1 The beginning.

I do not own naruto.

I was chilling just like any other day laying in bed on the computer, reading fanfiction with some YouTube in the background. Then the monitor went out again sadly common though considering the HDMI cable was a hefty one and the plug in the monitor was a good deal loose.

So like every other time I reach around and go to jiggle it back in but this time around things don't go like normal this time I feel electricity run through me, and no not hehe I was dared to lick a battery tingle not even an opps, I stuck metal in an outlet, this was full on bathtub toaster extra crispy human comin right up.

Every nerve in your body was on fire and then it just wasn't you thought that maybe it was over and you were just overreacting but no, I realized after pushing through the haze that something or rather someone was laying face first on my keyboard but the more I looked the more familiar that body looked blonde silky short hair strong but slim shoulders and a skinny torso.

At first I didn't want to believe your eyes but after staring for what felt like forever I was certain this was my body not believing it I looked down and saw nothing where you were supposed to be. As I stare at my new (lack) of form things start to fade to black with slowly increasing speed until nothing remains.

Time passes I think as I try to process what just happened. Years pass (maybe) with me in this state eventually I accept what happened and start trying to figure out where I am now lets see no burning brimstone, no pearly gates, not even 70 virgins (or crystal clear raisins), buuuut there is unending and infinitely deep darkness so this is either the nothingness of the Void or the Limbo between aforementioned heaven and hell.

Considering my beliefs though it's probably the void so with that puzzle solved time to figure out what one does in the void to stave off boredom and loss of sanity… a life story sounds good right about now.

First thing first name: Joshua Earwood, age: 18, status: high-schooler freaking out about what he should do after this year when you graduate, dreams: rebirth into literally any other world with strength achievable beyond human limits even the most restricted of power systems would do, Values & beliefs: be nice to others until the fuck with you then destroy them, train hard enough for personal power that the greatest talents in the world will look crippled in comparison, and don't make stupid decision's due to arrogance.

I go on like this for longer than I can literally comprehend repeating my life story more times than a supercomputer could begin to count. I do this so long that my memories and beliefs quite literally etch themselves into my soul.

As a human this would not work no matter the amount of time due to the physical mold that a body imposes upon your soul. After this etching I begin to notice these changes on my soul opening my perception to my soul it's strange honestly different to the feeling of a physical body with a body there's well feeling a soul is more of just being in existence it, it's honestly to hard to describe.

But just like a millennia ago my routine is interrupted once again, as I look inwards a light flashes past stops and backs up next to you. It's. a. Fucking. Truck. At first I break into the soul version of a face plant but remembering stories from my past I do a scan of this truck with my "soul sense" for lack of better name and its overwhelming, all-encompassing, sort of like what a human trying to comprehend an eldritch being would feel after this brief scan and feel, I blank out.