Naruto: After unifying the ninja world, I invaded the parallel ninja world

The Hidden Rain Village of the Empire, a place that was once shrouded in haze and rarely saw the sun, now seemed to Nagato like a pure land kissed by the gods.

He slowly sat up from the hospital bed, his eyes, slightly tired due to illness and years of hardship, now flickered with curiosity and desire for the unknown world.

The sun shone through the huge French windows, like golden silk, gently draped over his shoulders, warm and soft, as if it was the most gentle comfort of nature.

Nagato narrowed his eyes slightly, letting this long-lost warmth penetrate into every inch of skin, every cell, as if to sweep away the haze that had accumulated in his heart for many years.

"Am I... still alive?"

A trace of doubt surged in his heart, and this doubt was mixed with incredible surprise.

He looked around, the simple and warm ward, the quiet and vibrant scene outside the window, everything was so real and so within reach.

"Is this... heaven?" Nagato thought to himself, an unprecedented emotion stirring in his chest.

He realized that he might be standing at a brand new starting point, a peaceful world that he had dreamed of but seemed out of reach.

He walked out of the ward lightly, every step seemed so cautious, for fear of breaking this rare tranquility.

The world outside was more beautiful than he had imagined: in the fields, the golden ears of wheat swayed in the wind, they were telling the joy of the harvest; in the sky, the birds spread their wings and flew high, they whispered or sang, free and carefree; in the distance, the children's laughter was as clear as silver bells, they chased and played, with the most innocent smiles on their faces.

All this was so strange to Nagato, but so familiar. These were the scenes he had sketched in his dreams countless times, and now they were truly presented in front of him.

Nagato strolled on this land full of vitality, and every step he took was a long-lost ease and relief.

He stopped, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. It was a mixture of the fragrance of soil and flowers, so fresh and intoxicating.

He felt the pulse of the earth under his feet, which was the power of life and the source of hope.

He heard the laughter in the wind, which was people's love for life and their vision for the future.

"Is this... the real peaceful world?"

Standing on this peaceful and peaceful land, Nagato was full of emotion and questions.

His deep and slightly sad eyes were unconsciously filled with tears at this moment.

This time, the tears did not come from the endless pain or deep despair he had experienced, but from the deep feeling of being touched by this hard-won peaceful scene.

Just then, a little girl came to Nagato with a skipping sound. She had two ponytails, her eyes sparkled, and she looked up at Nagato curiously.

"Big brother, why are you crying?" the little girl asked in a baby voice.

Nagato squatted down, looked at the little girl gently, and said softly: "Because I am very happy to see such a beautiful world."

The little girl laughed and stretched out her little hand to give Nagato a wild flower.

"Big brother, the flower is for you, I hope you can be happy every day."

Nagato took the flower and gently sniffed the faint fragrance of the flower.

At this moment, he was more determined to protect this peace.

He stood up and looked into the distance.

He decided that his hands, which had once manipulated the Samsara Eye to bring destruction, would now become the power to protect this peaceful paradise.

The little girl looked at Nagato who had recovered, and she smiled.

"Sister, let me ask you, where is this place?"

Nagato felt a little heavy and complicated.

Here...can he see Yahiko?

This place is so beautiful, it shouldn't be hell, right?

If there really is hell and heaven...

Then I am so sinful, I should only go to hell...

"Brother, this is the Hidden Rain Village."

The girl looked at the man in front of her with confusion.

Is he a wandering poet? Or a tourist from afar?

"Is this... the Hidden Rain Village?"

Nagato's pupils shrank, his face full of shock.

The Hidden Rain Village...

The Hidden Rain Village?

Did he travel through time?

He saw his face through the clear water.

It had changed a lot from before his death.

The Rinnegan was gone, replaced by a pair of dark black pupils.

In addition, his hair turned from white to red.

The biggest change was his skin, which was no longer skin and bones, but full and plump.

Now he really looked like a person who grew up normally in a gentle place!

But...

"Where is my Rinnegan?"

NagatoNagato looked into the distance, comparing the area with the former Hidden Rain Village.

Steampunk-style buildings are interspersed with modern technology buildings and cities.

It seems to have changed, but not too much.

In the distance, the largest mountain range that blocks the Hidden Rain Village is torn open from the inside to the outside.

Whether it is the warm wind and sunshine, or the clouds, rain and fog, they all come in and out from here.

Nagato closed his eyes and began to imagine the possibility of all this.

"It seems... If I had used the power of the entire Hidden Rain Village, could I have changed this environment?"

"No..."

"The surrounding villages will never allow it!"

Nagato's eyes were sharp.

"Little sister, when did this canyon exist?"

The little girl was already a little anxious when she heard her friend's call from afar.

"This was created by the Emperor. Brother, I won't chat with you for now. My friend is looking for me!"

The little girl stumbled and ran away, but after running for a while, she turned back and stared at Nagato with her eyes.

"Big brother, let's make a promise! In the future, in the empire, we won't cry, we will be happy!"

The girl walked away again, watching her running with a group of children, butterflies chasing, dragonflies approaching, and the laughter of children's voices came into Nagato's ears, and his eyes suddenly became wet again.

"In such a world...don't cry, be happy?"

"Wait!"

"Emperor? In the empire?!"

Nagato's pupils shrank.

What did the little girl say just now?

I seem to have overlooked it!

This is...the empire?

No...

Absolutely impossible!

Such a beautiful world can never be the world that tried to invade him before dying.

Konan is still in their hands! !

The empire here...

It should be the empire of this world...

But I still can't tell whether this is heaven or hell.

Forget it, asking a little girl won't tell me anything.

I'd better wander around and see for myself...