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Naruto: The Eyes of Creation

[A Naruto Fanfiction] What if a new clan joined the renowned village of Konoha? What if the members of this clan possessed a unique feature - an appearance strikingly similar to the Uchiha, except for their distinctively colored eyes? Would this clan suffer the same fate as the Uchiha? Murata Ryuzaki, our protagonist, who suddenly transmigrates and becomes the heir to this mysterious clan. Join him on his journey as he explores the expansive world of Naruto, while unraveling the secrets behind his clan's extraordinary ocular abilities. Note: I created this fanfic as a result of being inspired by Boruto's journey back to his father's past. There is a possibility that this fanfic may extend into Boruto's era. While I have planned the plotline, I cannot provide a definite release schedule at this time.

DragonKnov · Anime & Comics
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48 Chs

Kage Bunshin no Jutsu(1)

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In the night after Murata got his forehead protector, the rest of his family members were already falling asleep. His mother, father, and the rest of the adults said nothing after disappearing for almost an entire day and only came back at midnight with his eyes watching them.

"This is too strange, they looked like they did something suspicious," Murata muttered who leaned against the tree in the middle of his courtyard. His eyes looked at the dark blue sky through the leaves as his hand played with a forehead protector.

"A shinobi from Konoha, huh," He had already graduated from the academy and he already got what he wanted. A basic Jutsu, Taijutsu and Genjutsu, as for the advance of the Jutsu he needed to contribute to the village.

His power could be considered equal to Jounin, only lacking in the part of the Jutsu, Taijutsu and Genjutus. If that guy called Kakashi showed up again, he might try to beat him first to test and conclude his power.

"I don't feel like I belong here, though," However, inside his heart there was a knot that kept pumping and telling him to run away from this village. There was instinct from his past life that always saved him in a critical situation and now this feeling was activated but he could not see or deduce which one was a threat.

*boom*

A loud deafening sound resounded in the village, which alerted his parents and relatives to see him hanging on the tree.

"What are you doing, Murata? Go sleep now!" His father snapped at him with a solemn expression. He looked at the rest of his relatives and suddenly disappeared on the spot.

Murata was left stunned, did not know what he must do.

"Is something dangerous happening?" Murata asked himself. His eyes brows narrowed when he glanced between the room where his sister and Fukui were and the directions where his relatives were gone.

He felt conflicted right now. Should he leave and follow them to pursue and satisfy his curiosity or stay here to protect his sister and Fukui?

*rumble*

*rumble*

When Murata was in a dilemma, a loud footstep was heard around his home. It seems the situation has reached the point where almost all of the shinobis were deployed.

"Nah, it's not likely something bad will happen to them if I leave them alone," As he spoke, he saw a shadow flash and jump around the villagers' roof.

*swoosh*

He vanished and the spot with a flash and followed the shadow without a second thought, leaving Fukui and his sister on the home alone.

....

After a few moments, jumping and tailing the shadow, Murata arrived at the certain forest. He saw the shadow step out and wait at some abandoned building.

"He should be one of the Konoha shinobi in right?" Murata muttered inwardly with his body hidden among the leaves and he crouched down on one of the tree branches.

There was no flow or his chakra leaked out, it was really something for him to learn to hide his chakra as well from his parents.

*crack*