Chapter-1: Death...

Death.

Fear of death.

Most of us hold it inside our hearts. Some hide it and some acknowledge it.

But one thing is clear.

None of us saw beyond it.

Not like we didn't want to...but that was how things were, at least to us.

A giant skeleton knight that guards the room that may have treasures and opportunities beyond expectations of humanity or just might be empty.

This is how I imagine death would look like. The whole scenario of life and death was a game, in my eyes.

We are just on stage-1 and we don't know if there is a stage-2.

Maybe anyone else would have a different opinion or chain of thoughts.

But as I progressed further in life, I realized.

That giant skeleton knight was like a rabid dog that only knows how to bark.

It cannot bite.

After death, there would be nothing.

A degree of freedom most humans wouldn't appreciate fully, sticking themselves towards all attachments they built overtime, just because they spent too long creating them and abandoning them, doesn't seem worth it.

But now that I am dead, I may tell each one of you, who by some coincidence might be hearing my thoughts.

It is worth it.

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My life had been quite an ordinary one.

My last day as ******* ***** was a great day.

At least that is what my last memories dictates.

I was well established in the life.

While I may have not been a real estate mogul, but I already owned 4 houses and rented them to several families, Allowing me to have good income sources per month.

I could fool around as much as I liked. A safety net which would expand as I my financial knowledge would expand.

But it all ended.

With a snap.

My memories still confuse me.

The reason of my death?

I don't know...

It all was a mystery to me.

How did I die? Did someone plan all of this? Was it a murder? Or an accident?

I didn't know.

That was more enraging to me, if anything. That I didn't know what killed me or how it killed me.

I just remember intense pain flushing through my whole body and then suddenly it stops.

The experience of death itself was quite...enlightening.

The sense of rejuvenation it grants to my soul...

It felt amazing.

As if I found something I had lost a long time ago. But that feeling...

Unfortunately didn't last too long.

Which brings me to my current situation.

I am somehow alive once more.

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(A/N: A new fic b*tches.

I won't make any excuses or promises regarding my absence but just know it was sorta necessary. My life was spiraling out of control. One thing is I hate to lose control.

I set everything back where it is supposed to be. Now I am back at it.

Imma try to make a good series once again.

Anyway. This is one of those Naruto fics that doesn't give the general trope of stupid sh*t like reincarnation by some ROB, got wishes, get b*tches and basking in fake, unearned glory.

We go chad mode. This time...

No wishes.

No system.

No ROBs who grant wish cuz they are kind.

We go in the Narutoverse with ourselves and our own two hands.

I've thought about it for long enough and decided that this is more than enough.

Era?

Late Warring states.

Schedule?

I will drop a few chapters here and there if I am not busy.

Expect 4 chapter/week on average. More if I feel like it.

My last fics took a hit cuz I was bored out of my mind but this time I am completing this fic and we will take our sweet f*cking time.

Gimme powerstones pls.

Thanks for reading!)