Reaper Death Seal, Orochimaru: Are You Seriously That Touched?

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Anko:"."

"I'm complimenting you," he said.

"Do you really think I'm stupid? I don't believe you," Anko said disdainfully. "I really don't know how you could say such a vicious thing?"

"What's the point of having good legs if you're unlucky?"

He thought for a moment and replied, "I can take a few more glances."

"Talking to you is exhausting, it feels like my life is shortened." She looked at him resentfully and said, "We're about to get down to business, but you're still looking at Ninjutsu scrolls."

"Only now do I truly realize that I'm unlucky, that you are the calamity in my life."

Upon hearing this, Naruto put the scroll down. Anko would definitely be fine if Orochimaru was resurrected, but he didn't want her to bother him anymore, so he said.

"Don't worry, I'll give you a grand funeral. I'll make sure you rest in peace. If all else fails, I'll even gild your tombstone."

Anko knew he was being sarcastic, and miraculously felt relieved.

But then she inexplicably thought about their relationship and recalled what he had just said. Suddenly, she regretted letting him know the secret; it was all her fault for not being careful enough with him.

But who knew it would turn out like this? In the past, she would never have believed that friendship could turn sour.

Five minutes later.

"I'm still a little nervous, what should I do?" Anko's voice was a little tense as she looked at Naruto.

"Yeah, I'm nervous." He was too lazy to give a proper, perfunctory answer.

"To be honest, I've never had any talent since I was a child. So Orochimaru even asked me if I wanted to go with him, and I didn't know what to say."

"Don't you have a talent?" Naruto said without looking up. "You're quite good at enduring."

Anko:"."

She has exceptional stamina, Jonin a rare type of stamina-type ninja. In other words, the occasional activation of the Curse Mark of Heaven enhances her endurance.

The pain had lessened considerably for her.

But Anko knew that the bitch was implying something, saying it on purpose. She was definitely not referring to her stamina, but rather to what happened yesterday.

She bit her lower lip, wishing she could just let the snake bite him to death.

At that moment, Naruto's gaze also fell upon Anko, the scroll resting on his lap. Looking at Anko standing there, a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

Snake Princess, immortal.

Could Orochimaru's gender change really be related to Snake Princess? If so, Snake Princess is quite ruthless; she even abandoned her genitals.

You're the ninja Lin Pingzhi, right? To practice this skill, you must first castrate yourself.

While he was still lost in thought, Anko was already silently reviewing the day's events, trying to figure out where she had gone wrong. She finally concluded that she shouldn't have talked to Naruto.

She was still thinking about how she would deal with Orochimaru if Naruto failed. But she wouldn't ask that question directly; she glanced at the dazed boy.

Hmm. It's quite hurtful to my pride, so I'll pass.

After a while, Naruto got up and walked towards her. Anko's heart, which had just settled down, immediately jumped again. She swallowed hard, feeling quite nervous.

But then she suddenly remembered something and blushed for a moment.

Amidst this chaotic and complex mix of emotions, Naruto had already reached her, without the scroll in his hand, presumably having put it away.

She knew Naruto had a spatial artifact, but Space Scroll, aside from being expensive, weren't actually that rare. It wasn't surprising that a disciple of the Legendary Sannin would have some good stuff.

"It's starting now, get ready," he said.

"What do I need to prepare?" Anko was a little confused, she hadn't been told in advance.

"No need to prepare anything, it might hurt a little," Naruto said. "If you pass out, just think of it as taking a nap, there's no better way."

"It hurts?" Anko's expression changed. "Okay."

Naruto didn't actually start like that. Instead, he casually pulled out a few bottles of alcohol and handed them to Anko, saying with a helpless expression.

"Have a drink, and you won't feel as much pain when you're drunk."

Anko hesitated. If she got drunk, she would be completely incapacitated. If Naruto made a mistake, she wouldn't be able to help at all, but if she didn't drink...

"I don't need your help." He said directly, as if he could see through Anko's thoughts. "One Orochimaru is no match for me; it would take at least a hundred of them."

She didn't believe it. If it were really as he said, then that person wouldn't have spent so much time dawdling around learning Ninjutsu on the spot.

Naruto couldn't explain why he had been pondering the Reaper Death Seal —he was thinking about how to separate Orochimaru's soul, but also how to prevent the Death Reaper from swallowing them both whole.

"Anyway, let's drink first and then talk about it," he said.

Anko couldn't resist his insistence, so she drank two bottles of wine. Her face flushed instantly, and her consciousness began to blur. She instinctively reached for air, flailing about haphazardly.

He couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he went over and Anko hugged him, which immediately put him at ease. He was babbling incoherently, and it was impossible to understand what he was saying.

About half a minute later, Anko became completely quiet.

Naruto put her down, and that's one of his good qualities. When he's doing something important, all his distracting thoughts can be instantly cleared from his mind, and he can just do what he needs to do.

"It seems like it's been too long since I've Hand Seals, and I'm not used to it anymore," he muttered to himself, having already embarked on a path of no return by not Hand Seals at such a young age.

"Evil Sealing Method!" Naruto quickly Hand Seals and pressed it directly onto the back of Anko's neck.

A flash of black light appeared, and the Curse Mark of Heaven expanded and suddenly materialized. A large white serpent emerged from the Cursed Seal, and the moment it opened its massive mouth, it spat out Orochimaru, who was covered in slime.

After printing, he put the Anko aside, stood up, and swayed to block her view.

Orochimaru's expression was somewhat strange, his evil snake eyes staring at Naruto for a long time. Then, his sharp eyes caught sight of Anko on the ground, and a thoughtful expression immediately appeared on his face.

"How unexpected, it was you who resurrected me, Naruto Uzumaki." Orochimaru grinned coldly.

"I wanted to ask you something, so I had to revive you, and then," Naruto scratched his head, "I feel like you're not going to listen to me right now, so..."

[Reaper Death Seal!]

Orochimaru: "???"

In an instant, the sky and earth changed color, and a cold wind arose. A white-clad Death Reaper with a blue face and fangs suddenly appeared, his figure hazy, his white robe revealing his thin, bony chest.

His head was covered in loose white hair, and he had red horns growing from his head. He held a huge white Ninja Blade in his mouth, and his eyes were sharp and terrifying.

Suddenly, Orochimaru was completely immobilized; he hadn't even realized what was happening. A phantom figure, taller than the Death Reaper, appeared and stood behind Naruto.

Naruto, the Death Reaper, a giant phantom—each layer building upon the last, each one larger than the last.

Orochimaru looked up, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his brow.

The phantom moved its hand, almost commanding the Death Reaper to hold Orochimaru down. The pale, giant hand tore through Orochimaru's body, tearing his soul out.

"Alright, that's much better now," Naruto said with satisfaction. "Now we can talk on equal terms, Orochimaru."

Orochimaru: "."

Equality my foot!

In his spirit form, Orochimaru looked at the two large phantoms behind Naruto, then at his own fallen body, and opened his mouth to ask a question.

What do you want to know?

"Regarding the research on the Second Personality, I'd like to know if there's a solution?" Naruto didn't waste time and asked directly.

"Dual Personality?" Orochimaru was somewhat surprised, but not flustered. "I have indeed done research in this area, but..."

[Death God's Slash]

Naruto didn't hold back against Orochimaru, raising his hand immediately. The Death Reaper behind him promptly removed the white dagger from his mouth. Instantly, a chilling wind arose, and demons howled.

"I only want the answer, not the buts," he said. "A little more nonsense and I'll cut off your leg. If I get the answer I want, I'll give you back your lost hands and soul."

"Really?" Orochimaru's vertical pupils darted around, a sinister smile appearing on his face. "How can I believe you? Where Jiraiya?"

"That Pervy Sage, he's pinned Pain down and busy dealing with his disciples' trivial matters," Naruto replied to the second point. "Right now, he's probably looking for the Child of Prophecy."

Orochimaru fell silent, seemingly deep in thought.

"I promise you."

"The phenomenon of Dual Personality is generally more common after war, when the brain is stimulated and a split personality occurs. But there are exceptions, where the change is not caused by stimulation."

"An exception?" Naruto frowned.

Sakura has both parents, a harmonious family, and is an only child. Although her family isn't powerful, it's small but complete. There's no reason for her to suffer a mental breakdown from such a shock.

"Exceptions are rare, and it's also possible that someone is born with Dual Personality," Orochimaru explained. "This is determined by the body's constitution and is related to the brain."

"I have studied experimental subjects with similar cases. The brains of people with Dual Personality are more developed than those of ordinary people. They have stronger learning abilities and outstanding talents."

"Sakon and Ukon?" Naruto looked up suddenly, remembering Sakon and Ukon from the Sound Four.

"Yes." Orochimaru admitted directly, "Sakon and Ukon were the only surviving test subjects. I merged their personalities and modified their bodies along the way."

Upon hearing this, Naruto felt both that he had come to the right place and that he was somewhat surprised.

Orochimaru is truly a mad scientist; cruel and bloody, yet he does know a great deal. He's much better than that charlatan Toad dreams and makes prophecies Tenten —at least his pronouncements are based on reason and evidence.

"Can Dual Personality be separated from the body?" he asked tentatively.

"He will most likely die." Orochimaru didn't hide anything from him. "The chance of him surviving is less than one in a hundred, and his body will have to endure the erosion of the Curse Mark of Earth or the Curse Mark of Heaven."

"Your Cursed Seal isn't very effective, Orochimaru," Naruto said truthfully.

Orochimaru wasn't annoyed; a smile even appeared on his pale, translucent face.

"The Cursed Seal is a failure. The only successful example is Sasuke Uchiha, but unfortunately, it's not perfect. Sage Transformation can't be perfectly expressed."

"Is there any other way? What if we just want to maintain the coexistence of the two personalities?" He didn't let Orochimaru steer the conversation off course and continued to ask.

"They cannot coexist; the Second Personality will be devoured by the Main Personality," Orochimaru said.