"Now, this world is finally completely different." Kenichi Amamiya stood atop Hokage Rock, looking at everything around him with a touch of nostalgia in his eyes.
From transmigrating into the Shinobi World and starting out as an orphan until now, Kenichi Amamiya had come a long way. He could no longer remember how many things he had experienced.
If the Shinobi World's combat power in the later stages had not become so ridiculously unbalanced, Kenichi Amamiya felt that he probably would not have been in such a hurry, as though dogs were chasing him from behind.
It had been suffocating.
"So, we were actually characters in a manga?" Kakashi sat beside Kenichi Amamiya and spoke with some surprise. He also handed Kenichi Amamiya a can of drink. Kenichi Amamiya took it, drank a sip, and smacked his lips.
"Yeah. I used to be an ordinary person too. I grew up watching your stories. But after coming to this world, I feel that whether it's a manga or not isn't important. We all truly exist." Kenichi Amamiya lounged on the green grass. Hokage Rock had now become a huge tourist attraction.
It had even become a historical and cultural relic. It was utterly absurd.
Just not long ago, Kenichi Amamiya had eaten with the craftsmen who had carved these Hokage Rock faces.
"Yeah, we all truly exist. How could these experiences and feelings possibly be things drawn by someone else's pen?" Naruto held Hinata's hand, while his other hand held his child's.
That guy Boruto had ultimately still been born. But because of Kenichi Amamiya's existence and interference, the entire Shinobi World had taken another path. Whether the Boruto of this world would follow the path of the future was no longer certain.
But Kenichi Amamiya did not think he would.