Naruto: We are invincible

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Nine-Tailed Fox, this name was given to me by the old man, but few people remember it now.

For thousands of years, humans have been calling me the "Nine-Tailed Demon Fox". I don't blame them. After all, what I have done is worthy of this title. In the eyes of humans in the old world, I am the embodiment of natural disasters. I always appear without warning and attack places where evil breeds.

They are right.

After the deaths of Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo and Ashura, I parted ways with my brothers and sisters.

I choose to inherit my father's legacy and continue his work with my eternal life.

I am pure chakra, pure energy, I cannot age, I cannot get sick, and I cannot die.

Believe me, many people have tried to kill me when I lose my temper.

For the first few years after Hagoromo's death, I just wandered aimlessly.

Asura took on all the responsibilities. But later, he also passed away, and his descendants failed to live up to his expectations. They forgot the responsibilities and missions passed down from their ancestors.

So, over the next few hundred years, I tried to guide humanity back to the path my father had planned for them.

However, humans have long forgotten their origins. Yuro gave them chakra so that they could communicate with each other and live in peace.

I have witnessed firsthand how humans have used chakra, with each generation advancing and innovating until, finally, chakra became a tool of war.

Humans have learned to strengthen their bodies and manipulate the elements in ways that even surprise me.

But even the strongest ninja among them was no match for my father, who could manipulate chakra as easily as crumpling paper.

I realized I had to do something.

I attacked humanity with boundless anger, and left scorched earth wherever I went.

I destroyed the source of their power, razed their villages, and erased their knowledge of chakra. But I could not accomplish this task alone. The world is too big for me to do it alone, even with my infinite power.

So I turned to my brothers and sisters for help.

But they all rejected me and went into hiding, claiming that harming humans was against their father's will. Foolish fellows! I continued my mission alone, without stopping for hundreds of years.

Hundreds of years have passed, and mankind still has not learned its lesson.

I got tired of their ignorance and stopped.

I found a mountain, dug myself a cave in it, and slept for several years.

Maybe when I wake up again, humans will have changed.

I'm wrong.

It was not someone else but human beings themselves who awakened me.

They called themselves "ninjas" and dared to challenge me with swords in hand. Foolish humans! I crushed them all with ease. What on earth were they thinking?

I noticed they were wearing some kind of forehead protectors, but I paid no attention to them.

It wasn't until later that I realized that it was the symbol of their village.

It seems they have learned something after all, these ninjas.

It would be great if they could unite and live together in one village as their father wished.

Only two ninjas survived the battle.

Kinkaku and Yinkaku, they actually survived under my powerful chakra and eventually gained some of my power.

I spat out their dying bodies, left their fate to God, then turned and left to find the next place to sleep.

Then, I met Uchiha Madara. From his chakra, I felt the breath of Indra.

But what really shocked me was his eyes, the evolved Sharingan.

He controlled me with those eyes, no matter how I resisted, it was useless. He conquered me, manipulated me, and played with me.

I was forced to fight the descendants of Ashura. What a great irony.

I can feel their chakras. Ashura and Indra have been reincarnated and they will once again have their fateful duel.

And I became a tool in their hands. In the end, I was sealed in a woman's body and regained my ability to think.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't get me wrong, I hate Hashirama Senju, I hate his wife, I hate Konoha Village... but I would rather be sealed than be controlled.

Hashirama Senju never spoke to me and his wife wouldn't use my powers, so all I could do was wait.

I am eternal and they are mere mortals.

Even if I am transferred to another Jinchūriki, I will be free one day. A mere hundred years is but a blink of an eye for me. I have lived for thousands of years, older than any of them.

The second Jinchuriki was a girl named Uzumaki Kushina who occasionally tried to talk to me.

But I remained silent because I had nothing to say to her.

Later, she actually fell in love with an Uchiha and married him!

I can feel his chakra, those cursed eyes!

As fate would have it, Madara actually had a child, a blond boy named Minato Namikaze.

Why can't I get rid of the Uchiha's entanglement? !

The seconds passed by, and I was like a hawk, always watching the boy, waiting for him to attack me and use my power.

All Uchiha desire power, and I am the source of power.

But what surprised me was that Minato Namikaze was a kind person.

For a moment, I even thought he was the reincarnation of Ashura, but there was no trace of Ashura in his chakra.

I found myself falling in love with this man, and I was willing to sleep in him. If it weren't for these damn seals, I would almost feel lucky.

However, the good times didn't last long, and another Uchiha appeared. He possessed the Mangekyō Sharingan, and I was once again controlled by him.

I will never allow this to happen again!

I made my choice, I volunteered to be sealed inside the body of Minato Namikaze's child, a boy named Uzumaki Naruto.

I would rather be sealed than be manipulated!

This boy surprised me, I could feel some special power hidden in him, that was the old man's chakra, my father's powerful chakra!

Naruto is a combination of his parents, he is kind and gentle, but can be cold and ruthless when necessary.

I decided to be his friend, not his prisoner.

I have watched him grow up until today, until this moment, when he is finally facing the man who once enslaved me - Uchiha Madara.

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