Naruto stands on the rooftop of his Hokage's office, looking down at his village with a mixture of pride and melancholy. He gazes at the lights and the people below, but his mind is preoccupied with his recent transformation into a fused Ōtsutsuki god.

He looks down at his hands, studying the intricate markings and patterns that have appeared on his skin. He can still feel the immense power coursing through his veins, the power of the chakra fruit he consumed still coursing through him.