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ASFUCITWON Chapter 186: Wake Up, Damn It!
🕑 Added 2025-04-14 14:30:40 +0000 UTCReiji closed his eyes.
In a place where Reiji saw nothing, he could feel it—as if his subconscious was sending him a warning.
There was something... something happening.
For a moment, Reiji fell silent, allowing his instincts to speak before his thoughts.
Then, a faint smile appeared on Reiji's face.
"Orochi..." Reiji murmured softly, almost like a whisper that only he could hear.
And without saying anything more, Reiji closed his eyes again, letting his mind sink deeper into the faint signal that had just touched him.
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In the depths of Reiji's subconscious, a boundless expanse of white stretched out.
No clouds.
No ground.
Only a pale white light enveloping everything, silent and still, as if the world itself had stopped breathing.
The air was so calm, yet it felt oppressive, like being in a vacuum.
Reiji slowly opened his eyes.
His eyelids fluttered for a moment, refracting the blinding white light.
He took a slow breath, as if filling his lungs with uncertainty.
Reiji's gaze wandered, scanning the emptiness with a curious look.
His brows furrowed, his body tense yet alert.
Then, Reiji turned to face forward.
A large shadow slowly revealed itself from the distance.
A giant figure with eight heads—each towering high, the eyes of the eight-headed dragon closed.
Bluish-black scales shimmered, covering the body of Yamata-no-Orochi, glinting like wet steel.
The air around Yamata-no-Orochi suddenly felt heavy, as if the gravitational field had changed, adjusting to the presence of the creature.
Yamata-no-Orochi.
A mythical being that once rampaged in the old world, leaving a trail of destruction and death.
A dragon that once shook Japan to the brink of extinction.
Yet Reiji—the young man who was the Strongest Shaman bearing an extraordinary burden—managed to kill Yamata-no-Orochi, trading that victory for his own life.
But death was not the end.
Where Reiji was reborn, in a world that was both familiar yet unreal: the world of Naruto.
A new body, an old name, but the same soul.
And even crazier, Yamata-no-Orochi was also brought along.
The soul of the dragon clung, bound, ensnared to Reiji's soul like a shadow that could not be shaken off.
Now they shared a fate—if Reiji died, then Yamata-no-Orochi would also vanish.
A forced symbiosis.
All this time, Yamata-no-Orochi had indeed helped Reiji—not out of loyalty, but because there was no choice.
However, the chakra power channeled by Yamata-no-Orochi had recently saved Reiji from internal destruction due to the dangerous technique used to restore Mito Uzumaki's age.
Without it, Reiji's body might have already crumbled from within.
That’s why, even though Reiji's heart still harbored resentment for all the destruction Yamata-no-Orochi had caused, there was a small part of him that could not deny a sense of gratitude.
And now, Reiji could feel it.
Behind the silence of his subconscious, there was a small wave vibrating—like a small stone thrown into the surface of a calm lake.
Yamata-no-Orochi was beginning to awaken.
Reiji stepped quietly, his feet making no sound on the emptiness.
The air felt tense.
Reiji's eyes narrowed slightly.
"You’re awake..." Reiji's voice was calm, but the low tone held tension.
Where Reiji stared straight at the dragon, his gaze sharp like a sword yet to be sheathed.
But the eight heads remained bowed, the eyes of Yamata-no-Orochi still closed, as if a deep sleep had made it forget who it was.
Reiji smiled faintly, yet it felt very dangerous.
"Wake up, damn it," Reiji muttered in a flat voice, before his body vanished in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, Reiji was standing atop one of Yamata-no-Orochi's large heads.
At that moment, all eight pairs of glowing red eyes opened simultaneously.
Like embers ignited by the wind, they appeared suddenly full of shock.
"Wait! Don’t—!"
BAM!
