"A world like this..."
The Goddess of Creation and Destruction Yggdra raised her left hand in the sky, coating it with an unknown level of energy.
"Must disappear!"
And then, the entire HighschoolDxD universe was erased.
"I must change it immediately."
With a wave of her right hand, the Goddess reinstated the previously erased universe with the specific modifications meant to appease her liking. Nobody likes a bad TV show after all, and to someone as powerful as Yggdra, entertainment happens to be overwhelmingly important in her day-to-day eternal life.
Entertainment was everything.
The story as it was had deviated too far away from what she would have anticipated, and as such the story became hard for her to watch.
It needed to be changed.
In an event not too dissimilar to DC's retcon punch by Superboy Prime, the canon storyof Highschool DxD began to shift.
For better or worse, only time will tell.
***
Somewhere in multiverses...
Uzumaki Naruko shed a single tear as she felt her life end in the arms of her sensei.
She had won.
She beat Obito and Madara, but at the cost of not only her life, but also Sasuke's who had saved her.
Her papa told her he was so proud of her and how sorry he was for not protecting her, but she told him she still loved him no matter what.
Her sensei told her they would make her a Hokage, he would make sure of it.
It was bittersweet at most, but it was the best she could have hoped for at this point.
Heh, she guessed she failed both Ero-Sennin and Nagato for not bringing peace to their world.
Or did she?
Perhaps the next generation will accomplish it.
Or will this cause a massive shift to bring everyone together?
Who could say.
Sorry Kurama, I'm just so sorry you have to go with me for now… watch over our world for me, will you?
Silence was all that took place before an answer came.
Yes.
Naruko's face turned into a big smile.
Thank you.
Maybe, maybe she would be reborn? Reincarnated or something.
Yeah, that sounded nice.
Hopefully, she may have a loving family and find a nice boy to marry.
Her smile grew an inch.
Yeah.
That sounded wonderful.
It was then an unbelievably beautiful red hair woman that was glowing with holy power come through a portal.
"...I'm sorry Naru, but I'm going to use your soul again for my new project."
***
Somewhere in Japan...
A young woman that appeared in her late teens was breathing heavily. She had a buxom figure, a light skin tone, and purple eyes. She had long red hair that reaches down to her thighs.
Currently she was in a hospital gown with her legs open, doing the one thing only a woman can do.
Give birth.
Uzumaki Kushina, wife of Uzumaki Nagato.
She was giving birth to her first child today.
"One more push dear, just one more." Her husband said to her.
She just gave him an evil look, "I know thaaaat!" she shouted as she finally pushed her child out and a wonderful cry filled the room.
"It's a girl, a beautiful baby girl!" the nurse said as she went to clean the young child.
After the cleaning, the child was brought to Kushina in a pink blanket.
She opened it with a smile as she looked at her daughter.
She had a tuff of red hair, just like her parents, the same light skin tone as herself, and her husband, though she had birth marks on her cheeks, like little faint whisker marks, tripled on each cheek. Next were her eyes, which she inherited from her, purple color.
The child looked at her and let out a squeal of happiness and Kushina hugged her close.
"Welcome to the world my little Naruko." The mother said as she kissed the child on the forehead as her husband came close to hug both her and his newest child.
And so, a new legend was born.
***
Years later, Kuoh City
(Naruko P.o.V)
"Good morning, Kiba-kun!"
Is what I want to say, but I can't ever say things like. For me, saying "Good morning Kiba-kun!" is the toughest thing in the world! Even I find things difficult… yes, it is difficult being lonely. Is that a saying? Ugh, I'm not thinking straight! Just thinking about Kiba-kun is… ugh! I can't think of Kiba-kun like that… ehehe… I couldn't compete with the girls that hang around Kiba-kun anyway. The best I can do is one of the perverted trio.
But… I'm friends with… Menma-kun. I'm not friends with the other two because they creep me out. Menma-kun can creep me out, but he helped me once when some girls were bullying me...
I don't even know why they bullied me. I'm nothing special. I've got a small body. I'm only 5 feet. Not very impressive. My bust size...well, it's on a big side I think. I think they are… 85 cm? I've never measured them before. I can't remember.
I guess it's bigger than some but… with a small body… and big breasts… well, I've got bigger breasts than the school's mascot! But she's a loli and I'm not… I'm not anything! I'm not an Onee-sama type, I'm not a loli. Menma-kun said I'm a Bishoujo… but I just don't know.
Maybe I'm the Imouto type! A type of girl you want to have as a sister… yeah. No one is going to notice me, least of all Kiba-kun. Maybe I'm just dreaming after all. A girl like me, with a guy like that. Yeah… it isn't going to happen, ever.
And it isn't like I can ask Menma-kun for advice. Each time I do "He's a stupid Bishonen! I'm a better match for you! Now can I feel your boobs!?" is what he says to me. He's obsessed with boobs, even my type of boobs. They aren't anything that grand after all.
"Oh well!" I sighed to myself and got out of my bed after pushing my red hair out of my face. It's quite long… waist length. Maybe I should cut it...? I could ask Menma-kun later to see his opinion. Ugh, he might just focus on my breasts or something. Not that I'd mind much. I guess Menma-kun is a nice guy. If I did develop those kinds of feelings then I might let him grope… eehehe, nope! Not gonna happen!
Knock knock!
There's a knock at my door. Oh yeah, it will be Menma-kun. He sometimes comes around for food and such. I swear… I should be going around to his house for food! I'm not made of it! Especially since I live alone. My parents… died quite a few years ago now. And I don't have anyone besides a distant aunt who pays for my living expenses in exchange for me getting good grades. I guess I could be considered a nerd because I'm a little studious.
I went to the door in my apartment and opened it without caring.
"Good morning Naruko-chan!"
"Hello Menma-kun, Food?"
He nodded, then he blushed. Why is he blushing? He's looking at something intently… I followed his eyes… aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! I'm in my bra and panties! Uwah! I covered my breasts with my arms in an X position.
"STAY OUT THERE!"
Using a machine-like voice, I slammed the door shut and started getting dressed. My apartment isn't that big. My bedroom is my living room and it is right next to the kitchen and my bathroom is… well, on the small side I suppose. But I don't need much. It is just myself here. And on rare occasions, Menma-kun. He has stayed over once, but I made it clear that if he did anything pervy to me, I would chop off that thing that makes him a man.
I got dressed into my usual uniform and with my long hair flowing naturally, I also put a blue butterfly clip to the left hand side of my red hair. I looked in the mirror… it will do.
I went to the door again and opened it.
"Sorry about that Menma-kun. I guess I was tired and didn't think about it when I opened the door."
"Aah, no problem. Hehe, you are looking cute today."
"Hmmm, don't think flattering me will get you more food. Now please come in."
I stood to the side and let him in. Unlike most, if not all girls at the school, I honestly don't mind his company. When he tries to be naughty… that's when I become upset. I went into the kitchen and started preparing breakfast.
"Menma-kun! Do you want scrambled eggs or not?"
"Yes! Scrambled eggs are the best!"
I giggled and made a full english breakfast, despite living in japan. Hehe, I guess I'm weird like that. But that's just me after all. I'm weird! But I'm proud of that fact. People might think I'm going with the crowd for developing a crush on Kiba-kun but I'm really not. He's… pained. I can feel it in my heart. He has some dark past. I see past his smile. Even I wear a fake smile.
Ever since my parents died, I have been wearing a fake smile. Even for Menma-kun. I'm just fake. I can't smile genuinely because… it hurts. The last genuine smile I gave was for my parents… I couldn't give someone else a genuine smile.
To me, it would feel like I'm betraying their memory. Most will think I'm going mental or something for thinking stuff like that. But I'm really not going mental at all. I'm actually quite sane… just ask my psychiatrist.
"Hehehe."
"What's so funny?"
Oh, did I just giggle out loud? I looked at Menma-kun and smiled sweetly.
"Oh nothing. I was just thinking something funny."
"Care to share?"
"It isn't important. I was just thinking about if you were looking at my body while I was cooking just then?"
I winked at him, which made him gain a red face. Hehe, Menma-kun don't be silly. I finished making breakfast and gave one to Menma-kun and of course myself.
"Thank you for the meal!"
So kind. At least he has manners, unlike those other two perverts. I really dislike them. It's scary how much they scare me. I intentionally feel like throwing up when they try to touch me. Fortunately, Menma-kun defends me from his naughty friends.