The hidden village of rain, 200 years after the events of Boruto.

The village is shrouded in a heavy mantle of sadness, the rain falling as usual on this land.

It's a day like any other for Raziel and his mother, living a miserable life in the darkest corners of the town.

Once, renowned ninjas such as Naruto Uzumaki and Pain had brought peace to this place, but now their legacy was all but forgotten, giving way to bitterness and discrimination towards those who had once proudly worn the ninja headband.

Raziel, a red-haired 15-year-old boy, inherited the traits of the Uzumaki line, descended from Boruto Uzumaki, the hero of old. Yet he lived in the shadow of his ancestors, an existence marked by poverty and loneliness. His mother, a loving and resilient woman, did her best to provide for them following the disappearance of her father on a mission.

That evening, as dark clouds invaded the sky, Raziel had no idea that his destiny was about to change. The rain pounded on the rusty tin roofs, punctuating his inner sadness. As they tried to find shelter under an old bridge, cruel laughter echoed in the darkness. A gang of village youths approached, their faces full of hatred and contempt.

"Look who's here, I thought they'd all disappeared," sneered the leader of the gang, glancing disdainfully at Raziel.

His mother instinctively stood in front of him, trying to protect him. "Leave us alone, we haven't done anything to you," she pleaded in a trembling voice.

But words had no effect on these young hearts filled with anger and resentment. They came from a world that despised ninjas as relics of the past.

One of the youngsters stepped forward, pulling out a gun, and said, "We're rich, boys, the village will give us a hefty bounty for their capture."

Raziel knew he couldn't count on the understanding of others. He had learned to keep his secret well hidden.

His Mother saw them approaching and rushed over to them, shouting, "Raziel run!"

The situation quickly degenerated, and Raziel, unable to move due to fear, could only watch as his mother desperately rushed at the thugs to protect him.

And that's when Raziel's life suddenly changed. The thug with the gun, taken by surprise by the woman's sudden movements, shot her in a hurry, killing her instantly.

Raziel watched the scene without moving, time seemingly on hold, and by the time he realized what had happened, his mother was gone. Gripped by despair, he felt a force growing inside him, something strange and powerful. A scarlet veil appeared in his eyes, and his pupils transformed into a strange spiral pattern set against a deep purple background. Rinnegan, the legendary power of his ancestors, had awakened.

Frightened by the sudden manifestation of his eyes, the youngsters stepped back momentarily. But fear quickly turned to rage and hatred. They could not tolerate such a different being in this world, a ninja.

"You think your eyes make you special? You're nothing but an aberration!" one of them shouted, rushing at the boy with the violet eyes and red hair.

In a moment of rage and despair, having just seen his mother killed in cold blood, Raziel exploded with power in an instant, the Rinnegan's powers amplified and at the same time released the immense chakra he possessed within him, unleashing immeasurable force. Flashes of chakra swirled around him as his mother was caught in a scarlet spiral. The horrified looks of the young bystanders would remain etched in Raziel's memory forever.

At that moment, everything was clear to Raziel, he had found the purpose of his life in suffering, he had a mission to accomplish, a task that not even his ancestors had succeeded in, to pay the world.

Raising his eyes to his mother's killers, there was a clear clarity, as if they saw all the truths of this world. Raising her hand towards them, as if divine sanction had fallen upon them, the thugs could only hear a sound before everything went dark.

"Shinra Tensei"

…

As the rain continued to fall and calm returned, Raziel found himself alone in the middle of a crater. The shock of reality washed over him, and he realized that he was now alone, one of the last ninjas among the shadows of this modern world.

With a mixture of pain, guilt and determination, Raziel knew that his destiny would not be dictated by the hatred and fear of others.

He had made up his mind to seek out the last remaining ninjas to form a new Akatsuki, an organization that could, by force, bring peace and justice back to a world that had forgotten their importance.

POV Raziel:

Thinking of the past, 'Three years have passed since that night, I've been training myself to master the rinnegan and my chakra. According to texts that date back to the time of the ninjas, I was able to reach the Kage level not long ago.'

Standing on the village's highest tower, dressed in a black cloak with red clouds on it, gazing at the horizon over the village fences.

Raziel murmured, "It's time to let the world feel the pain."