Nothing added up. Kyubi was always in control, so why was he freaking out now, at the moment of their complete failure?
Damn it... had they been framed?
Maybe someone is controlling Naruto, manipulating the Nine-Tails from the inside? Like that fateful night when the fox attacked the village. But the Uchiha clan has been destroyed. Is that really you, Sasuke? Did the Mangekyo Sharingan awaken from its shock, but lay low to strike at our moment of weakness?
No, that's absurd. Sasuke is dead, killed by our own hands. And Uchiha Yue, who has always been indifferent to the village, would hardly take revenge for some boy. When Yue entered that territory, Sasuke, as we thought, turned out to be useless and died in vain.
Then what's the matter? This couldn't be happening!
For how many years Naruto endured contempt, but he never broke down. He insisted that he would become Hokage with such fervor that it seemed he would forgive the murderer of his parents if he only mentioned the Will of Fire. That's how he was—a boy with an unshakable faith in his heart. Even Hiruzen's death did not unsettle him.
How could such a child suddenly snap? It was unthinkable.
On the roof of one of the buildings, Tsunade watched Naruto raging with a gloomy face. As soon as he and Kyubi found a common language, he immediately entered full-tailed beast mode. Moreover, thanks to the recent proliferation of senjutsu techniques, Naruto even managed to master it. By order of the Great Toad Sage, all the Shinobi villages received information about the Sage's Regime in order to cast a wide net and find hope in the world for victory over Uchiha Yue.
And now Naruto wasn't just in full Nine—Tails mode-he was in Sage Mode.
"An experiment?" No, it's not possible! Jiraiya shook his head desperately. Having lost his manhood, having turned from a hero into a shadow of himself, he changed. His understanding of the Will of Fire became deeper, honed by suffering—after all, he was a disciple of the Third. — Naruto was unconscious, he didn't have a single chance to wake up. We had the Yamanaka ninja comb through his memory and released him only after making sure he didn't remember anything! This can't be happening!
He couldn't find an answer. Why is Kuby freaking out? And why is it so timely? The Mysterious Stranger…
Precisely!
A sudden epiphany burned Jiraiya. Konoha was framed. This damned stranger had been waiting all this time, watching the village in order to deliver a crushing blow at the moment of their failure. To wipe Konoha off the face of the earth!
What devilish cruelty!
Jiraiya couldn't think of any other explanation. The idea that Naruto himself had unleashed his power and negotiated with the Nine-Tails seemed absurd to him. Naruto had no motive. He's... he's a good boy who dreams of becoming Hokage. How could he go against his comrades, betray the Will of Fire?
And who would believe that Naruto found out the truth about the experiment? When he woke up and asked what had happened, they fed him a hastily made-up story. Given the boy's naivety, he should have believed in anything. An orphan who no one really cared about, as long as he was alive, and thank you for that. He had to believe it. After all, even if it's a lie, you need someone to expose it.
Kuby? The idea that this beast could tell Naruto the truth was ridiculous. The Kyubi is just a bundle of hatred, the epitome of disaster. Does such a creature have a mind? It's ridiculous.
And what difference would the truth make? Naruto is the bearer of the Will of Fire. He must understand: No matter what happens, you can't raise your hand against your own people, you can't sow destruction. This is the foundation of the basics!
It was all inexplicable.
However, there was no time to think. Noticing that his enemies had survived, Naruto charged again. Lacking sophisticated techniques, he relied on brute force: the continuous barrage of Bombs from the Tailed Beast and the ramming blow from the giant body. The battle raged with a new, monstrous force.
Almost all of Konoha's Shinobi ran to the call, but the village's forces were exhausted. In a matter of moments, Konoha turned into smoking ruins.
"Hee hee, die, everyone die!" Naruto roared, crushing the Shinobi in his huge fist. — This Konoha of yours has no place anymore!
The giant tail lashed across the ground, knocking Hyuga away as he attacked Hiashi. With a single blow, almost all the bones in his body turned into crumbs.
"Yes! Yes! That's it, Naruto, kill!!!" Kyubi roared in the dungeon of his subconscious. "Destroy everything! Let these bastards see your true strength! Ha ha ha! Take my chakra, take it all, without a trace!"
The fox demon was ecstatic. Senju Hashirama, you jerk, you couldn't even imagine that your Konoha would fall from my power! It will fall because of your vaunted Will of Fire!
Kyubi was choking with insane, triumphant laughter. For the first time in so many years, he was truly happy. He knew that Naruto was not inherently evil. On the contrary, there were ridiculously few negative emotions in his heart, as if something was suppressing them. But everything has a limit.
Boundless faith in the Will of Fire, and then a brutal clash with its true, dark essence. This revelation shattered the core in the boy's soul. The extremes converged: the bright faith, turning into its opposite, gave rise to a dark, devouring rage, eager to wipe out the rotten village from the face of the earth.
And the current chaos became possible only because…