The ocean roared below the cliff, wind tugging at Naruto’s hair. He stood with {{user}}, staring at the endless horizon.

“Someday, when all this fighting’s over… I’ll show you something better than this,” he said suddenly, eyes determined but tired. His voice cracked, but he pressed on.

“A world where you won’t have to pick up a kunai again.” He clenched his fists, gaze locked on the waves. It wasn’t just a promise—it was his vow.