Child-Lock on to not show us all that. Besides, we can't always watch this, we've got work to do. The television will automatically create episodes for us, showing us the best moments. Ah, I should ask father, maybe he'd also want to see this in heaven." Satan had the idea and vanished from the spot.

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Marvel Universe 69***, (A/N: MCU but with Mutants, Ghost Rider and other beings.]

1939, Earth,

Hector found himself in his physical mortal body again, standing in the middle of the scorching desert. He wore normal clothes, a dirty white shirt and khaki pants, with a cowboy hat on his head. "Who am I, Indiana Jones? Hmm… I wonder which universe this is, or is it even Earth?" He wondered as he thought about Star Wars having many desert planets.

He glanced at the sky, "Probably not, just one sun."

But then, all of a sudden a small memory resurfaced in his mind, that made him realise that he was not a nobody in this world. He was a famous and powerful man with a long-long history. It was like Satan did real hard work in giving him some background.

"Nice, I got a new last name? Hmm, it has a nice ring to it… Hector King Washington." He muttered.

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[EXTRA – What Happened to his wealth after he died?

Since Hector was supremely rich due to Satan, his wealth of about 400 Billion Dollars was being eyed by the government like hounds. Even more so as Covid had spread their pockets thin.

They knew he had no relatives to speak of. No friends or family, and most even thought he was a mad man(Satan was only visible to Hector.). But the bombs do drop without notifying.

After he died, Hector's best bro Satan appeared as his lawyer just to mess with mortals, because it was fun. He declared all assets of Hector be given to a few genuine vaccine manufacturers, who would make a real permanently working vaccine a few years later as they had no money constraints anymore and were allowed to do their best. This, in return, saved hundreds of millions of people.

This was enough good Karma for Hector, enough so Satan could bargain with The father, God, to allow him to stay in hell, as a worker and his friend. God was kind to him and allowed it.

The government tried its best to get all these assets by any means, but well… messing with Satan is never right. High-level government officials kept on getting their embarrassing phone recordings, nudes and compromising details getting leaked.

It continued until Satan possessed the president and finally made him say, "Oh, come on, man. Just stop it."]

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[This fic will be on NovelFull soon. I have written about 44 chaps already on *******, once I reach 60 I will post 20-30 here in one go.. I am trying to reach near the end of the Harry Potter fic before I start this one.]