Naruto: End of the Shinobi World

”Hey—what? She jumped?!”

”What’s going on? Suicide?!”

”No way! That Sakura Haruno—how could she…?”

”Did she lose hope and choose to end it?”

”Where are the medical-nin?! Hurry and save her!”

”Save what? That’s inside the Sky Screen!”

Inside Konoha, and across the entire shinobi world watching the Sky Screen, everyone was stunned by Sakura Haruno’s decisive leap.

”Sakura—!”

At the Ninja Academy, Yamanaka Ino screamed, her face turning deathly pale.

”Is… is it over? Just like that…?”

Sakura murmured to herself, utterly unable to comprehend what she was seeing.

She… just chose to end her own life?

Wasn’t this far too reckless?

”I don’t accept this!”

Sakura Haruno was furious.

”KAKASHI—!!!”

A green blur shot forward like a whirlwind. Might Guy appeared in front of Hatake Kakashi, who had also been staring up at the Sky Screen. Guy’s large hands clamped around Kakashi’s neck as he shook him violently, tears pouring down like waterfalls.

”Your student! Your poor, pitiful student committed suicide!”

”You irresponsible teacher! What were you doing?! Why didn’t you notice your student’s pain?!”

”Is the tragedy of youth really going to unfold at your hands?! KA—KA—SHI—!”

Kakashi was shaken until he was dizzy, his perpetually lifeless eyes rolling back until almost nothing but white showed.

Struggling to pry Guy’s hands away, he protested hoarsely, ”Hey—hey—Guy… calm down! That’s the Sky Screen! It’s a vision of the future! It hasn’t happened yet!”

”Even if it hasn’t happened, you still can’t ignore it!” Guy wailed, refusing to let go. ”Warnings about youth must be taken seriously! Are you going to wait until tragedy truly strikes before you regret it?! Waaaah…!”

Kakashi finally broke free, straightening his disheveled clothes with a helpless sigh.

Rubbing his bruised neck, he muttered under his breath, a deep sense of absurdity in his voice:

”What kind of cosmic sin did I commit…? Three students, and not one of them is normal…”

One was the last Uchiha survivor—destined to defect.

One was a jinchūriki—fated to bring catastrophe to the world.

And now the one who seemed the most ordinary—his female student—had staged a dramatic ”suicide” dive into the sea on the Sky Screen.

Yet beneath his complaints, a sharp glint flashed briefly through Kakashi’s usually lazy eyes.

He looked back up at the Sky Screen, his gaze fixed on the stretch of ocean where Sakura had vanished.

He didn’t believe for a second that Sakura had truly taken her own life.

”This Sky Screen is clearly centered on Sakura…” Kakashi thought.

”That jump wasn’t an ending—it was the beginning of something.”

He had a strong premonition that behind this seemingly desperate act lay a twist no one had anticipated.

His focus sharpened as he waited for what would emerge from beneath the sea.

Just as Kakashi had predicted, the image on the Sky Screen did not fade to black or descend into mourning. Instead, the perspective subtly shifted, as if piercing through the deep ocean itself and entering a hidden space.

Inside a cave bathed in soft, glowing light, Sakura Haruno slowly regained consciousness. She coughed a few times, spitting out salty seawater, and looked around in confusion.

The stone walls were covered in unknown luminescent moss or crystal formations, casting the entire cavern in a dreamlike glow. The air was thick with an ancient, mysterious presence.

”Where… is this? Why am I here?”

Sakura struggled to sit up.

Her gaze was soon drawn to the center of the cave.

There, a naturally formed stone pedestal stood, and atop it rested an object.

Carefully approaching, Sakura saw that it was a stone tablet no larger than her palm. It was a deep crimson color, neither metal nor jade, smooth to the touch, with faintly visible patterns—complex, ancient, and profound.

An inexplicable pull emanated from it, as though a whisper was calling out to her soul.

”…Were you the one guiding me here?”

A sense of realization rose in Sakura’s heart as she murmured softly.

With almost no hesitation, she reached out and gently picked up the crimson stone tablet.

The instant her fingers made contact—

A sudden change occurred!

”Wng—!”

The tablet erupted with blinding light. A condensed stream of crimson radiance, as if alive, shot out and plunged straight into Sakura’s forehead!

”Ah—!”

She barely managed a short cry before an overwhelming torrent of information flooded into her mind like a burst dam. The impact blackened her vision, and she collapsed unconscious to the ground.

The crimson tablet fell beside her, its light retracting as it returned to stillness.

At that very moment, the Sky Screen flickered violently.

Two enormous, ancient characters—seemingly containing the fundamental truths of heaven and earth—were forcibly branded into the consciousness of every single viewer.

Divine Technique - Ancient Uzumaki Sealing Art !

No one recognized the script itself, yet everyone instinctively understood its meaning.

Before anyone could even process what Divine Technique truly signified, an indescribable agony erupted from deep within the soul!

”Gah—!”

”My head—my head!”

”What’s happening?!”

Across the entire shinobi world—whether Kage-level powerhouses or ordinary civilians—everyone clutched their heads almost simultaneously, groaning or screaming in pain.

It felt as though invisible needles were stabbing straight through their brains, forcing them to shut their eyes and rendering them unable to look at the Sky Screen.

And in that brief moment of chaos and forced blindness, the Sky Screen seemed to be rapidly switched by an unseen hand—skipping over the glowing cave, the unconscious Sakura, and the all-important crimson tablet.

When the intense headache receded like a withdrawing tide, people cautiously opened their eyes and looked back up at the sky.

The image had already changed.

Details of the cave, the tablet’s appearance, and the precise process by which Sakura received the inheritance…

All of it had become hazy and indistinct.

Yet the words ”Divine Technique” were burned into everyone’s memory like red-hot iron—utterly impossible to erase.

The Sky Screen had stirred an unprecedented storm throughout the shinobi world.

Divine Technique!

Though the pain had faded, the shock carried by those two words spread like wildfire to every corner of the world.

After a brief silence came an even more violent surge of discussion.

”Divine Technique! That just now—was that really a Divine Technique?!”

”It’s definitely something beyond comprehension! Just hearing the name caused unbearable pain!”

”That Sakura Haruno—she obtained it! That jump wasn’t suicide, it was a fortuitous encounter!”

”That’s right! It must have been some ancient inheritance that chose her!”

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