The infinite darkness crashed on Dix in an instant. It felt like every atom of his being were being crushed by the gravitational forces inside the Black Hole. It didn't actually hurt, as his consciousness was barely operational, he merely understood what is going on without any emotional or physiological input. He just drifted along, seated in on the ride he had no control over, simply existing.
Trough this mindless and bodiless existence, somehow feeling like years have gone by while waiting, at last Dix felt something changing. A sudden burst of pain shocked his existence, once again, as every fiber of his body were being pushed from every direction. It was way worse then before, as he actually had to suffer trough the pain in its entirety, not like when he lacked a physical body to perceive it. It was quite a while until the suffering started to ease and as Dix was able to take back the slightest control over his body he instinctively started crying as hard as he could. He had a somewhat fragmented mind from the previous hardships, so there were no thoughts like shame or pride to prevent his outburst, there was only pain, or the phantom of it, and somewhere below the surface, some relief.
It took quite a while for him to get his bearings together and calm down. With the crying over he still felt that this must be the worst day of his life. He was barely able to move his body, he couldn't even properly open his eyes, and as much as it worked, he could only see blur and nothing noteworthy. He was tired as all hell, both physically and mentally. All of his cells were yearning some rest, but the new situation and his strange awareness left him no way to relax. He had to know what is going on. Soon his memories started leaking back, starting from the most recent ones, mostly about the ungodly boy and his arrangements.
*I'm not entirely sure, but I think I was just born again. That god was not joking, this is the real deal here... Fuck me, I'm supposed to sleep trough this or be unconscious or get to be reborn in a body of a small child or something, none of the light novel MCs had to go trough this shit, why me?!*
As he had nothing better to do while still in the dark, as keeping his eye open was the world's hardest thing to do, he just kept on sullying the name of the god that he didn't even manage to get a hold of. He kept on cursing and ranting on about this half-assed rebirth, all the way until some loud noise made him focus back on his environment. He just noticed he can actually hear things, at least way better then before, probably because him recently being born. He tried opening his eyes again, with no results, it was still a huge blur of different colors, mostly blue and some orange. He could not see, but could faintly hear the scream of some beast. It scared the shit out of him, not yet literally, and he didn't even start to cry again, but he couldn't help but wonder what is going on.
(A/N: I'll try to keep a consistent way of indicating speech. Text between " will be actually spoken sentences, while text between * will be internal conversation or monologue)
*Wait a fucking minute, I chose Naruto did I not? Then that must mean I really am reborn as Naruto and the plot is happening around me! Goddammit, think, what exactly happened then and there? Let's see... Kushina gives birth to Naruto, Kurama escapes because of the Masked Man, Minato fights said Masked Man and then he seals part of himself, Kushina and half of Kurama into Naruto. Something like that, the order is not really important, not like I can do anything about... well anything. Okay so I think I just heard Kurama screaming, he probably just tried to kill Naruto- well me... I suppose... but Kushina and Minato stopped him and they are about to seal Kurama. Not much input is required on my part, as I am just a puny baby right now... Well let's hope everything goes according to the plot.*
Dix's calculations were mostly accurate, as Kurama's razorsharp blade-like claw was only a few centimeters away from impaling his tiny body. The same did not apply to his 'parents' though. Minato and Kushina, already on their last breath, were trying to say their farewells to their little baby boy while being cleanly penetrated trough both of their bodies by Kurama's gigantic claw.
Before being sealed, Kurama tried to put up a last stand, he understood he was about to be imprisoned again, this time into a newborn, of all. The nerve of these humans! He could not think of a worse fate, so he used all of his power to land a killing blow, even if it was lowly and immoral, on the harmless child. He used everything he had left after the fight with the other ninjas of Konoha, but even that was not enough. That hateful Minato and Kushina managed to stand in his way once again. They sacrificed themselves for the life of their child, and while he thought their actions were admirable, he couldn't stop himself from silently laughing, as he managed to kill his latest tormentors and was still unsealed after everything.
His happiness would not last though, as after a minute or so his power has started to fade and he felt like something was sucking away his chakra. Fear and despair got a hold of his mind which soon turned to rage. He failed and Minato won. The seal was about to activate and Kurama's rage was about to peak when suddenly an indescribable pain got a hold of his body, and his wrath turned into horror once again. It was almost like being ripped in two. Which is exactly what was happening. Minato was about to tear the 9 tailed beast's chakra in two and seal half of it into his son with the Eight Signed Sealing, while taking the other half with himself into the stomach of Death itself with the Reaper Death Seal.
Dix on the other hand had no idea of anything that was happening around him, so he was trying to chill on the soft pillow or whatever he was on. The chill part was going well as he was lying on the altar of the Eight Signed Seal totally bare of anything to protect him from the cold of the night. He was a bit annoyed, but he also knew his 'parents' were most likely preoccupied with dying as slow as possible to extend this magical moment even more. This did not really weigh on his conscience as he barely had any connection with them, except knowing the characters themselves. They didn't really concern him as long as he had no control over the situation. He was a bit sad for Minato though, he is cool as heck, too bad he has to die.
At that last thought he tried opening his eyes once again, just to get a glimpse of one of his favorite character of the story, and he noticed he can see a bit clearer, but nothing too much just yet. One humanoid shape, with two protrusions, most likely heads, with a ton of orangish red, probably behind them. All this mostly lined up with his expectations. He was familiar with the scene so he understood what is happening.
While contemplating he had to close his eyes because, once again, the stress of being born left him tired in every possible way. He was about to doze off when he felt there is something wrong with his belly. It started itching with some mild pain on the side. It took him a few seconds to remember it was probably Kurama finding his way to the new five star apartment in his body. And what a find it was.
Kurama could not contain his anger when he found himself behind bars once again. Not like he wanted to. His chakra started battering at the seal in every possible angle, while he kept screaming in a fit of burning rage and mind bending anguish. Inside the seal it was like space itself ripped apart and opened a way into the deepest pits of hell, his chakra turned into a cataclysmic tornado of fire and tried to latch onto anything he could destroy, but found nothing. His emotions filled every inch of space with bottomless hatred and wrath and all of this power rammed into that damned seal. But to no avail. The seal was just formed and it was at its strongest now. He had no way to break it. The mad episode ended soon. While the depression started setting in, the anger never really faded and acceptance was way off somewhere in the future. For now he tired himself out enough. It's time to 'settle down'. Not like he had any other choice.