Naruto: The Chosen Undead

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Chapter 165 Naruto vs Capra Demon

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Naruto ignored the corpses of the undead assassins and dogs his clones had dispatched while he adjusted the straps on his prosthetic arm.

He stepped into the narrow corridor ahead. An overgrown hallway of ancient stone, hemmed in by towering arches on one side. Moss clung to every crevice, the air thick with damp and decay. Ferns had forced their way through the cracked floor, their small green leaves spreading across the broken cobblestone. The path led toward a worn archway. Beyond it, deeper in the ruins, the corridor opened into a wider clearing of stone walls swallowed by wild growth. It was there, standing in unnatural stillness beneath a shattered ceiling, that Naruto saw it.

[Name: Capra Demon]

[HP: 3000 / 3000]

The thing loomed like a nightmare. Nearly four times Naruto's height, its entire body was sculpted in grotesque power: shoulders like boulders, arms unnaturally long, fingers curled around two massive machetes that looked more like slabs of rusted iron than proper weapons. Its face... or rather, its skull was that of a horned beast. Pale bone, with pitch-black eye sockets that seemed to drink in light. Twin horns curled outward, thick as tree branches, jagged at the edges like serrated blades.

Two undead dogs flanked it. They snarled softly, barely restrained. And yet... the Capra Demon didn't charge. It stood, statuesque... waiting.

Waiting for the ambush.

"Yeah, no," Naruto muttered. He reached behind him and pulled out the Drake Slaying Greatbow from his inventory, planting the heavy weapon down like a siege engine.

He notched the arrow and pulled the string back, strength and chakra coiling in his muscles.

Thrum.

The arrow launched like thunder. It screamed through the air, the speed warping it... moving faster than sound, a silvery blur that cracked the wind itself. The Capra Demon moved. With one clawed hand, it caught the arrow an inch before it could hit its gut. The impact cracked the stone under its feet. Dust spiraled outward.

Then Naruto snapped his fingers.

"Kai."

A seal flared on the shaft of the arrow. The air was swallowed by a blinding flash-bang. The demon roared as the light overloaded its senses. The dogs whimpered and reeled.

Oscar launched into motion. The crystal lizard surged forward, chakra flowing through his limbs. He darted between the Capra Demon's towering legs, ignoring the panicked dogs, and used chakra to run up the wall, launching himself to a high perch. He opened fire, twin beams of condensed magic raining down on the canines.

Naruto dropped the bow, flickering forward in a burst of chakra. The Uchigatana flashed to his hand, already glowing with wind chakra, the blade vibrating with a razor-hum.

He struck first.

The edge of his sword tore into the Capra's thigh, carving a clean gash from hip to knee. Black ichor sprayed, but the demon barely reacted as its machetes were already coming down.

Double Swing.

Naruto ducked the first, pivoted around the second, and responded with two rapid slashes to its side. One dug through armor, the other opened flesh.

The Capra Demon roared and leapt, its twin blades raised in a leaping smash.

Naruto moved aside just as the swords hit stone. The impact blew apart the cobbled floor, throwing chunks of debris in every direction. He was already on the move, jumping up the demon's back like it was a training pole. He stabbed downward, once, twice, three times. Each cut deep, each reinforced by wind chakra that shrieked through the wounds. The demon bucked, trying to grab him.

The arm came from behind. Naruto leapt off, somersaulting as the blade slammed into the wall he'd been standing on. Dust exploded from the point of impact.

One dog charged him, mouth wide. Oscar vaporized it with a precision shot. The second dog tried to flank. Naruto flicked a kunai into its skull without looking.

The Capra Demon let out a snarling, guttural howl. It raised both swords. He could feel it... this wasn't a normal strike. The demon's arms trembled from the effort, its rage manifesting in that single overhead blow.

Naruto exhaled.

He vanished as the swords came down. The stone cratered, shattered into dust and cracks. He reappeared behind it. With a savage yell, he drove the Uchigatana deep into the demon's back. The blade sank nearly to the hilt, wind chakra exploding from the tip like a rupturing geyser.

Capra howled.

Naruto yanked the sword free and slashed upward, carving a long gash from its hip to shoulder. The demon turned, swung wild, but Naruto ducked under it, slid forward, and stabbed through its gut.

Again. Again. Again.

He wasn't fighting anymore, he was punishing. Every ounce of rage, of betrayal, of confusion over Kakashi, over Konoha, over his place in this broken world, over the death of the undead merchant. He poured it into every strike.

Capra staggered, blood flowing like tar from dozens of wounds. His massive frame trembled, arms slack, breath ragged. It should have been over.

But then something shifted.

The demon's machetes dropped to the ground with a dull clatter. Capra fell to his knees, clawed hands outstretched. He lowered his head. Begging. Or pretending to. Naruto's feet halted mid-step. A pause. One heartbeat. Two. Then: Oscar chirped sharply. A warning that came a second too late.

Capra's hands clenched. Twin shards of glistening black humanity gleamed in his palms and he crushed them between his fingers.

The air snapped like a bone.

All the moisture in the Lower Undead Burg vanished. The moss withered. Naruto's lips cracked. His throat dried like he'd swallowed ash.

Capra rose, not as a wounded beast, but something reborn. His injuries sealed shut in an instant. His hide cracked, magma veins pulsing beneath his skin. He gripped his machetes once more, now glowing dull orange at the edges, and swung. The twin blades carved through the air, unleashing a crescent of fire like a tsunami, molten and roaring. Stone hissed as it melted. Walls crumbled into steaming slag.

Naruto didn't flinch.

He grabbed Oscar, flickering sideways in a body-flicker dash, then pushed off Capra's thigh, springing over the demon's head. Twenty flickering afterimages danced in the chaos, a phantom rush of speed and red cloak.

Capra swiped, slashed, spun wildly as blades carving through clones. But the real Naruto was already gone, sprinting full-tilt as the wave of fire chased him like death. The tsunami of flames crashed forward, a wall of superheated gas and rolling combustion. Windows exploded from the pressure. Roofs buckled and turned to cinder. The air shimmered from the sheer heat as fire licked at Naruto's heels.

He vaulted over a barricade and slid into the open plaza, boots skidding across uneven stone. Behind him, the narrow streets of the Lower Burg were melting. Cobblestone collapsed in chunks, reduced to red, bubbling rock. Wooden doors burst into ash. Chaos was rewriting the landscape, carving Lordran into ruin. And from that inferno, Capra emerged with his machetes dragged behind him, hissing against the molten stone, carving ruts into the earth. Fire pooled around his feet with every step.

Oscar chirped, ready to follow the plan and kill the demon.

Naruto smiled faintly and reached into his pouch. "Use the bone."

He placed the Homeward Bone into Oscar's mouth. The lizard hesitated, then vanished in a burst of light, carried to safety.

"Good. One less thing to worry about."

Now it was just him and the demon.

Naruto drew the Zweihander from his back, blackened steel gleaming in the warped sunlight. He rotated his prosthetic wrist and locked the secondary grip: a reinforced rapier, already drawn and held at a slight rear angle, fencing-style.

Capra raised his blades.

Naruto opened with a Zwerchhau, a crossing horizontal cut with the Zweihander, aimed high and left to control Capra's leading machete. The massive demon parried, sparks flying, but Naruto pivoted immediately, sliding under the counterstroke and driving the rapier in with a thrust to the ribs. The blade nicked off bone. He disengaged fast, spinning left into a Krumphau, chopping downward diagonally to disrupt Capra's posture. The demon roared and countered with a Double Swing, both machetes flashing like scythes.

Naruto moved under the first, ducked the second, and riposted with a thrust under Capra's arm, right into the joint. The demon's swing staggered, off balance.

Capra leapt, performing Leaping Smash with both blades raised for a deathblow.

Naruto watched the arc. Calculated. He moved half a beat before impact, shifting into a passing step, placing his back to Capra's flank. He raised the Zweihander into a High Hanging Guard, caught the second blade mid-descent, and stepped inside the arc.

He choked up on the Zweihander's blade, gripping it just below the crossguard, and brought the pommel down like a war hammer on Capra's snout. Bone cracked. The demon reeled. He followed with a rapier lunge, the point slipping just above the sternum. Black blood erupted as the sword tip drove in deep.

Capra screamed and countered with a wild Power Smash, bringing both swords down in a crushing vertical arc. There was no dodging.

Naruto dropped the rapier, gripped the Zweihander in both hands, and caught the swing edge-on in a Half-Swording block, steel shrieking against steel. The impact forced him to a knee, joints groaning, feet sliding but he held.

Held.

Capra snarled, drawing back for another swing.

Naruto snapped forward into a thrust, capitalizing on the enormous reach of the Zweihander. The point of the massive blade blurred as it lunged for Capra's throat. But the demon slammed both machetes into the earth before the steel could bite.

The ground cracked.

A pulse of lava burst from beneath the demon's feet, rising in a vertical geyser, engulfing everything in a curtain of red. Heat hit Naruto like a wave in the sea.

Capra turned, convinced the knight had burned alive. Then a ripple of steam and blue light burst from the lava.

Naruto flickered out, his cloak half burnt, his armor hissing with steam. He had forced chakra through every plate and gap in his gear, converting it to water chakra—and the moment the lava touched it, it boiled instantly, creating a thin barrier of superheated steam that let him skim across the surface instead of sinking in.

Speed had carried him. Timing had saved him. He moved like a blur, the heat distortion wrapping around him as he went for Capra's head in a final arc. But the demon twisted just in time, narrowly evading the killing blow.

Naruto saw the monster's torso swell, muscles bracing. And then a loud, unnatural screech tore through the air. Like a scream filtered through broken flutes.

Capra turned, startled. His head snapped to the side and that saved Naruto's life.

A white beam of energy slammed into the demon's chest. The source: Oscar, crouched on the overhead bridge, glowing eyes narrowed, tail flicking.

Next to him, Griggs, his hands flickering through a second spell.

Naruto smirked. "Time for Plan B."

Twelve shadow clones surged into the chaos, weapons drawn, engaging Capra with feints and pressure. Oscar and Griggs launched beams and sorcery from above.

Naruto had something else in mind. High above, on a ruined rooftop, three shadow clones braced the massive frame of the Drake Slaying Greatbow, its limbs drawn taut with chakra, humming under pressure. Nearby, Naruto crouched low, a shield strapped beneath his feet, his body coiled like a spring.

"On my mark," he muttered.

In a single, explosive motion, they launched him skyward. The force of the slingshot shattered the rooftop beneath them, tiles and stone exploding outward in a thunderous blast. Naruto rocketed into the air, a blur against the ruined sky. For a single heartbeat, time froze. Up here, above the smoke and fire and ruin of the Burg, gravity seemed to hesitate. The wind hissed past his ears. His Hawkeyes locked instantly on Capra below.

The demon looked small now. Like prey waiting to be hunted.

Naruto channeled every ounce of chakra he had into the drake blade. The pressure around him grew violent, wind spiraling in all directions. Onlookers below—Oscar, Griggs, even Capra—all turned their gaze skyward. And in that moment... they didn't see Naruto.

They saw a dragon.

The illusion was a genjutsu, a sheer bleed of killing intent and chakra density, a mirage forced onto reality by raw force of yin.

Naruto brought the sword down.

The sky cracked.

The shockwave ripped through the Lower Undead Burg. It wasn't fire or lightning. It was weight. Pressure. The sound of reality groaning. Stone streets folded in on themselves. Walls buckled, then disintegrated. Balconies sheared off like paper. Smoke and debris rose in plumes as a single slash cratered the plaza where Capra had stood, the wave of force tearing through buildings like a god's judgment. Molten cracks veined out like spiderwebs. Steam burst from sewer grates.

The Burg... was gone.

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Naruto fell, body limp.

Before the ground could break him, a soft blue shimmer caught him mid-air, Griggs' Fall Control. The spell cushioned his descent, and Naruto landed gently amid the smoking rubble of the Lower Undead Burg. His boots pressed into cracked stone and scorched ash. He staggered a few steps, coughing from the fumes, then pulled out his Estus Flask. The golden light poured down his throat, heat spreading through his chest like sunlight in winter. Bone reknit. Burns closed. Skin tightened. His prosthetic clanged against the ground, falling away as his cursed arm regenerated, born anew by the Estus' energy.

Naruto exhaled sharply, body steady again but something was wrong.

There was no soul drop.

His eyes narrowed.

Capra wasn't dead.

He pressed his palm to the ground and channeled chakra to his ears. Through the crumbling wreckage, he heard a faint growl, broken breathing... a heartbeat, slow but real. Naruto's clones moved, pulling away chunks of broken stone until the body emerged. Capra Demon, battered beyond recognition, chest split open, horns cracked, was still breathing.

Then it spoke.

"Ymg' mgepah llll mgepah'bthnk chaos l' ahh boakther mgehye'bthnk agaisnnst ya...?"

Naruto blinked.

"...Did you just talk?"

[The Old Witch's Ring is reacting to the Language of Chaos.]

Without hesitation, he equipped the ring. He didn't remember when he picked it up, but the moment it touched his finger, the language shifted in his ears.

Capra's voice became clear. "Chaos lives in your soul… yet you fight your kin. Why?"

Naruto scoffed. "Kin? I don't know what you're talking about." He glanced at the Uchigatana. "You hurt my friend."

Naruto drew the Reinforced Club.

Its handle was wrapped in frayed leather, and the head was studded with thick, rusted nails. An ugly weapon. But the right one. "Made by the merchant you slaughtered," he muttered. "So it's only fair it ends you."

Capra tried to rise, but his arms buckled.

Naruto raised the club. "That's all the reason I need."

Crack.

The first blow crushed the demon's wrist.

Crack.

The second struck his collarbone, snapping it like twigs underfoot.

Capra shrieked, half-formed words bleeding into noise.

Naruto didn't stop. He brought the club down again, full force, on the demon's skull. The sound was wet and sharp, like a melon caving in. Blood sprayed across the rubble.

Capra tried to crawl.

Naruto stomped on its back and lifted the club high. "This is for the merchant."

Smash.

The barbs bit deep.

Again.

Flesh tore. Bone crumbled.

Again.

Capra's head was unrecognizable now, just red pulp.

[Victory Achieved]

[+20,000 Souls]

[Key to the Depths Acquired]

[Twin Humanity x1]

[Homeward Bone x1]

Naruto stood over the corpse, breath heavy, the club still clenched in his bloodied hand. He watched as Capra's form broke down into white vapor... the twisted soul rising and vanishing into the world's cycle.

For a long moment, he said nothing. Then, quietly, "Even if I turn into a monster like you one day…"

He looked at his hand... at the blood on the club, the blood on his fingers, the red ring glowing faintly.

"I would never be some demon."

His eyes closed.

"I would be a dragon."

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Author's Note: May Chaos take the world… wait, wrong universe. Lol.

Q&A Time!

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1. Capra's Second Phase

Just like I gave second phases to the Asylum Demon, Taurus Demon, and Moonlight Butterfly, Capra Demon gets his moment too.

The logic was simple:

Capra wields Demon Great Machetes... weapons with Chaos roots. In the game, when you kill Capra, he drops Humanity, which implies a connection to Chaos. So, I just leaned into that lore.

Capra uses Twin Humanities mid-fight, triggering a +2 Chaos Buff. This powers up his weapons and adds a lava effect to his attacks, mirroring the way Chaos pyromancy leaves lava trails (see Chaos Fire Whip or Chaos Storm for reference).

So yeah—Chaos + Machetes + Humanity = Lava-wielding Phase 2 Capra. Easy math.

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2. How Did Naruto Survive the Lava Wave?

The Leidenfrost Effect.

It's a real-world phenomenon: when a liquid touches a surface much hotter than its boiling point, it forms an insulating vapor layer (about 0.06mm thick at 433K). That vapor prevents direct contact and significantly slows heat transfer.

Naruto used a similar effect by channeling Water Chakra through his armor. When the lava hit, it instantly vaporized that layer, allowing him to skim across the surface for a few seconds—not unscathed, but alive.

Speed, chakra control, and physics kept him in one piece.

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3. Can Demons Talk?

Yes. Absolutely.

In Dark Souls lore, demons have culture, language, and even a form of art. They're not mindless beasts.

If you've fought the Bed of Chaos, you might've noticed demonic script carved into its hands. And with the Old Witch's Ring, you can speak to the Fair Lady—who is a demon and communicates in coherent sentences. The entirety of Lost Izalith confirms demon civilization and its downfall. They're tragic, intelligent, and capable of complex thought.

So yes, demons can speak, especially if you have the ring to understand them.

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4. How Did Naruto Get the Old Witch's Ring?

It was his starting gift.

Just like in the game, when you create a character, you choose one item to begin with.

In this version of the story, I rewrote it so every class automatically starts with a gift tied to their lore.

Pyromancer gets the Old Witch's Ring

Thief gets the Master Key

And so on.

Naruto, fitting into a "wild card" class, started with the ring because I wanted him to unknowingly have ties to deeper Chaos lore from the beginning.

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Let me know what you thought of the Naruto vs Capra Demon fight!

Especially that final move with the Drake Blade where Naruto literally destroyed a city block. That should give you all a hint about how powerful he really is when he isn't holding back. Remember, Kakashi wasn't the only one holding back in their spar. Thank you all so much for your continued support. Writing this story has been one hell of a journey, and your love for it makes every chapter worth it.

As always, Thanks for reading.

— Adam

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[ Personal Note: First off, thanks a ton to all of you for sticking with this story. Seriously, you guys are awesome. Now, if you're interested in supporting me on P@treon, let me just say that over there, I post these massive 5k-word chapters. But heads up, if you're jumping to P@treon, you'll need to start from Chapter 81, since that's where this chapter lines up with the content there.

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