1 Prologue

What was my last thought the first time I died?

"What a boring life".

Don't get me wrong, I love my wife , and my only son was successful, but I always felt like something was missing.

A life, full of adventure.

That was the life I wanted.

On my second life, when I first opened my eyes, I couldn't believe it. I saw a Naruto headband on my family. I guess I have weebs as parents.

Cool.

Of course that was my assumption; until I realized much sooner this IS the Naruto world, before he was born. My mother and father were both medical ninjas of jounin level. They're the best among their colleagues, although not as good as Tsunade.

I wasn't a genius, myself. It took me ten years to become a genin, and two more to be a chuunin. With blood,sweat, tears, practice and only 5 hours of sleep, I became a jounin after eight more years. What can I say? I was motivated to become the best. By the time the great ninja war started because of Madara and Obito I was already an S-Class ninja.

The problem was, during the war, I had to sacrifice my life to stall time for my friends.

Nothingness again, then I was reborn.

Again.