lost loved ones in the war. In the war that destroys everything, where friends became enemies.A war of intrigue and ambushes in which the 3 Hokage died because he wanted to protect his village, in front of Orochimaru. He gave his life to protect the village from a monster. Just like the 4 Hokage sealed the fox monster in Naruto to protect the village and there too, he had to give up his life there. On the battlefield. But even if people kept putting away their lives for the village, the death of these important people was not insignificant. Even people whose names are not read everywhere, who did nothing to change the world, sometimes their death changes a great deal. The sons want to become stronger, revenge is mostly involved. You learn to appreciate life. Every single second, minute, hour.

Naruto stopped, dragging a small cloud of smoke behind him. His reflection had stopped without warning. It could have warned him badly, but Naruto, as he was, still found it outrageous.With a questioning look he looked at his reflection, which was no longer the little boy, no, but his reflection. The way he looked now. Neither older nor younger, no, it was himself. His counterpart's finger pointed straight out. Apparently he should be going in that direction now. Or also look. Naruto's gaze followed the finger of his second self.

There was a long corridor ahead of him. It was dark, scary. There was no light to be seen there. As before, there was complete darkness in there. But why should he go back there? Who willingly went into the dark for no reason? And Naruto now had no reason to go in there and get that feeling of loneliness again. No, he didn't want that. But if he went back now, he would never find out what was at the end of this corridor. And as curious as he was, Naruto couldn't stand again and just walk down this aisle.So it was a determined matter for him. Even if his mind kept him from doing it, it was sometimes questionable whether Naruto even had one.

Despite the voice that came out of his mind, he walked slowly down the aisle. But this corridor turned out to be a bridge and when Naruto had just stepped on it, thousands of candles lit to show him the way. He went on and on and the candles knew the way, because he had to go. Large pictures were hung on the sides. The picture frame was decorated with flowers or sniffs that he didn't know. It was also made of gold. These people must have been pretty important. Because simple people are definitely not put in a golden picture frame, which was certainly of quite high value. The series went on and on. The people all had a resemblance. Your blue eyes. All of them had blue eyes. From the first picture. Probably this was a famous family who had achieved something great.But it was always only men. Not a woman was there. No not a single one. Of the 10 pictures he had seen so far, they were all men. They also all carried swords. It had a gold blade and the handle was made of silver. Wasn't that the other way around or wasn't the blade more like iron. Hold what was strong enough to pierce a person's body. But he stopped at the 11 picture.

This time the picture didn't show a man, no. But a beautiful woman. Some of her long white hair hung over her shoulder. The rest of them slide gently over her back to the floor. He didn't know that young people could have white hair too. Naruto always thought that if you were just an old bastard with white hair, like Ero-senin. But apparently he was wrong. Because this woman really looked like this white hair. Her skin was pale. But it didn't look terrible; on the contrary, it went with her white hair.Her lips were painted bright red and her eyes were also painted and emphasized them so that they stuck out of her face. Her eyes were blue too. But there were strange decorations on her face that were red in color. Her dress looked extraordinary. The long transparent sleeves covered her hands and even went a little further, almost to the floor, like her hair. But they weren't sewn together with her top. Her top only consisted of a blue bra with two characters on it and her belly was decorated with these strange characters. She wore a longer skirt that went down to her knees and it was also blue and it was decorated with thousands of these symbols. She had no shoes on, her feet were bare. And there was a tattoo there, right on her ankle. It was strange. How could you decorate a person so much? Maybe it was the ritual of painting yourself. The sword was stuck in the ground, just to her right and she, she was sitting on a rock surrounded by water.Solid as a rock. The evening light of the sun shone on her body and really bathed her in a beautiful light. It looked like her white skin was glowing. The artist who drew this picture must have tried very hard. Because you couldn't just walk past this picture. And besides, she was the only woman in this family. At least it seemed that way. Or she was the only girl born in this family.

Slowly he turned his gaze from this picture and looked forward again. After all, his way was not over yet, because a few meters in front of him was a rather large door. This door, too, had decorations everywhere and was also adorned with gold. It was the same size as the Konoha Gate, through which the city could be entered. But how was he supposed to open this gate. He definitely wouldn't be able to do it alone. Even if he thought he was strong, he still wouldn't be able to set that gate in motion.But he didn't even need to open this gate, because it did by itself when Naruto was right in front of him. Somehow he found it all pretty mysterious. Why did everything start here by itself? Or maybe there was someone behind who just used his stupid magic tricks to make him think when Naruto was thinking at all. The gate creaked open, making Naruto a painful expression. Because it was not a pleasant feeling for his ears, because it gave him a beeping that did not want to go away for the first time. The room behind the gate was just as dark. Nothing and again nothing. Naruto really fed up. What was that all about? Why did he only come into or was brought into dark rooms? Okay, the way of the mirrors wasn't really the darkness, but it was strange for Naruto. He could go all the way back if he couldn't take it all, but Naruto wasn't like that.He didn't care at all whether he put himself in danger or not. Firstly, his curiosity always prevailed over him and secondly, he was of the opinion that nothing could scare a ninja.

So, as already said, his curiosity overcame his body and he stepped into the room, where he didn't know what to expect there. With a loud bang, the gate slammed and left him a bit puzzled in the middle of this room. This room was just as strange as the others. There was no solid ground, just water. Water on which there were red stones at the edge that kept Naruto above water. Small stone bridges led into the middle of the room from left, right, front and back. Small ships made of paper floated around on the water, many of which had candles on them. Sometimes it was longer and sometimes it was shorter and some of the little paper boats were red. There were a lot of little boats that sometimes push one against the other.These signs were also on the walls. All over. They seemed to be written with a red liquid, just like the picture before. Perhaps this woman had seen her death here. And these signs told their life story. But what kind of font was that anyway? It seemed to be a bit older because he couldn't remember that people still wrote like this today. But there were also small pictures drawn on the walls, but many of them were barely recognizable because half of them were missing. People were listed on it, people who looked happy, laughed and danced. But the other picture was not recognizable, or rather the others. Just the beginning, nothing else. Naruto's gaze fell on the center. What else was there. He did not want to leave this secret unrevealed.

So he stepped over the stone bridge that lay in front of him. Only now did he notice how deep the water on which the boats were floating. Yes, even the floor couldn't be seen.He didn't want to fall in there. Who knew what to expect there and that it wasn't good, could already guess Naruto. So he walked slowly and carefully over the narrow bridge. It wasn't easy, because he could barely put his two feet next to each other and that was exactly what could cost him his death. He also had to be careful, because some of the stones were already loose and so he had to walk over them or rather jump. The way was really long and had only made it halfway. It didn't look that long to him, but the eye could be mistaken.

A loud noise could be heard, which gave him no real good idea. His gaze looked back and this time it really didn't look good, because little by little the bridge disappeared into the water and beneath it, underneath was a huge shadow that swallowed one stone after the other. So it was probably on the menu. And that meant that he really wanted to take his legs in hand, because he didn't want an end like that.Not one when he wanted to be a Hokage. He just ran on as fast as he could, but behind him everything gradually crashed and was swallowed up by the uncertainty. And that was exactly what worried him, because over and over again he looked back to see how much chance he had of survival. At the moment it wasn't looking good, even though he only had a little way to go, so he had no choice but to jump over it and hope that he would hit the plate in the middle and not land next to it found fodder for the uncertain would be down there in the water.

And Naruto was really lucky, even if the coming up was rather bad than right, so was saved and was just in time because the last stone under water had disappeared, but the unknown also disappeared after the last stone back down. Naruto breathed a sigh of relief. But how was he supposed to