Naruto’s Strongest Twin - The Battle Hungry Saiyan (DBZ Dragon Ball)

Ryusei turned to the team, his expression serious as he prepared them for what lay ahead. "Before we step into this panel, I need to remind you of a few things," he began, his voice steady but carrying the weight of countless encounters. "When we enter these timelines, you may encounter versions of yourselves or others you know. Be cautious. They're not necessarily who you expect them to be."

Sasuke's eyes remained fixed on the panel, but he nodded, understanding the need for caution. Naruto shifted uneasily, glancing between Ryusei and the rippling scene of chaos ahead.

"You've seen other versions of yourself here, right?" Naruto asked, his tone a mixture of curiosity and trepidation.

Ryusei nodded. "Yes. I've come across many versions—some younger, some older, some far stronger than I am now, others who never made it past their childhood. There are also versions of me that were dead when I arrived." He paused, letting the gravity of that statement sink in. "You'll see people you recognize—teachers, family, friends—but remember, they're not the same. Every timeline is different. Each version of the people we know has walked a different path."

Sakura looked at him, a hint of worry in her gaze. "So, they could be completely different people? Even though they look like us?"

"Exactly," Ryusei replied, meeting her eyes with a reassuring nod. "They might not even recognize you, or they could know you as someone entirely different. And in some cases, you might face versions of yourselves that are more dangerous than anything you've encountered. They have their own agendas, their own motives."

Sasuke smirked, crossing his arms. "So, basically, don't trust anyone unless you're sure who they are. Got it."

"Precisely," Ryusei said, a hint of approval in his tone. "And stay alert. If you sense a version of yourself nearby, keep your distance unless you're prepared for a confrontation. This isn't about proving who's stronger—this is about learning and growing from the experience. But that doesn't mean you should let your guard down."

Naruto cracked his knuckles, his grin reappearing. "No problem! I'll be ready for whatever comes. Let's see what this timeline has to offer."

Ryusei gave one final nod, casting his gaze over the group. "Then let's go. Remember the rules, stay close, and keep your wits about you. Each of these panels has something to teach us, but the lesson may not always be easy to recognize."

With that, they turned toward the panel, stepping forward as the world around them began to shift, the rippling surface pulling them into the unknown. The chaos and the mystery of this timeline awaited, ready to reveal whatever truths it held within.

Ryusei took a deep breath, channeling his ki to blend seamlessly with his chakra. The two energies combined, amplifying each other until his presence felt like an endless river—serene on the surface but carrying a powerful, dangerous current beneath. His chakra shimmered, flowing with a calm intensity that filled the air around them with an almost palpable force, a silent warning of the strength he held.

As they approached the panel, Ryusei extended this energy to envelop Team 7, creating a protective aura around them as they stepped through. The world around them blurred, the colors and shapes twisting and distorting until they found themselves standing on solid ground once again. They had arrived in the new timeline.

Ryusei had placed them within a dense array of trees, safely concealed from the chaos unfolding nearby. From their vantage point, they could see the boy battling an army, his every move tearing rips through dimensions as he fought. He seemed relentless, his strikes precise and devastating. But something was off about the figures he was fighting.

As Ryusei focused, he recognized the lifeless, yet determined way they moved. Their bodies bore signs of death—pale skin, soulless eyes, movements that were not entirely natural. His heart skipped a beat as he realized what they were dealing with. He turned to his team, his voice low and urgent.

"Those people he's fighting… they're under Edo Tensei. They're reanimated shinobi," he said, the weight of the revelation settling over them like a shroud. "That boy isn't just fighting ordinary enemies. He's up against an army of the dead, brought back with a purpose."

Naruto's eyes widened, his gaze shifting back to the battlefield. "Edo Tensei… so that means they can't be killed in the usual way?"

"Exactly," Ryusei replied, his tone tense but focused. "They'll regenerate from any damage, which means that boy is in a fight with no easy end. He'll have to seal them, or they'll keep coming at him indefinitely."

Sasuke's eyes narrowed, a hint of admiration flickering in them as he observed the boy's movements. "He's powerful, though. Whatever technique he's using, it's tearing right through them. But that means he's expending a lot of energy—and they'll just keep coming."

Sakura took a step closer to the edge of their hiding spot, her expression one of concern. "We should help him. He's fighting alone against all of them… it's too much."

Ryusei raised a hand, stopping her. "Not yet. We need to understand the situation before we intervene. If these are Edo Tensei, someone is controlling them. And if that boy can wield the Void like that, he's just as dangerous as the shinobi he's fighting."

They watched as the boy unleashed another attack, his hands slicing through the air, opening rips that swallowed several reanimated shinobi in an instant. The void energy shimmered and crackled, a mesmerizing and terrifying sight.

Ryusei took a deep breath, his eyes never leaving the battlefield. "We'll move in when the time is right. For now, stay sharp and watch closely. There's more to this than meets the eye."

As they observed the unfolding battle, the tension in the air thickened, each of them feeling the pull of the unknown. This boy, this fight, the reanimated shinobi—they were on the brink of something far greater, and Ryusei knew they had to be ready for whatever revelations awaited them.

Ryusei's eyes widened as he pointed toward the battlefield, his voice low but filled with urgency. "Look—over there. It's us. In this world."

Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura followed his gaze, and what they saw sent a chill down their spines. Amid the chaos, they could see themselves, but two years younger, their forms unmistakable despite the pallor of death upon them. Each of them moved with that eerie, puppet-like precision, their eyes blank and empty, betraying the unmistakable control of Edo Tensei.

Sakura took a shaky breath, her hand moving to cover her mouth. "That's… us. But how…?"

The younger versions of themselves advanced on the boy, their chakra signatures warped but still familiar. Each step they took resonated with a strange energy, an echo of who they used to be, now twisted by the resurrection jutsu.

Naruto gritted his teeth, struggling to make sense of the scene. "They're… under Edo Tensei, too? But why are they here? And who's controlling them?"

Before Ryusei could respond, the younger Sasuke raised his voice, his eyes flashing with a strange light, filled with purpose and anger. "Anon! The moment I prophesied is here! I can feel my energy connecting, which means we must be close. Finish us off and find Ryusei!"

The boy—Anon, as they had called him—turned his gaze toward them, his eyes narrowing with a fierce intensity. He didn't hesitate, raising his hand to tear another rift through the air, the Void responding to his command with a dark, swirling energy. It was as if he had been waiting for this moment, knowing it would arrive, but not knowing how.

Ryusei's pulse quickened, a sense of foreboding settling over him. Their younger selves, twisted by death and bound by some unknown force, were now hunting him—calling out his name with a strange, unearthly fervor. They had been resurrected for a purpose, and that purpose was somehow connected to him.

"We need to move," Ryusei said, his voice steady but filled with a determination that left no room for argument. "This isn't just a random battle. Someone has brought them back with a specific purpose—and that purpose is tied to me. We have to find out why."

Naruto clenched his fists, the fire of resolve burning in his eyes. "So, what's the plan, Ryusei? Do we fight them?"

Ryusei glanced at each of them, taking in their expressions—the shock, the fear, and the unyielding determination. "Yes, but not yet. We need to understand what we're dealing with. This isn't just about them. It's about whoever is controlling them and why they're after me—and Anon."

Sasuke smirked, his gaze shifting back to the battlefield. "Then let's find out. This isn't just any enemy. They're us. And if we're going to face them, we'll need to be ready."

They watched as Anon prepared for the incoming fight, his hands brimming with void energy, ready to face the twisted, reanimated versions of Team 7. The tension in the air grew, the battle poised to erupt, with secrets that had yet to be unveiled lurking in the shadows.

Ryusei knew that whatever lay ahead, it was only the beginning. This was more than just a fight—it was a confrontation with the echoes of their past, and the mysteries of the Void. And somewhere in the heart of it all, they would find the truth.

The battlefield erupted in a frenzy of movement and energy as Anon faced off against the resurrected, younger versions of Team 7. His expression was calm, almost detached, as he summoned rips in the fabric of reality, slicing through Naruto and Sakura with ruthless precision. Each tear in space seemed to pulse with the Void's power, swallowing them whole before spitting them back out, their bodies reforming through the curse of Edo Tensei, only to be torn apart again.

Young Naruto charged forward, his movements almost feral as he launched a flurry of shadow clones toward Anon. But Anon barely blinked, his hands weaving through the air, creating a swirling vortex that pulled every clone into a void, disintegrating them instantly.

Young Sakura tried to close the distance, her fists brimming with chakra as she aimed a punch at Anon's chest. But Anon sidestepped effortlessly, the air shimmering as he created a rift just behind her, and with a flick of his wrist, she was thrown backward, disappearing into the dark void and emerging again with her body slightly cracked but relentless under Edo Tensei's control.

Only Young Sasuke and Young Ryusei remained on their feet, their eyes alight with determination, refusing to be bested. Anon's gaze settled on the young Ryusei, the only one who had managed to avoid direct contact with the Void.

But before the younger Ryusei could make a move, the original Team 7 appeared, their real selves bursting onto the scene. The air crackled with a renewed energy as the real Ryusei leaped forward, his hands glowing with an intense ball of ki and chakra, condensed to the size of a soccer ball. The sphere radiated with both warmth and danger, like the very essence of peace and destruction wrapped into one.

"Get ready!" Ryusei shouted, launching the energy ball with a swift kick, sending it hurtling toward his Edo Tensei counterpart. The younger Ryusei tried to brace himself, but the force was overwhelming. The energy hit him square in the chest, and he was instantly lifted off his feet, sent spinning into the sky like a ragdoll, the condensed ki and chakra drilling him upward, far beyond the treetops.

As the younger Ryusei's form disappeared into the atmosphere, the battlefield grew still, with only the slight hum of residual energy lingering in the air. Anon, who had been effortlessly dismantling the younger versions, stopped and turned, his eyes locking onto Ryusei.

Ryusei stepped forward, his presence emanating strength and calm. He gestured toward Anon, introducing him to his team. "Everyone, this is Anon. He's from another timeline. He's not just any shinobi—he wields the Void itself."

Anon nodded, his gaze shifting to the original Team 7. "And it seems you're not from this timeline either. I could feel it… a strange resonance."

Sasuke, standing beside Ryusei, furrowed his brow, his gaze fixed on Anon. "You… there's something familiar about you. When I saw you fighting, it was like I could feel a part of myself calling out to you."

Ryusei glanced at Sasuke, nodding in understanding. "That's because you're resonating with a counterpart from another reality. It's a unique bond. In a place like this, where timelines intersect, sometimes that connection calls to you, like an echo through the void."

Sasuke's eyes narrowed, his gaze intense. "So, he's… connected to me somehow?"

"In a way," Anon replied, his voice calm but carrying a weight of hidden knowledge. "We're all connected across timelines, bound by the choices we make and the paths we walk. It seems you're here to learn something from this encounter."

Ryusei stepped between them, his eyes steady. "This isn't a coincidence. Sasuke, I think this connection might be part of why we're here. You may need to confront something about yourself through Anon."

Naruto took a step forward, his curiosity overcoming his usual caution. "So, Anon… what exactly is your story? Why are you fighting here, and what's with all the Edo Tensei?"

Anon looked past them, his eyes darkening. "This world has been twisted, corrupted by forces that shouldn't exist. I've been fighting to bring balance back, but it's a war that feels endless. These resurrected shinobi… they're being controlled by someone who's after power beyond reason."

Ryusei nodded, absorbing the weight of Anon's words. "Then perhaps it's not just your battle anymore. We're here, and we can help."

Anon studied them for a moment, his eyes lingering on Sasuke. "If you're willing to fight, then let's join forces. But know this—the Void is not forgiving. Once you step into it, there's no turning back."

Sasuke's expression hardened, the fire of determination igniting in his gaze. "I'm ready. Whatever it takes to protect our world."

Ryusei nodded, glancing at Naruto and Sakura, who both gave him resolute nods in return. They were all in this together, ready to face the unknown with Anon by their side. The Void and all its mysteries awaited them, but they would face it as a team, connected by the bonds of their own timeline and strengthened by their encounter with the warrior from another.