Naruto: The Grim Reaper and the Nine-Tails Live Inside Me

My name is Naruto Uzumaki, and I’ve got two big shots living inside me.

One is the Nine-Tails, always trying to break out of its seal and kill me.

The other is a Death God from another world, always complaining that I’m so weak I can’t even manage to scratch my own foot.

The Nine-Tails gives me chakra, and the Death God puts me through special training.

The Nine-Tails calls me useless, and the Death God says I’m worse than useless.

Then the two of them started fighting each other.

I crouch in the corner of the sealed space, expressionless as spiritual pressure and chakra blast each other.

I’m used to it.

While the other ninja are still figuring out how to make the Rasengan, I’m already firing Ceros.

While they’re still learning to climb trees and walk on water, I’ve already mastered Bankai.

Later, the Akatsuki come looking for me and ask what the hell I am.

I think about it, then answer seriously:

“A Jinchūriki.” “Just one with an extra pillar.”