The seal, incomplete and rejected, began to crack. It didn’t vanish—a faded scar remained, a permanent reminder. But it no longer whispered. It only watched.
And deep within his gut, the Nine-Tails chuckled—a low, rumbling sound that might have been respect. For the first time, the demon and the boy agreed on something: real power can’t be given. It has to be earned. naruto curse seal
“I don’t need shortcuts,” Naruto panted, blood dripping down his neck. “I have people who believe in me. That’s my power.” The seal, incomplete and rejected, began to crack
He moved. One strike. Kaguro flew into a tree, coughing blood. The other Sound ninjas froze. Naruto’s hands were steady. His mind was a razor. incomplete and rejected