“That’s why you’d be good at it.” Naruto stood, brushing ice from his orange coat. “I should go. My world needs me. But hey—” He held out a fist. “If you ever get another zombie apocalypse, just, you know. Yell really loud. I’ll hear it.”
Jon stood with Longclaw in his hand, his breath frozen on his lips, watching the end of the world march toward him. naruto x juego de tronos fanfiction
“You could rule,” Jon said, sitting beside him. “Everyone would follow you. The North. The South. Even the Dragon Queen.” “That’s why you’d be good at it
“Naruto,” he said quietly. “Now would be good.” But hey—” He held out a fist
The White Walkers screamed commands. The dead changed formation, trying to flank him. Naruto vanished and reappeared, leaving clones of himself—dozens, hundreds—each one a living bomb of golden light. He moved so fast the air caught fire. He punched a Walker so hard it shattered into a constellation of ice crystals that didn’t land for a full minute.
Roose Bolton had sent a thousand men to take the moat at Moat Cailin. Naruto had gone alone. The Bolton soldiers spoke of a screaming, golden fox with eyes like blood moons, of men sent flying a hundred feet through the air, of steel swords melting on an invisible skin of rage. Lord Bolton’s head arrived at Winterfell in a sack, neatly separated, a single puzzled expression frozen on his face.