Beautiful, vibrant flowers, graceful as immortals, and a stunning, delicate young man.
A vast rose garden, shrouded in the fragrance of flowers, and a contract...
"You are the king chosen by fate. Sign a contract with us, and go to the world where you belong!"
And so, the Five Great Flower Halls became your servants...
Transmigrate...
The world where you belong...
Naruto...
Silver wisps of hair mingled with deep purple, a dazzling emerald-green right eye, and thorny vines bearing tender green spikes coiling around his left eye. His skin was fair and smooth, and the charm in his eyes and lips was intoxicating.
A soft, velvety, magnetic voice flowed from his throat:
"Heh... I'm going to rule the Naruto world!"
