Naruto Birdcage

Brilliant, flowing lights.

Contrary to his expectations of darkness, stepping into the spatial rift led him into a corridor of shimmering, multicolored light.

The dazzling hues surrounding him were mesmerizing, yet staring too long induced a sense of vertigo.

Once inside, he lost all sense of direction—adrift like a lone boat upon a vast, boundless ocean.

Fortunately, he could still perceive the locations of the two soul coordinates.

This gave him a clear sense of direction, even if he had no idea where he was truly heading.

Determined, he pressed forward toward the coordinates' presence.

Reaching out to touch the surrounding prismatic mist, he felt a sensation akin to both vapor and flowing water.

Swish—

Suddenly, his ears were filled with an overwhelming cacophony of chaotic, inescapable noise.

Then, with a thunderous boom, his consciousness darkened.

It was an unprecedented sensation—he felt as if he had been dragged into an eerie, fantastical space.

Countless threads, in tens of thousands, millions, even billions of dazzling colors, streaked past him.

He was trapped within a vortex formed by these threads, struggling, drifting, unable to escape.

At last, his vision began to clear, like vibrant ink slowly spreading across a black canvas.

"Mom, he's awake."

A child's soft, innocent voice rang in his ears.

As his sight fully adjusted, he saw two figures—one tall, one small.

The taller one was a woman with blue hair and white eyes, her features gentle and elegant.

She wore simple, casual home attire.

The smaller one was a young girl with short blue hair, adorable and full of curiosity.

Her large blue eyes studied him intently, and on her cheeks were whisker-like markings.

Makoto couldn't help but feel momentarily dazed, raising a hand to his forehead.

"Are you... Hyuga Makoto?" The woman hesitated, her expression filled with astonishment.

Makoto carefully examined her before speaking, "Hinata?"

Hinata immediately covered her mouth with her hands, eyes widening in shock.

Beside her, Himawari curiously observed the unfamiliar man.

Did he know her mother? Why had he suddenly appeared in their home?

Makoto took in his surroundings and realized he was in a modern-style living room, seated against the wall.

The soul coordinate... physical body traversal... I did it.

His gaze then shifted to Himawari, contemplating for a moment before asking, "You're... Himawari?"

The little girl blinked her big eyes, glancing at her mother before looking back at the stranger.

After a brief hesitation, she nodded slowly.

At that moment, Hinata couldn't hold back her question, "Makoto-san... how did you get here?"

Makoto let out a long breath and slowly stood up.

After checking his body and confirming that nothing was amiss, he finally relaxed.

Thinking back to that spatial tunnel, he felt a deep sense of relief.

Good thing I left a soul coordinate—otherwise, who knows where I would have ended up.

"I ran an experiment and ended up here," Makoto said.

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Half an hour later, the Seventh Hokage, Uzumaki Naruto, rushed back from the Hokage's office.

Seeing an unfamiliar man sitting in his living room, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"Hinata?"

Hinata immediately walked to Naruto's side and said, "Do you remember the long dream I once told you about?"

Naruto nodded uncertainly.

"This man… he's from that other world. The one from my dream… my father."

Naruto was instantly stunned.

What? A person from a dream… appearing in reality? Am I dreaming right now?

"Hinata… are you serious?"

For a moment, Naruto's mind struggled to process the situation.

If anyone other than Hinata had said this, he would have thought they were joking.

...............

Meanwhile, Makoto sat calmly on the sofa, sipping tea at a leisurely pace.

As he observed this world's Naruto, he noticed his yellow hair and blue eyes—features more in line with the original manga and anime depiction.

Since he already understood that this was a different world, Makoto felt no unnecessary emotions.

The Naruto and Hinata before him were not his children.

Moreover, Makoto could sense that this Naruto was incredibly strong—the Seventh Hokage, a perfect Jinchuriki, capable of using Sage of the Six Paths Fox Mode, and if Kurama was willing, even Baryon Mode.

This was already Naruto at his peak, his strength far beyond that of an ordinary mortal.

Fortunately, he was not an enemy.

Naruto walked over.

Seeing that Makoto had no intention of standing up, he simply took a seat across from him.

"Hello." He nodded slightly in greeting.

Makoto raised a hand, and in an instant, a pitch-black orb materialized in his palm.

Naruto's eyes immediately narrowed.

Truth-Seeking Orbs.

There was no way he wouldn't recognize them—he had once wielded this power himself.

Makoto chuckled. "Coming here was just a coincidence. Don't worry, I have no hostility. No matter what, in that other world, I am still your father."

Naruto: "..."

If Hinata hadn't told him about this before, he would have definitely thought this guy was just messing with him.

After a brief moment of contemplation, Naruto asked, "How did you get here?"

By now, he was an experienced and composed Hokage, one of the two strongest ninja in the world.

He was far from the reckless kid he used to be.

At the same time, he had absolute trust in Hinata.

Makoto didn't go into detail and simply said, "I ended up here by accident. I'll be leaving soon."

Meanwhile, Naruto's mind was racing.

"Another world"— just hearing such a thing was astonishing.

According to Hinata, that place was a world similar to this one, with similar people, but each of them had lived through completely different experiences.

"But before I go back, I'd like to see Sasuke. Is he in Konoha?"

"…I can call him back."

Makoto's demeanor was friendly, which gradually lowered Naruto's guard.

He could clearly feel that when Makoto looked at him, it was with the gaze of an elder looking at a younger generation.

But in reality, this Hyuga Makoto looked younger than him—probably no older than twenty, while Naruto himself was already in his thirties.

This made Naruto feel rather strange inside.

Naruto proceeded to ask Makoto a few questions, all of them concerning Makoto's world.

In particular, Naruto was very interested in the method of crossing between the two worlds.

Makoto could understand.

Given Naruto's current level of power, it was only natural for him to be curious about something like this.

Makoto grinned. "What, you want to take a trip to my world?"

Naruto chuckled. "I have to admit, I'm kind of interested."

Makoto laughed twice. "I think you'd better not. If the younger version of you went, that'd be fine, but if you went now… you might just end up becoming my enemy."

Naruto pondered his words but couldn't quite grasp his full meaning.

This Naruto, this Hinata… Makoto didn't feel particularly close to them.

Back when Hinata had crossed into his world and entered his daughter's body, Makoto had treated her as his own daughter.

But looking at them now, Makoto only felt polite detachment.

After all, they weren't the same people—not even their appearances were identical.

As for the other close acquaintances in this world, Makoto saw no need to meet them.

It was best to simply act as if they didn't exist.

Naruto treated Makoto as a guest and arranged accommodations for him in Konoha.

That same day, Makoto took a stroll around the village, gazing at the Hokage Rock, which he hadn't seen in a long time.

It left him feeling somewhat nostalgic.

Naruto was efficient—by the next day, Sasuke had already returned.

Upon receiving Naruto's summons, Sasuke initially thought something urgent had happened and rushed back to Konoha at top speed.

The actual travel time was short—the main delay had been in getting the message to him.

Makoto finally met Sasuke as he had hoped.

Compared to Naruto and Hinata, Sasuke looked more like his son, as both versions of Sasuke from the two worlds bore a strong resemblance to Mikoto.

The one-armed Sasuke scrutinized Makoto with a sharp gaze, having already learned everything from Naruto.

Makoto spoke first, "Looks like you don't recognize me."

At this, Sasuke replied, "Should we know each other?"

Makoto fell silent for a moment before smiling faintly. "No, it's normal that you don't."

Just as he had expected—parallel worlds.

The Sasuke who had gone to his world was around sixteen or seventeen years old, while Hinata was thirty-two.

If they had been from the same world, there was no way Sasuke wouldn't have known him.

Ever since arriving in this world, Makoto had only been able to sense Hinata's soul coordinate.

That alone had led him to this conclusion.

"My doubts have been resolved. It's time for me to leave," Makoto said.

Sasuke frowned slightly upon hearing this.

He had rushed all the way back, only for the other man to say just these few words?

"Thank you all for your hospitality. Let me leave you with a gift."

Makoto left behind a scroll containing the Sage Imprint.

While it might not significantly enhance Naruto and Sasuke's power, for Konoha, it was an invaluable treasure.

Not intending to stay any longer, Makoto bid his farewell and immediately flew away from the village.

Watching all this, Sasuke couldn't help but show a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Makoto, familiar with the route, quickly located the teleportation array connecting Earth to the Moon and arrived at the lunar surface.

Hamura Shrine.

As Makoto was constructing the teleportation array, he suddenly sensed a chakra presence rapidly approaching.

After a brief moment of thought, he realized there was only one person on the Moon—Otsutsuki Toneri.

However, at this point, Toneri had already lost his Tenseigan.

Mistaking Makoto for an intruder, he moved to confront him.

Makoto didn't harm Toneri; he merely subdued him and left a different kind of soul coordinate on him—distinct from the one he had placed on Hinata.

After this brief encounter, Makoto successfully reopened the space rift.

This time, without much hesitation, he stepped directly inside.

Once again, Makoto found himself in the familiar seven-colored passageway—an easily disorienting space.

Fortunately, he could still sense the soul coordinates connecting to him.

This time, instead of immediately seeking out the location of those soul coordinates, he focused on studying this strange space.

Sasuke and Hinata, who had traveled to his world, were clearly characters from the original storyline, just from different points in time.

But why, when Makoto traveled to the world where Hinata was, did he not encounter that same Sasuke?

After pondering for a long time, Makoto finally arrived at a conclusion.

His very existence was something that should not have been in the Naruto world.

His presence had altered the course of its history, causing his world to become a parallel one, distinct from the original.

Perhaps there was no such thing as a "main" world—only countless deviations giving rise to different parallel realities.

The Sasuke and Hinata who traveled to his world, after learning many things that they were never meant to know, would inevitably return to their own worlds, each of them now creating another parallel world in turn.

Take Sasuke, for example—he was never supposed to have any connection to Tenseigan, yet because of Makoto, he went to the Moon and even helped activate the teleportation array.

It seemed as though there were countless parallel worlds—so many that they were beyond measure.

Realizing this, Makoto suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of unease.

He was now heading back to what he believed to be his original world, but—was it still the same world that he had once called home?

Could it be that the moment he stepped into this spatial passageway, two different worlds had already been created?

One where he had never embarked on this time-space journey.

And one where he had.

No… No! It shouldn't be thought of this way!

Makoto suddenly broke into a cold sweat, trying to reassure himself.

If that were true, then perhaps every single fleeting thought he had could spawn an entirely new parallel world.

If this logic held, then when he woke up early this morning and ate breakfast, there could also exist another world where he chose to sleep in instead.

There was no point in obsessing over such thoughts.

As long as he followed the soul coordinates he had left behind before traveling, he would surely return to his original world!

Makoto took a deep breath and started moving toward his initial coordinate.

But what about time…?

A new thought suddenly surfaced in his mind, causing him to halt.

Ahead of him lay a shimmering, colorful mist.

If he continued forward, he would reach his original coordinate and return to his world.

Yet he remained rooted in place.

Makoto thought back to when he first saw that spatial rift—it was as if a projection of a higher-dimensional space had been cast onto a three-dimensional world.

He suddenly reached out his hand and waved gently.

The misty haze ahead unexpectedly parted on its own.

Though the surroundings remained an endless illusion, Makoto's dazzling Tenseigan seemed to perceive something entirely different.

Parallel worlds were like a cross-section—on this plane, countless different worlds coexisted.

But what if he changed his perspective?

What if he observed its "longitudinal section" instead?

The infinite time points of a single world… The same time points across countless worlds…

Makoto, as if entranced, slowly stepped forward, walking into the mesmerizing unknown, unaware of where he was heading.

The world spun violently.

By the time Makoto regained his senses, he found himself in the middle of a dense forest.

The daylight was blinding, the buzzing of insects filled the air, and fragmented sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting speckled patterns on his face.

This time, he had no coordinate.

Unlike before, he hadn't immediately arrived at Hinata's side.

And in this world, there were no soul coordinates for him to follow.

Makoto lay quietly on the forest floor, covered in dried leaves and broken twigs.

His gaze followed the birds darting between the branches above.

Then—

"Why the hell did we come to this creepy place?"

"You're a medical ninja, for god's sake. You're getting way too lazy."

"I'm just here to kill time, but you just had to go picking herbs."

Two voices grew closer and closer.

They sounded young, female.

Makoto turned his head to look—and was utterly shocked.

Two grotesque, bizarre creatures were moving toward him.

Their massive bodies writhed as they slithered, covered in numerous wriggling tentacles.

They were even more terrifying than the aliens from his past life's TV shows.

Yet, those monstrous beings could… speak.

As "they" drew closer and closer, an inexplicable sense of dread welled up in Makoto's heart.

For a fleeting moment, his consciousness was thrown into chaos.

Then, he abruptly opened his eyes and sat up, gasping violently for breath.

"Are you okay?"

That familiar female voice rang in his ears again, making Makoto's eyes snap open in shock.

But what entered his vision this time was—

A woman with delicate and charming features, her cherry blossom-colored hair swaying gently.

Not a monster…

A nightmare…

He had actually… had a nightmare.

For a brief moment, his thoughts whirled chaotically.

Makoto bent his knee, resting an arm against it as he pressed a hand to his forehead, slowly steadying his breathing and emotions.

"Why were you passed out here? Are you a ninja from the village?"

That questioning voice came again.

Makoto looked at the two women before him, observing them briefly before recognizing them.

Even though this was their first meeting.

Haruno Sakura, Yamanaka Ino…

Judging by their ages, they were likely married women—no, adult versions.

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