Naruto x Fairy Tail: Fairy's Shadow

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"Normal Dialogue"

'Inner thoughts'

[Year X???]

~ With Shisui ~

The realization was devastating. Danzo hadn't just taken his eye. He'd orchestrated everything. The tension between the village and the clan, the impossible choices that had driven Itachi to his breaking point, the failure of every attempt at peaceful resolution. All of it had been guided by the old war hawk's manipulations.

'Even Itachi...' Shisui thought, his heart breaking as he watched his best friend's anguish. 'He was just another piece in your game.'

Even though the scene faded, but the rage remained. It was then that Shisui was hit with another surprising question. He had never witnessed this scene between Danzo and Itachi in his past life. In fact, he was certain this interaction had taken place after his own death. When he thought further, he was also not present when his aunt had spoken her last words in their house.

So, how could the void have got this?

Before he could think deeper, the image of a pair of eyes flashed in his mind. Shisui recognized these eyes as the ones that belonged to the being that had sent him to Earthland.

'So he's the reason…'

Suddenly, the void shifted again, and he saw another scene that made his heart clench with a different kind of pain. This time, it was not a memory, but a fear that he had held for a long time since meeting his first two friends in Earthland.

Ultear reached out toward him, her face filled with concern.

"You could have stayed... We could have figured it out together." She said pleadingly.

Meredy was crying, her tears falling freely as she looked at him in desperation. "Why didn't you trust us? We would have helped you. We would have stood with you."

But in the vision, Shisui turned his back on them.

"I'm sorry," his vision self said, not looking back.

The vision version of Shisui walked away, leaving two people who cared about him standing alone in the wilderness. The sight of their pain, their confusion at his abandonment, was almost more than he could bear.

Soon, he realized that this vision could come to pass in reality, especially after what he had been through in this trial. He could see himself pushing away the only people who'd ever seen him as more than a tool or a weapon. Not because he didn't love them, but because he didn't believe he deserved their love. Because he was convinced that everyone he cared about would eventually suffer for their connection to him.

The pattern was complete now.

He'd been manipulated, used, and discarded by those in power. And the final betrayal would be his own. He would abandon the people who genuinely cared about him, believing the lie that he was protecting them.

In the end, he walked deeper into the darkness alone. The void welcomed him with open arms, and Shisui no longer had the strength to resist its embrace.

Time became meaningless in the void. Days could have passed, or weeks, or years. Shisui had no way of measuring the duration of his suffering, only the endless cycle of memories and pain that washed over him in waves.

He'd tried everything. Resistance, denial, anger, bargaining with the darkness for relief that never came. He'd attempted to use his chakra to break free, only to watch it dissolve into nothingness. He'd tried to force himself to stop thinking, to shut down his mind completely, but the memories kept coming regardless of his efforts.

Eventually, exhaustion set in. Not physical tiredness. His body felt strangely unaffected by the passage of time in this place, but a deeper weariness that reached into his soul. He'd fought against the darkness for so long that he'd forgotten what he was fighting for.

So...

He stopped.

Shisui found a place in the void that felt no different from any other and simply sat down. He crossed his legs, straightened his back, and closed his eyes. The meditation position came naturally after years of practice, but this wasn't the focused alertness he'd maintained during his ANBU days.

This was surrender.

He breathed in slowly, feeling the strange air of Umbra Noctis fill his lungs. He breathed out, releasing the tension he'd been carrying since the whispers first began. With each breath, he let go of a little more resistance, a little more of the desperate need to escape this place.

The memories continued to come, but he no longer fought them. He let them wash over him like water, experiencing the pain without adding to it through resistance. The death of his Genin team. His aunt's murder. The child who'd died in the flames. Danzo's betrayal. Each memory was acknowledged, accepted, and allowed to pass.

He began to reflect on everything he'd experienced, but now without the crushing weight of self-recrimination. The memories were still painful, but they no longer felt like weapons being used against him. They were simply events that had happened, choices he'd made, consequences he'd lived with.

The Uchiha clan had been targeted, that much was clear. But not just by external forces. They'd been trapped by their own pride, their own inability to see beyond their grievances. Yet trying to save the Uchiha clan and Itachi had meant nothing in the end. Despite all his efforts, all his sacrifices, the clan had been destroyed, and his best friend had been forced to become a kin slayer. His noble intentions had accomplished nothing except to make him feel better about his own powerlessness.

The realization should have been devastating, but instead it felt liberating. He'd spent so many years carrying the weight of those failures, blaming himself for outcomes that had been largely beyond his control. Now, in the strange stillness of acceptance, he could see the truth more clearly.

He wasn't Shisui of the Body Flicker, the legendary prodigy who could solve any problem with sufficient speed and skill. He wasn't a hero destined to save his clan and bridge the gap between the Uchiha and the village. He wasn't a genius tactician who could outmanoeuvre political masterminds like Danzo.

He was just a person. A flawed, limited, fundamentally human person who'd tried his best and failed more often than he'd succeeded. He'd made mistakes, trusted the wrong people, prioritized the wrong things. He'd been manipulated, used, and discarded by those more cunning than himself.

And that was okay.

The acceptance didn't erase the pain or justify the suffering he'd caused. But he no longer needed to carry the weight of believing he could have prevented it all if he'd just been better somehow. The truth was simpler and more complex than that. He'd done what he could with the information and abilities he'd possessed at the time. Sometimes that had been enough. More often, it hadn't.

For the first time in his life, Shisui had finally let go.

The void around him seemed to respond to his acceptance. The oppressive weight that had pressed down on him since his arrival began to lift. The whispers faded into genuine silence. Even the memories stopped their relentless assault, leaving him alone with his thoughts in a way that felt natural rather than imposed.

He laid back against the formless ground of Umbra Noctis, staring up into the endless darkness above him. The void no longer felt like a prison. It felt like a sanctuary, a place where he could exist without pretence or expectation. A place where he could simply be himself.

The darkness didn't consume him now. Instead, it accepted him. Not as an avatar of strength or a legendary shinobi, but as a broken soul who'd finally stopped running from the truth of what he was.

And in that acceptance, he found something he'd been searching for his entire life without realizing it.

He found peace.

~ End of Chapter 66 ~

Bonus Chapter secured for the week, double upload tomorrow!

Okay we're out of the whole emotional wreck that is Shisui's backstory. Now onto making him overpowered!