Chains of Fate: The Forgotten Son

Prologue: The Lost Son of Time

Before the gods of Olympus reigned, before chakra flowed through the lands of shinobi, there were the Titans.

Cronus, the Titan of Time, ruled with fear. Rhea, Titaness of Motherhood, stood beside him, grieving the loss of each child devoured by her husband. But Gaia, Mother Earth, watched in silence. She had seen enough of this cycle—sons slaying fathers, daughters betrayed, and love consumed by ambition.

Seeking to break the chain, Gaia devised a plan. She created a new world, untouched by Olympus or Tartarus, a world of chakra, born of her essence—the Elemental Nations.

She sent Cronus and Rhea into this realm, disguised as mortals. They lived as Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki, unaware of their true selves. In time, they bore a child—Naruto Uzumaki, a boy with hair like fire and eyes like the open sky. But he was more than mortal. He was born of Titans, infused with Gaia's hope and Shinju's essence.

Yet destiny, ever cruel, intervened. The Nine-Tails attacked. Minato and Kushina sacrificed their lives. Their godly memories sealed away. Their child left behind.

Forgotten.

But gods never stay forgotten forever.

Chapter 1: Awakening

A cool breeze danced over Central Park in Manhattan. Morning light filtered through rustling leaves. Children laughed, joggers passed, and the world moved on.

Until a flash of divine chakra rippled across the sky.

Naruto Uzumaki gasped awake.

He was lying in a grassy field—naked, confused, and aching.

"Where the hell am I?!"

Parents screamed. Children stared. Phones clicked.

"You're in the mortal world," Kurama muttered dryly inside his mind.

"Still as clueless as ever," Matatabi purred.

Naruto sprinted into the bushes, face blazing red. "Why didn't you say anything sooner?!"

"You didn't ask," came the chorus of Biju voices.

Sirens wailed in the distance.

Naruto sighed. "Just my luck. I die saving the world and come back... streaking in public."

Chapter 2: Language and Lies

Moments later, dressed in ill-fitting clothes stolen from a laundry line, Naruto wandered the unfamiliar city. People spoke a language he barely understood.

"Use the King of Hell. Extract a mind. Learn," whispered Shinju.

And so he did.

In a dark alley, Naruto summoned the spectral maw of the King of Hell, drew forth language and memory from a startled man, and absorbed it all. English, laws, history—enough to survive.

He vanished before the police could arrive.

Chapter 3: Hearth & Spiral

One year later, the "Hearth & Spiral" café thrived in Manhattan. Cozy, warm, and always full, it was owned by a young man with messy red-blonde hair, a kind smile, and more chakra than the planet could contain.

Naruto had forged documents, built a business, and lived quietly. Shadow Clones ran the shop while he trained in a sub-dimension created by Shinju.

There, he explored his domains:

Chakra: His original gift.

Bonds: The foundation of his life.

Family: The one he was robbed of.

Fate and Destiny: The tools he now wielded.

The Tailed Beasts roamed freely in this realm, their forms peaceful.

Naruto had not forgotten who he was.

And the world had begun to remember him.

Chapter 4: Gaia's Last Hope

Far beneath the mortal world, in a hidden cradle of stone and root, Gaia stirred.

The Elemental Nations had been her sanctuary. Her experiment. Her answer to the endless war among gods. But humanity had failed her vision. Even Kaguya, chosen to guide them, was corrupted by power.

So Gaia absorbed the lands back into her, erasing them from memory, sealing Naruto away until he was ready.

She hoped he would learn. That he would rise.

Because a greater threat loomed.

Cronus stirred in Tartarus.

Chapter 5: A Memory Reborn

In the pit of Tartarus, chains snapped.

Cronus opened his eyes.

Visions danced in his mind. A woman with red hair. A boy with blue eyes. Laughter. Pain. A legacy denied.

Elsewhere, Rhea collapsed in her chariot, her heart seizing as old memories returned.

"Naruto... our son..."

And Olympus trembled.

Chapter 6: The Council's Debate

Thunder cracked. The clouds above Olympus swirled as the gods assembled.

Zeus stood at the head of the hall, his bolt resting beside his throne. The others filled the space—Athena, Apollo, Artemis, Ares, Hera, Hades, Poseidon, Demeter, Hephaestus, Hermes, Dionysus, and Aphrodite.

The air was tense. The Fates hovered near the hearth, veiled in shadow.

"A power has returned," Clotho intoned. "Born of Titans. Hidden by Gaia. Forgotten by Olympus."

Athena's voice was sharp. "Explain."

A vision flickered above the hearthfire: a young man with spiky crimson hair, whisker-marked cheeks, and Rinnegan eyes.

Gasps rippled.

"He looks like Cronus," Hera whispered.

"Or Rhea," Poseidon added grimly.

Apollo frowned. "That chakra… it eclipses anything I've seen."

Ares clenched his fists. "If he's Cronus' heir, we should strike."

Hades shook his head. "Fool. Strike a god born of Gaia and time itself? You would doom us all."

Zeus growled. "He is a threat. That cannot be ignored."

"Or an ally," said Hestia softly, stepping forward. Her flames flickered with warmth. "I felt no malice in him. Only sorrow."

Hermes spoke next. "He's been living quietly, even opened a mortal café. That's not the act of a conqueror."

Athena narrowed her eyes. "His knowledge of fate and bonds… it may rival even the Moirai."

Dionysus yawned. "So what? He hasn't wrecked anything yet. Let the kid be."

Aphrodite leaned forward, her eyes glowing pink. "He radiates passion... heartbreak... a soul stitched together with love and loss. He could rival even me in matters of the heart."

Hera glared. "We are not debating marriage."

Aphrodite smirked. "No. But if he learns what love truly is… he might shift the balance of Olympus itself."

A beat of silence passed. Then—

"Maybe you should ask me yourself."

All eyes turned.

Naruto stood at the heart of Olympus, cloak billowing, chakra thrumming, eyes aglow with power and sorrow.