Ch 1: Lights, Camera, Reaction!

The screen flickered with bright vibrant colors, and the audience fell silent, eyes The screen flickered with vibrant colors, and the audience fell silent, eyes glued to the large canvas in front of them. Naruto leaned forward in his seat, barely able to contain his excitement. "This is it! I can't wait to see what we look like in other worlds!"

Sasuke, arms crossed and face impassive, shot him a sidelong glance. "Just try not to embarrass us too much, dobe."

"Ha! As if I could help it!" Naruto grinned, his enthusiasm infectious.

Sakura, seated between them, rolled her eyes playfully but couldn't hide her own anticipation. "Let's just focus on the first scene."

The swirling vortex of light faded, and the screen revealed a bustling village square. The audience recognized Konoha instantly, but the atmosphere was different—more vibrant, and oddly festive. The crowd was adorned in bright costumes, and laughter echoed through the air.

"Is that… a festival?" Ino whispered, leaning in closer, her curiosity piqued.

Suddenly, a younger version of Naruto burst onto the screen, wearing an oversized festival hat, struggling to balance a mountain of colorful dango sticks. "Look at me! I'm the King of Dango!" he shouted, arms flailing as he nearly toppled over.

The audience erupted in laughter, and Naruto couldn't help but cheer. "That's me! I'm awesome!"

Sasuke rolled his eyes but couldn't suppress a small smirk. "More like a clown."

As the scene unfolded, they watched the younger Naruto interact with his friends, the joy radiating from the screen. Sakura's heart warmed at the sight of their carefree laughter and playful antics, a stark contrast to the more serious challenges they faced in their own world.

But then, the scene shifted, and the vibrant festival faded to a darker version of Konoha. A shadowy figure stood atop a building, surveying the chaos below—an alternate version of Sasuke, his expression cold and ruthless.

"Why would I ever become like that?" Sasuke muttered, a mix of disbelief and anger in his voice. The audience felt the tension in the room shift as everyone absorbed the weight of the moment.

Ino leaned forward, her brow furrowed. "That's… intense. I can't imagine you like that, Sasuke."

"Neither can I," he replied, his tone steely. "It's not who I am."

The screen shifted once more, revealing a light-hearted scene where a cheerful version of Sakura was leading a group of villagers in a dance, her laughter ringing through the air. The contrast between the two realities left everyone in awe.

"This is amazing," Choji said, mouth full of popcorn. "It's like we're seeing different lives we could've lived!"

"Yeah, but some of these are really messed up," Shikamaru added, his brow furrowed. "I didn't sign up for a nightmare."

As the clips continued to play, the characters found themselves laughing, gasping, and reflecting on the choices that shaped them. With every scene, they were reminded of their own paths and the bonds that tied them together.

But as the next clip began to play, everyone leaned in closer, eager to see what awaited them next in this captivating journey through alternate realities.