Naruto Immortal Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I control them all to some degree. Kai and I were born as necromancers, an ability that used to have to be mastered and earned. Dad had to learn how to become a necromancer. He died and had to bring himself back to life. I’m glad I got to skip that part. I was born with all the necromancer's abilities, such as controlling death, talking to spirits, and immortality. That’s why eighteen feels like a blimp to me. A moment in time that I will forever have. I won’t age past eighteen. This is the end of the line for me regarding aging. I’ve always been immortal, but I stop aging now. I’m technically a year younger than my mom, who has been stuck at the age of nineteen since she became my dad’s fam

It ignored every rule she’d ever read and paid her back with honesty in ways that almost made her laugh. Evenings, they read. Side by side at his small table, a lamp between them, Nothing the fox sprawled across their laps, oblivious and comfortable. Cultivation texts for her, array notes for him. Arguments happened—quiet and deep—about immortal sects or mushrooms (the only vegetable he reliably remembered to grow, apparently).

"Immortal blood is powerful and unpredictable. Think of it as an upgrade times 10000. On one hand, good or evil, it will turn out bad. That is why opening the realm of Cure is difficult to do since the only way you can get an immortal is to hunt them down in their own realm. But it would take a lot to do that." I turned back to look at myself as she approached closer and closer to the bridge. Since I was practically a ghost, people passed through me. Though it felt strange, I wasn't too bothered. That was until this one person passed through me. At the sight of his frame go through me, my heart to ached.

I showered and my dad Drax knocked on the door, I came outside and he saw Vasa on the bed and he smiled, "I won't argue tonight." He pulled me into a hug saying," I was so worried," and I said, "I am immortal, remember?" He said, "I know but keep that a secret, not all of our kids are immortal, so not knowing which one plays to our advantage," and I smiled. Drax was right, I was only immortal because my dad Ryker was mated to him which transferred the immortal gene to me, my other siblings before the mating wouldn't be immortal except for my older and little sister. I had on a joggers and T-shirt because I didn't want to give Vasa the wrong idea although I preferred sleeping without a shirt

Seraphine whispered, her voice trembling against the roar of chaos. The immortal’s gaze was steady, unshakable. “Then we will surpass it. Together.” He released a pulse of energy, silver and gold threads weaving outward, striking the monstrous armies with precision born from their shared bond. Seraphine matched it, her hands glowing, shaping the chaotic magic into protective shields and offensive arcs of light. Every movement they made was synchronized, every strike an echo of their trust, their love. The First Immortal hovered above, his immense form radiating power that could collapse entire dimensions. “You think your love can stop me?” he roared, unleashing a torrent of energy that bent

He could not help but feel overcome with sorrow. What was immortality? Was there anything truly everlasting? Even powerful Ancestral Gods were eventually defeated and could not escape death. Nico sat beside James and transformed into his human form. He had a wild appearance, tanned skin, and a thick black beard. He glanced at James and said, “I really didn’t expect things to turn out like this. I spent countless Epochs trying to break the formation but never succeeded. Yet, you managed to undo it in just a few years.”

Now, a new challenge had then presented itself—how exactly would she know when she was supposed to end up? The answer presented itself almost as fast when images began to appear through the wormhole’s tunnel. They reeled along the walls of the bluish tunnel, moving past like film. Natasha remembered having seen this and was then carefully watching the images. They seemed to be in flux with her mind as the images that popped up were those of Natasha and Lucas fighting the horsemen—Natasha and Lucas training with Aacharya—Natasha and Lucas falling out of a wormhole and finding themselves in Nepal—Natasha’s mother struggling to fight against the Legion of. . . NO!

That mythical dragon also formed a smile, which could clearly be seen in his humanly face rather than his original body. "So... Is this your way of wanting to say happy birthday to me by bringing me to an unknown dimension?" Val chuckled. "Shut it. Your birthday is still a millennium away. More importantly..." Val glanced towards the setting sun on the watery horizon, wind brushed through his dark bronze hair. "This is a dimension that I created in a spur of moment, because I wanted to tell you something." Noel raised his eyebrows. "This time, the enemy is a strong one, to be able to cut our telepathic communication and to block your pathway back to Ishtiya'."

My breathing became laboured as I fought to stay conscious. “I need you to call for my nightcrawler. She can realm jump and will be able to return me home. Her name is jade. We are now bonded. She will hear you as she would hear me.” I explained. My vision began to tunnel as I tried to focus on Imelda’s face. Those green eyes, which I could drown in without a care, were wide as saucers as she processed what I was saying. She could feel me being drained of everything I had left. My ears began to ring as the darkness took over. I swore I heard her speak, but I couldn't understand her. I felt the rush of sparks once again as the darkness consumed me.

As it fills the room, I feel the pain in exchange of travelling through time and for my immortality. I felt needles piercing my body, my skin felt like peeling. My mortal body was once again becoming immortalized. Tears filled my eyes , I'm crying because of the pain. The pain of being alone. As the blinding light fades, so did the piercing activities in my body. We're still in the room, Leana was hugging an older version of her son and a grown Dante. I fell down to my knees, though very weak I was able touch her shoulders and said, "Leana, we're safe."