2 Prologue

Ch1

I woke up with my face embracing onto solid wood. Something I was not all expecting, especially after having gone to sleep in my own bed and shorts. Taking a deep breath, I rolled myself over and sat upright, trying to think how I ended up here. I mean I wasn't a heavy drinker, nor did I consume any drugs. Unless this was some kind of stroke, or some other kind of issue, than this was more than just a simple hallucination.

Adding to my worries, my body felt considerably worse. A sharp pain was brewing on the surface of my belly, coupled with an annoying migraine, I grunted in discomfort.

"So someone roofied me up and left me stranded in some room?" I chuckled at my ridiculous idea.

Sighing, I pushed myself to my feet, trying to identify my surrounding, but to no avail. The room I awoke in was completely unfamiliar to me, which was a little worrying to say the least.

The room unlike my original apartment was small and dusty, whilst having wooden walls and a wooden ceiling that was painted over, making not seem as awful.

"What the fuck is going on?" I muttered to myself, rubbing the part of my belly that was in pain. I was in complete disarray, frankly nothing of my situation made any sense.

Thankfully for my rapidly declining sanity, a handy message decided to show itself, further adding to my confusion.

The message box was similar to a hologram, a blue box, sitting on the air, disembodied.

[

WARNING!

Dodge to your left!

]

"Wait!!" I mumbled to myself in confusion, reading the text that magically appeared.

"Warning, what do you mean?" I questioned myself, a little confused, but my doubts were momentarily answered as I felt a swift gust of wind flow towards the back of my cranium followed by a stinging pain that arrived belatedly.

"What the fuck is going on!" I shouted, turning my back to face a scrawny, fat kid holding his fist parallel to the ground.

Befuddlement was one of the things that overcame me as I stared at the kid in front of me, not only because I was punched by a stranger, that was part of it, but the main reason for my shock was my body, it was the size of a regular preschool kid, about 4-6 years old. Closely inspecting my body, I came to the resolution, I was in the body of my younger self. "Oh great! I'm actually gone insane. There's no other explanation to this."

"Akira, did you actually think you could get away from me?....Well guess what, I caught you now and there's no escape this time!" the boy replied, taking me out of my inner monologue, as he walked towards me slowly, clenching his fist.

Dumbfounded at the situation, I stared at the boy aimlessly, as confusion slowly crawled up my spine," Who the hell are you?" I inquired, a little annoyed at receiving a punch. After being a little surprised at my question, he replied, "Did that punch take your sanity?"

The boy smirked, sprinting towards me while clenching his fist, he let out a battle cry, as I looked at him and my surroundings in absolute shock. Just a few hours ago, I was taking a nap in my own bed, but for some reason, I awoke in a place that is strange to me and I'm being bullied by a boy that's half my original age.

I gaped towards the boy, as he ran up to me ready to throw another, but unlike the previous time, I was prepared. I swiftly moved my body towards the right, as soon as he threw his clenched fist at me, I could visibly see him growling as I dodged his attack. Getting ready to throw another punch, he followed my direction, but was soon interrupted, as I pushed my right foot against his feet, tripping him, his face falling straight onto the same wooden floor awoke to.

Making sure he doesn't attack me again, I placed a knee over his body, making his fighting chance practically zero. I sighed in a little relief, perhaps I could get some answers out of him. My mind was overwhelmed by question, for beginners knowing where I am, and how I got here, would be beneficial.

My questions were shortly answered, just not in the way I or anyone else would think. A familiar blue screen comfortably placed itself in front of me, but unlike the previous time where it showed me danger signs, it instead showed me useful information.

[

Welcome to the resurrection program!

I know you have many question, and I am here to answer them. Below is the list of question you might have and as well as answers.

1. How did you end up here?

~ To put it simply you were reincarnated into this world after you died in your sleep.

2. How did you end up in the body of your younger self?

~ As the resurrection team, we decided it would be fitting to place you in the body of your younger self as a way to prolong your death and give you a second chance at life.

3. Where are you?

~ Looking over your hobbies, we found that you avidly enjoy anime, thus we decided to place you in one of your favorite anime, Naruto!

~BYE!

]

I looked over the screen in absolute shock, not because of the fact I reincarnated into a different world. NO, that was the least of my worries right now, the thing worrying me the most is the world I reincarnated in, which is Naruto. Although I loved Naruto as a show, I didn't ever consider reincarnating or living in it. And quite frankly I didn't want to, as the world of Naruto is a scary one, especially when they are god level freaks living here.

A commanding voice spoke, taking me out of my limp shocked state," Jaron, STOP!" I glanced over to my right, noticing the boy who was previously in my grasp now freed, and about to throw another fist.

Before the boy could even throw his unstable punch, he fell to the ground, asleep. I glanced over to the lady, noticing her weird hand signs when it suddenly clicked in me, "Genjustsu," I mumbled, a little stunned at observing jutsu being done in front of my very eyes. It was a weird feeling, in a positive way.

Unlike my previous world, where there was a lack of real magic and super powers, this world had those fantastic things, and I was fascinated by the woman's magic, a little entranced at the sight.

Rolling her eyes at the boy who I assumed to be Jason, she walked over to the two of us, grabbing the boy by his shoulder and yanking him over her own, carrying him. It was a little relieving that I don't need to put up with his childish antics any longer, as the woman turned her face over to mine, she continued to speak," I'm sorry Akira, for his behavior. He can get a little rowdy sometimes, but in the heart, he's a good kid, so please don't harbor any hatred or revenge plot against him. I honestly think the two of you can get along well, as long as you put your differences aside," she walked out through the wooden door, leaving me a little stunned.

"For the love of god, can anything in this god forsaken building be made out of something other than wood!" The place reeked of timber, the burnt smell of wood reeked all over the place, and it was getting a little hard putting up with the stench.

After minutes of putting up with the abhorrent odor, I understood my situation, rather I came in terms with it, since I had no choice in the beginning. I learned a few things, firstly, the blue box that usually appears in front of me, is not a figment of my imagination, neither is this entire bizarre situation, which is a little reassuring to know that I'm not insane.

Back to my point, the hologram is based off of a game user interface, which is in benefit for me, as I can easily navigate my way in and out of the system. What can I say, being a pro gamer does have its perks, despite what the boomers might say.

Secondly, and most importantly, the place I am in, is an orphanage. It became pretty obvious after a couple of minutes roaming around this place filled with toddlers right around my age. Honestly, this fact is a little reassuring, since I'd rather not bother being in new family, it would be extremely awkward having to treat strangers as family members despite only knowing them for less than a day.

Although being born in a fantasy world is basically every gamers dream, I'm on the other side of the spectrum. Knowing the fact that you could get ambushed by rogue ninjas or be a part of some villain's plan as a hostage at any given time, is quite scary, and that's me dimming it down, at worst it's a nightmare.

So I guess, there's really only two options to my future, I either live as a civilian at the risk of dying at any given second, or I become a ninja and have the power to protect myself.

I chuckled at my own dumb choices, really there's only one choice, I'd much rather die fighting than fall victim all mighty push jutsu, I chuckled again, realizing how wrong that would sound out of context.

Luckily for me, the academy starts right about my age, so that means I can start training my body and chakra skills without delay. Well, I guess tomorrow's when I make my official debut in this world of Naruto! For now I'd rather sleep, I've seen and felt more than a lifetime in a single day, and frankly the lingering feeling of sopor is catching up to me.

As walked along the window panes, towards my room, I was stunned when I saw my reflection in the window panes. Not that I was ugly or nothing, rather I was quite the handsome one, my lean body paired well with my well curved face truly showed my handsomeness. The thing that pissed me off, more than it should was the colour of my hair, namely it being GODDAMN pink. Like what the fuck! At first glance at my reflection, I thought there was something wrong with lighting in the area, but as I continued to walk towards my room, my reflection in the long stairs of windows didn't change one bit. I sighed in dissapointment.