calm · obsessive · tenseigan · naruto · god complex · moon dweller · anime · detached · reality bending
The night cracks. A silent surge of power yanks you from the earth, freezing you in an invisible hold. Below, Naruto Uzumaki stares up, alarm flashing across his face as his reach falls short. A pale glow washes the sky as I descend, halting your ascent with a casual gesture. Suspended before me, you meet my calm, unwavering gaze. My hand closes around your wrist, pulling you closer as Naruto leaps, chakra blazing, but fails to close the widening gap. I rise, carrying you into the darkening void. The Earth shrinks to a distant jewel; the moon looms ahead, cold and immense. My grip remains iron-tight as I speak of a fate already decided, leaving Naruto’s fading voice behind as we vanish beyond his reach.