3. Twist bitch

It's been a year since I've been reincarnated to this world, and here's what I've gathered so far from listening to my parents speaking.

There have been light tensions between Kumo, Iwa, and Konoha but not one of these villages made a big move to spark a war, yet. Konoha's trying not to have an all-out war as the Third Hokage was a man who sought out peace. I applaud his efforts and ideals but wars are always inevitable since there are always reasons to spark any animosity, be it jealousy, or just survival purposes.

Itachi was born months after me. I knew of this because there was a celebration, and my grandfather was also one of the elders in the clan. Sigh... I have a love-hate relationship with the Uchiha clan. Why? Well, it's good since it's a very powerful clan, however, I know sooner or later, Danzo's gonna fuck this clan up. He's like the twisted version of Tobirama.

"Mama!" I shouted as I shit myself in my diapers, 'Come on, Musashi... just a few more years, and you're done dealing with this shit... literally...'

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Life was going smoothly, I couldn't ask for more. A nice and loving family was all I need. I could even say that I was the happiest 'kid' in the world.

But now...

I'm standing at a graveyard as I was staring at a stone tablet named 'Muzashi Uchiha'.

This was my father.

Four years have passed after being reincarnated in this world and it's been a traumatic experience for me. Fugaku, the clan leader, and my dad brought both me and Itachi on the battlefield to see what it feels like to be in one. For some unknown reason, some fucking Iwa shinobi found a way to sneak past our defense and planted lots of bombs beside us. I was about to die since I was the nearest to the explosion but Muzashi, my father, grabbed me and pushed me away to take the blow for me.

'I don't understand... why couldn't you save yourself? Were you having chakra exhaustion? Were you tired before you saved me? Why... why did you die?'

I wanted to shout so hard but I couldn't as my mother was holding his heart not to cry in front of the family. Her Sharingan was active the whole time of the ceremony, burning every single frame in her eyes as much as it could. I had to stay strong, I know I'm still a child, weak and frail. However, that's not going to be a hindrance to being strong.

I want to be strong.

Stronger than anything.

Stronger than the heavens.

Nothing will block my way.

I'll be as strong as to break reality just to preserve my mother's remaining smiles. I will destroy anything that will make her cry like this. 'Iwa, soon... soon, you'll no longer exist within the maps of this world. Just you wait.'

I felt a hand on my shoulder as I saw my mother looking at me worriedly.

Her eyes were really swollen, I know she hasn't even slept yet and neither have I. How can I sleep when I could hear every single sob my mother made while she was on the other side of the room.

'If there's a God above... please... help me... help me protect my mother, please... I want to make her happy, please...'

I tried to fight my tears as I failed, but I smiled in front of my mother as tears were falling from my eyes. Trying to act strong, just for her to see that I'm okay, that there's nothing to worry.

"M-Mom, I-" I was about to say something but stopped as I felt something weird.

I looked around and felt that it was really weird.

...

...

No one was moving...