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Naruto World – In the Pure Land of the Underworld

Floating cross-legged in midair, Uchiha Renzo suddenly opened his eyes. A small smirk tugged at his lips. "Finally… I've completely taken control of the Pure Land's authority."

"Now I'm basically a full-fledged Shinigami!"

"…No, scratch that. I'm more like the Soul King of the Pure Land!"

Feeling pretty satisfied with himself, Renzo stood up and stretched, then waved a hand to open a spatial portal. Without a second thought, he stepped through—leaving the Pure Land behind and returning to his home in Konoha.

"Pika! Pika!!"

"Bui! Bui!!"

The moment he returned, Renzo froze in place.

What… the hell was he looking at?

Pikachu—yes, a blue Pikachu—was having a heated argument with what looked like a brown Leafeon. Both were standing on two legs, and it felt like watching a real-life version of Tom and Jerry.

Clearly they were Uchiha Tom and Senju Jerry.

And that wasn't even the weirdest part.

His house… had changed. Completely.

It wasn't just remodeled—it was massive, way more luxurious than he remembered. Honestly, it barely resembled the old place at all.

Renzo: "…"

A bad feeling crept up his spine.

Without hesitation, he vanished from the spot and reappeared in midair above Konoha. His sensory perception expanded instantly—And what he saw made him question everything.

"What the actual hell is going on here?!"

Was this… still Konoha? Was this even still the Naruto world?

Why the hell were Pokémon everywhere?!

Everywhere he looked, people had Pokémon with them. It wasn't even subtle.

He saw someone commanding a Machamp to carry bricks at a construction site. Another villager was casually walking a Pikachu like a dog.

A flock of Pidgey flew overhead. A Caterpie was spinning silk behind a clothing store. A Scyther was trimming trees along the main road.

Members of the Inuzuka clan were racing through the forest—riding Arcanine like they were dirt bikes. At the hospital, Kurenai was working with a Gardevoir and a Chansey to treat patients.

As for Asuma? The guy was literally riding a Charizard, heading toward the village gates. But when he spotted Renzo hovering in the sky, he turned and flew over at full speed.

And there was Kakashi—cool as ever, a Pikachu perched on his shoulder—casually reporting mission details to Minato.

Renzo's face darkened.

"How long was I gone?! And who the hell turned this place into Pokémon Konoha?!"

He immediately reached out to sense his shadow clones—then canceled them on the spot.

Boom.

A flood of memories hit him like a truck.

His eyes widened. And in the silence that followed, he muttered a single word: "…Shit."

"Yo, Renzo! Didn't expect to see you out!" Asuma flew closer on his Charizard, waving excitedly. "Weren't you busy breeding and researching new Pokémon?"

"Oh, and didn't you say my Charizard could Mega Evolve or something? Did you figure that out yet?"

Renzo's eye twitched. "…Next time."

"Huh?" Asuma frowned, sensing something was off. "You're acting weird. Wait, are you really Renzo? Not someone pretending to be him or something?"

As he spoke, Asuma pulled out his trench knives, while his Charizard growled lowly, clearly ready for a fight.

Renzo: "…"

Flick!

In the blink of an eye, Renzo vanished and reappeared next to Asuma. Without hesitation, he smacked the back of Asuma's head! The force knocked the guy clean off his Charizard.

Renzo then patted the dragon's head reassuringly, calming it down, before turning to look at Asuma, who barely managed to land on a rooftop after flipping through the air.

"So," Renzo said, arms crossed. "Still think I'm fake?"

"You guys really pulled it off, huh? Took advantage of my absence to let my clones run wild… and now you've basically turned all of Konoha—no, the whole ninja world—into a damn Pokémon paradise!?"

He gave Asuma a sharp look.

"What do you think I should do with you guys?"

Yep. That's right. The root of the chaos? It all started when Asuma got jealous of Kurenai's Ralts.

Things spiraled way out of control from there.

Kakashi, Obito, Rin, even Minato…One by one, they started making requests to Renzo's shadow clones.

Eventually, even Orochimaru joined in.

And you can guess what happened next.

Total. Mayhem.

"Uhh…"

Asuma froze, clearly shaken. "…So, you're the real Renzo?"

"What do you think?"

Renzo stared him down, expressionless.

"…Ahahaha…"

Asuma let out a dry laugh. Yeah, no doubt about it—this really was the real Renzo. That familiar vibe? You don't just forget that, even after a dozen years.

Scratching the back of his head awkwardly, he smiled and asked, "So… when'd you finish your closed-door training? Where've you been hiding all these years?"

"I even asked your shadow clone, but these guys were tight-lipped. Kurenai has been waiting for you, you know! And rumor has it…"

He leaned in conspiratorially, lowering his voice and glancing around. "Lady Tsunade might've been plotting to make a move on you."

It'd been twelve years since Uchiha Renzo went off the grid. No wonder everything had changed so much.

Even Renzo himself was a bit surprised at how quickly time had flown by. To him, it didn't feel like years—it felt more like a few hours at most.

Luckily, after fusing with Sage Chakra, his shadow clones had been able to absorb natural energy from the environment to stay active. That's how they managed to last this long—and even create so many Pokémon.

Well… not all of them. The initial batches were created by Renzo himself, but the rest were either bred or developed through genetic engineering.

And in that department? Orochimaru was very hands-on.

"Huh?" Renzo raised an eyebrow. "That so? Noted. By the way, why'd you choose Charizard? I thought you'd go for a wind- or lightning-type Pokémon."

"Hehe!"

Asuma grinned sheepishly and scratched his head again. "Your clone said Charizard looked super cool—and it's strong too! Plus, you can ride it through the sky! What's not to love?"

"Oh, and I've been working on my Fire Release these past few years. Don't judge me by how I look—these days, I'm actually a Kage-level shinobi!"

"I even earned the title 'Flash Master.'"

That was all thanks to the Swift Release bloodline and the Sage Body serum Renzo gave him back in the day.

Without that boost, Asuma figured he probably never would've made it to Kage-level in his lifetime.

But now? He was a seasoned powerhouse.

"…Huh?" Renzo gave him a deadpan look. "What, do you think you're Yoruichi now?"

"Yoruichi? Who's that? Why does it sound like they're the real Flash?" Asuma asked, completely baffled.

Renzo just waved him off. "Never mind that. So, are you heading out on a mission? And what the hell happened to the ninja world? Konoha's turned into some kind of damn Pokémon paradise—what about the other villages?"

Sure, Renzo had merged with the memories of his shadow clones, but those guys had basically gone full recluse, spending most of their time researching indoors. Not exactly great intel.

Mostly, they'd been hiding out to avoid Kurenai and Tsunade.

Any time one of his shadow clones popped up, those two would corner them and aggressively demand to know where the real Renzo was.

Eventually, they just gave up and stayed in the lab.

"…Well," Asuma scratched his cheek awkwardly. "Other villages have been buying Pokémon from Konoha—but we mostly give them the basic ones. You know, Caterpies, Pidgeys, Rattatas, Digletts, that sort of thing."

Renzo's expression darkened. "They really just buy them? No stealing? No shady research? You really think those other villages are that well-behaved?"

Yeah, right. Renzo didn't trust the ethics of the ninja world one bit.

"Heheh… They want to, sure—but would they dare? With Konoha's Six Gods around? Who's gonna mess with us now?"

Asuma grinned smugly.

"Six Gods? Such a scam?"

Renzo rolled his eyes. He already knew the answer—his clones had filled him in.

The so-called Six Gods were: Asuma, Kakashi, Obito, Rin, Kurenai, and Kushina.

Yep. Kushina was one of them too.

"Even so, you can't expect to stop everyone," Renzo said, his tone grim. "This kind of thing… it's never good for Pokémon. Even in their original world, stuff like this happened."

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