1 Chapter 1: New World

I had looked down the school, that did nothing but traumatize me, standing on top of roof. And then having nothing left I had jumped. I had assured myself many times it was alright to end myself. I had thought nobody was going to miss me. But as soon as I had sawn the ground rappidly coming closer to my fragile body I had only thought left. I don't want to die.

And now I saw someone in the mirror. A small child, blue eyes black hair, approximately 4 years old. "Am I reincarnated" I whispered to myself, touching my face to make sure the body in the mirror was mine.The next thing I checked was my environment.

It was a room with multiple beds in them. 'An orphanage maybe' I deducted from the circumstances, that I transmigrated and I'm only about 4 years old. I also felt a sensitivity in me, I never felt in my past life. It was an interesting feeling pulsating through me. It was similar to blood, but also different.

I tried to remember anything about my new body and its life. As soon as I did that a flood of memories hit me. My name is Soma Yatora. My Mother died only a few days after giving birth to me and my Father died a week ago. And just yesterday, I was admitted into this Orphanage of a village I knew from my past life.

I was currently in the world of Naruto in the village hidden in the leaf - Konohagakure.

I expected happiness to fill me, excitement to get a shot at living like ninja, but there was nothing. I felt absolutely nothing. My old me would have absulutely love this situation, but it seems I changed after death. There is nothing I currently feel. No excitement or happiness to be in an Anime world and no regret or sadness to have died in the old.

I once read or heard somewhere that Sociopaths, which I would classify myself right now are misunderstood. It wasn't like they are unable to feel anything, but they are rather fixated on one feeling alone and are incapable of perceiving other emotions. If that was actually true I might get to experience a real feeling again.

But now to the elefant in the room. The sensitivity I felt earlier. It had to be Chakra. My old self would have wanted to try it out immediately.

He was depressed, but still of a kind nature. I don't think he or rather I would have survived this world like that, so it's rather fortunate to loose hopefully just most of my feelings.

I didn't feel the need to try the usage of chakra immediately, but there's one thing glass clear. I had to train in order to survive.

In my last life, at the moment before my death I realized that I have a will to live as well. So I should survive and enjoy life.

But what next? I was not really a naruto fan myself. I was more of a naruto fan fan. I never read the manga or wached the anime, but rather read many fanfictions about it. But I had never finished a single one. I only read the start of them, because I was a very fast paced person and quickly moved on to the next series if it grew repetitive.

That meant I know the basic jutsus and training methods, as well as some additional knowledge and some cheat codes for the starter area.

One thing I'll need to take care of is not to display too much skill in a young age as it would lead me directly to someone named Danzo Shimura, who seemed to be a very hated person in the community.

Another thing I remembered is a method to train chakra manipulation named Leaf concentration which will be the thing I'll start my training with.

"Soma, come join us for lunch at least!" A female voice shouted from down below. It was the caretaker. She worked at the orphanage and tried to make me to like her yesterday. She seemed like a genuine nice person, but I feel rather comfortable being alone. That said, I still need to eat.

Without a reply I came downstairs and reached the dinner table.

I didn't speak much during dinner. If caretakers tried to talk to me I shut myself down and as some of the other kids tried to include me in their conversation I just ignored them. I don't really want to have anything to do with little kids. It might sound a little evil, but it's really lucky my body was formerly in a shocked state and unable to open up to anyone.

The meal wasn't that bad. After the meal a caretaker asked who would want to join her on a trip to the local playground. Of course I joined, but just to secure myself some leafs.

The rest of the day was relatively normal despite happening in a fantasy world.

The orphans had to go to bed relatively early which left me with a lot of time to train.

I started feeling my chakra, the sensitivity in me. It felt cold and warm at the same time, but was as silent as the sea. I clearly felt it.

I was the only one in the room awake, meditating on my bed. But suddenly I was drawn in by the chakra.

I stood on top of an endless sea. There was no sky, just pitch black. In every possible way there was nothing to see. Under my feet there was a surface. I took a step and the surface started moving a little, corrugated, creating little circles that moved away from me. Waves.

I stood on a surface comparable to the ocean. But I immediately knew what it was. This was my chakra. It was as quiet as the sea.

It appears that just like Naruto was able to meet up with the Kyubi inside him, one could manifest oneself in a plain of one's chakra.

It was interesting. I couldn't find the words to describe the feeling, but I just felt, well limitless. Nothing to see on the horizon, an empty, vast sky and an endless pitch black sea below me.

I felt something. I enjoyed being exposed to my chakra closely. Enjoyment. That may be my sociopath feeling. I think I can live with that, being able to feel pleased with rewards and freetime, while also having some fun with other kinds of things. It could have been much worse with anger for example.

Now that I understood my chakra on a whole new level, I was able to form it.

I opened my eyes. The only light in the room came from the floor, yet I still looked at my hand, channeling my chakra through the chakra pathway system to the chakra points, tenketsu, in my Hand. I released a little chakra, slowly forming a bubble of pure chakra in my Hand. It wasn't visible for the human eye, but I still felt it's existence. I released the bubble making the chakra fade away slowly, creating a moment I will never forget. My first ever contact with chakra was something magical for me to an extent that no one of this world can relate to.

Then I immediately wanted to start training the leaf concentration, but recalled that sleep was important for the development of little children.

However, I still was the first one awake at the next morning. I decided to visit the playground, we visited yesterday. While I wasn't about to start any muscle building training at this age, I still wanted to build some endurance. I started to jog around the playground. After a few rounds I stopped. It suprised me how long I was able to run. It appears, that I have good genetics for endurance and similar things.

Next I tried burpies, an exercise that is known to burn a lot of calories while including muscle-building exercises like e.g. the push up. I realized that this drained my reserves much faster than running, but I changed back to running as that was the thing I would be supposed to do at a daily basis as a ninja.

As I was completely exhausted the sun was just about to rise up. I looked up to the four stone heads. If I recall right their names were Hashirama Senju, Tobirama Senju, Hiruzen Sarutobi and Minato Namikaze. All of them were famous, renowned and incredible powerfull Ninja and on top of all the Top Dogs of this Village - the Hokage.

The current Hokage was Hiruzen Sarutobi. I don't have any personal affection for him, since he wasn't a major character of anything I read, but that was the same for all Hokage.

In fact I think I even know the most about Hiruzen. He is old, like really old, obsessed with the will of fire and able to peek on anyone in the village through some vodo-glass sphere. But he seemed genuine nice. I don't know about the other Hokage. They do seem rather serious.

I regained my Breath and started doing short 10 meter runs, quickly changing the directions in between them. This was really exhausting, as I tried to use them at full speed, rather than just casual jogging. I figured that movement and agility would be way more important in a ninja setting than pure strength, although I unfortunately might have to do basic strength training later on.

I also learned of a disadvantage of my sociopath feeling. Being able to perceive enjoyment makes me able to feel the opposite too. That means to see how I think of anything I can just put it on a scale from 1 to 10. 1 is I don't enjoy it in the slightest and 10 is the holy grasscutter under the sky of flying protein bars. On this scale endurance training is at 4 being slightly below average at 5.

Returning to the orphanage is a perfect example for 5. While I don't enjoy the presence of the other orphans and the caretakers, I do enjoy the warmth and savety of being inside a house. That means that both sides are basically evenly matched. And returning to the orphanage is exactly what I'm going to do now.

As I returned the orphans were still not awake, but I heard the caretakers already working on the breakfeast. I tried to walk up the stairs silently to get to my room and was fortunately not captured. I lied down in my bed enjoying the feeling of warmth as I snuggled up under the blanket.

However, the relaxation didn't last for long as someone was already coming up the stairs to open up our room. At breakfeast I tried some things out that were unique to this world, but nothing was really amazing so I'll stick to healthy food from now on.

After breakfeast I immediately retreated back to my room. A caretaker was about to protest, but was held back by a second one. Apparently I was still 'traumatized', which lead to me having enough free time to practise.

It was the first time I tried to do anything chakra related after yesterday night. I put the leaf on my forehead and it immediately fell off. The next time I tried to put the leaf while already having concentrated chakra on my forehead, but now I had a too big of a surface. It took me a few tries, but then I had the perfekt timing.

I put the leaf on my forehead, but still held it and just felt the exact places where the leaf touches me and focused. The now familiar, but still magical feeling fixated the leaf on my forehead. It was like magic. I enjoyed finally having done it a little bit too much, which lead to me loosing the concentration on the leaf.

On my first few tries I already managed to hold the leaf for more than two minutes and kept trained until lunch. At the end of the day It only increased for about 23 seconds, but it was my proud new best time-2 minutes and 45 seconds.

After Lunch I went to my room again, wondering if I should train the leaf concentration more, as I wouldn't feel bored anyways, but I decided against it.

I rather tried to form my chakra a little. Just like yesterday I formed a little chakra sphere on the palm of my hand. And now I tried to divide the little sphere in two little spheres. It happened slowly and steadily, but it happened. Then I tried to release the chakra from my hand to make it float. This time I needed a lot more concentration and time, but it happened. It was comparable to telekinesis, but yet different. As soon as I tried to make the two balls spin in circles they collapsed in an instant.

After two more tries that went similar I figured that I lacked the control of chakra, so I started doing leaf concentration again to improve my chakra control.