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Naruto To Boruto: Nothing Remains

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A philosopher died defending himself from a home invasion and now finds himself in a new world. Unbeknownst to him, this new world may be worst than the last. Will he survive?
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Chapter 1 - Nice With Ill Intentions

"All for Naught? If humans truly cared, WHY ARE DESTROYING OUR OWN PLANET?! " A philosopher known as Daniel White has been a name widely known for the last 4 years. He has exposed corrupt politicians, educated college students, donated his money to different charities, and grew his net worth through the increase of his connections and assets.

Daniel was a man of goodwill to the world. But his reasons contradicted his actions.

Daniel felt a sense of euphoria, proving others wrong, and being above all else. Rather, it was through money, stalking, or whatever it may be as long as the results meet or exceed his expectations.

In fact, he entered the boxing world to show off his superior physically and actively engaged in his community. This was not to help them but to place their lives in the palm of his hands.

This lasted for quite some time. Until that day arrived.

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Falling from the sky was droplets of water to heavy for the clouds to upheld. Like bullet casings hitting the ground from the back of a gatling gun, the rain was loud and hefty.

Now, driving down the highway to his hotel suite, Daniel caught a haughty message from one of the mistresses he brought with him.

"She bought on plan B? Well.....I guess the toys I bought her weren't enough." He laid back, controlling the steering wheel one handedly. From here and there, he'd check his rear view mirror.

An all black 2015 Nissan Ultima floods the back of his car. Beside him, a red 2020 Ford Mustang is smoothly driving at a steady 50 miles per hour.

He used speech to text to send a message to his beloved. With a heart eyes emoji said sent "I'm on my way.

The car on the side of him slowly crept closer to his side. The car behind him sped up, entering the empty lane on the other side of Daniel.

He peaked over at the Nissan Ultima. They roll their windows down, but he minds his business and continues on driving forward.

From both M1911 Colts with silencers attached, I exited the shadows of both cars.

Before he could register the firearms properly, bullets fly from the nose, one piercing the shoulder of his driving arm. The other blowing. a hole in one of his front tires and another busting through his mouth from the side.

"Aagh!" Instinctively grabbing his shoulder, his car swerved out of control as they sped past him.

With blood on his hand, he tries to take back control of his car and slow down to stop himself, but it spins wildly.

Fortunately, it stops completely. But Daniel sat their with a blood filled mouth and a shoulder dyed in red. The airbag blew out, smacking him in the face.

He unfastened his seat belt and opened the door, falling out immediately. The rain soaked his wounds, adding to the agony.

His thoughts were everywhere. Racing like his Tesla was prior to the current situation.

One thing was for certain, this was a coordinated attack. Maybe it was one of the politicians he exposed or one of the many businesses he's taken over in his four year reign. Whoever it was, they orchestrated it quite well. As his face met the canvas, he slowly picked himself up from the ground to meet black boots approach him.

"Gooo....." He tries to speak, but his words were slurred. From the headache to the nauseating feeling he got from the car spinning before, he wasn't in the right state to defend himself or run.

As he tried to get up, he tumbled and fell back to the ground. As he falls to the surface, bullets drop to his skin, piercing different parts of his body.

Everything occurred so swiftly that he couldn't tell what was actually going on. But it didn't matter, did it? His life faded as the sounds of the rain flooded the last moments of his life.

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A light was the last belief a Christian could ask for after death. But such a thing is only in faith.

"It seems like this one survived. Strange, Amado surely said it was unresponsive."

Before a machine inside a laboratory was a red-haired adolescent boy draped in dark shades.

Another approached this boy "Another one of Amado's failed experiments?"

"Ugh." Stepping out the machine was a larger, darker man in comparison to the three patiently waiting before him.

"Ooh? He's big." a child said whilst on the back of the young man.

These characters went by the names of Code, Eida, and Daemon.

And the man who walked out of the machine was Daniel.

He is a headache prone man who has yet to register his surroundings.

"He was supposed to be a holder of the karma like me and Kawaki. Amado used the DNA of the 3rd Raikage to create a strong body capable of withstanding Jigen's power, but it failed." Code explained to the two.

"Amado's an old man. He must've read wrong." Said Daemon.

Quiet, Eida corrects the young Daemon. "No, it's as Code said. The only reason why he's still here is because Amado was going to use the remains for a new experiment." Her eye changed, shifting back to its normal appearance.

"Then how'd he end up here?"

"Boro must have stolen the capsule when Jigen and Amado weren't around."

Finally coming to, Daniel's eyes met Eida, Code, and Daemon. "....Would I go to hell for calling you three exotic?"

Daemon tilted his head a little. "Huh?"