God Of Void

In the dimly lit chamber of a secluded hideout, Code sat in contemplative silence. His mind was a tumultuous storm, grappling with betrayal and the weight of his unfulfilled ambitions. Eida, once an ally, had turned her back on him, leaving a void that festered with resentment. His plans to unleash the Ten-Tails upon Konohagakure were marred by the shackles of his limiters, restraints that suppressed his true potential.

Unbeknownst to all, within the depths of Code's consciousness, another presence stirred—a soul from a different realm, a being known as Draven. For a decade, Draven had lain dormant, observing, learning, and waiting for the opportune moment to emerge. Now, with the convergence of betrayal and impending conflict, that moment had arrived.

A surge of dark energy coursed through Code's body, igniting every nerve with searing intensity. His auburn hair deepened into a pitch-black hue, cascading over his shoulders. His eyes transformed into a piercing crimson, exuding an aura of both menace and allure. The claw-like markings that once marred his visage dissolved, revealing flawless skin. His physique elongated and refined, embodying an unsettling perfection.

Draven had fully awakened, subsuming Code's identity and reshaping his form to mirror his own essence. He flexed his fingers, relishing the sensation of unbridled power surging through him. The limiters that once constrained him lay in tatters, unable to contain the dark divinity now coursing through his veins.

Meanwhile, in her sanctum, Eida's omniscient gaze faltered. The constant stream of information she effortlessly accessed now eluded her when directed towards Code—no, towards Draven. A rare flicker of surprise danced across her features, quickly replaced by a burgeoning curiosity. Who was this enigmatic entity that could evade her all-seeing eyes?

In the corridors of Konohagakure, Kawaki prowled with restless determination. The village's tranquility was a fragile veneer, threatened by the looming shadow of Code's vendetta. Unaware of the transformation that had occurred, Kawaki's resolve to confront Code intensified, driven by a desire to protect those he had come to care for.

Back in the desolate hideout, Draven turned his attention to the colossal form of the Ten-Tails. Drawing upon the abyssal powers reminiscent of Knull, the primordial god of darkness, he extended his will towards the beast. Tendrils of shadow enveloped the Ten-Tails, its form convulsing and reshaping under Draven's command. The once grotesque creature transformed into a majestic dragon, its scales an obsidian black that absorbed all light. Horns spiraled from its head, and massive wings unfurled, casting an imposing silhouette. The dragon's maw brimmed with dark flames, capable of incinerating anything in their path, and with a single beat of its wings, it could summon tempests to ravage the land.

Draven's lips curled into a smile as he surveyed his creation.

Unbeknownst to Draven, forces were already mobilizing against him. Boruto Uzumaki, having matured into a formidable shinobi, was en route to Konohagakure, unaware of the impending storm. Eida's curiosity transformed into a resolve to uncover the truth behind the anomaly that was Draven. Kawaki's search carried him closer to a confrontation that would test his convictions and strength.

The stage was set, and the players moved into position, each unaware of the roles they were destined to play in the cataclysm orchestrated by the reborn harbinger of darkness.