Training And Preparations

I have now been reincarnated into the Naruto verse for three years now. Life in the orphanage has been decent.

Today marks the day that I'm going to start training my god given talents.

I already had made a plan of what my training regimen will be, and to say the least, It will lay the foundation for all my years to come.

First of all though, I have to get permission to leave the orphanage. As I entered the kitchen, where the woman who brought me in, was making lunch for all the children.

"Yo Mama, can I go outside to play around", I called the woman by the name sake that all the children do.

"Really, take one of the older kids with you. Don't want you getting in trouble", she responded to me, not even looking at me, as she was paying most of her attention to cooking the food.

" Ok, I'll do that", I said to Mama, before walking out.

Yeah, I had no intention of doing that. As I walked through the orphanage , passed through all the other orphans, I left the orphanage.

The first part of my training for now, is chakra control. I can't train any of my affinities for now, as I need to set the groundwork.

As I ventured into the outskirts of Kusagakure, where there was many trees, I sought refuge under one of the trees' shades.

I sat on the grass, surrounded by multiple towering trees, that whispered to me with the cool breeze.

I had a crazy amount of chakra reserves, quite fitting for the man with the bloodline of the former God Of Shinobi. It's going to be hard trying to control it as the universal rule in this universe, is the bigger the reserves, the harder to control it.

With determination burning in my heart, I closed my eyes, focusing on the pulsating energy within me. The first step to this, was trying to feel it in the first place. That won't be too hard, as I had massive reserves.

As I concentrated, my chakra responded, flickering like tiny flames around me. It was wild, uncontrolled. But I refused to be discouraged.

With my new unwavering resolve, I tried to willed my chakra to calm down, like trying to soothe a raging storm. I tried to do this for minutes. Gradually, as the time passed, it began to calm down, like my chakra started to suddenly obey.

I entered another level of calm, trying to command my chakra further. I tried to mold my chakra in certain shapes, but it just wouldn't respond. It's all good though. It's only the first session of my training. Rome wasn't built in a day.

I left my state of calm and took a break for one minute, before starting again. I tried to go as hard as I could for each time I restarted. I did this for another hour.

I guess that's the end of my chakra control training. Now I have to do my other part of my training, my physical training.

For the three year old boy I was, I possessed strength that no other of these kids in my village had. Due to my Senju's Talent, I possessed physical prowess and vitality, that will jump start my training.

Without hesitation, I launched into a series of exercises designed to test my physical prowess.

I started with basic movements, such as running and jumping, effortlessly surpassing the abilities expected of a child my age. My body moved with a fluid grace, fueled by the extraordinary vitality bestowed upon me by my Senju heritage.

Now that I tested the limits of my physical abilities, I'll go to a traditional workout. I started doing calisthenic workouts.

I began my training by pushing my upper body to its limits.

With my new training segment in front of me, I performed explosive clap push-ups, my small frame propelling itself skyward.

I clapped my hands together before falling down again. The forceful impact reverberated through my muscles, resonating with the exhilaration of newfound strength.

Next, I focused on my lower body, unleashing its hidden power.

With each jump, I soared higher and higher, reaching heights that seemed impossible for a child of my age.

I embraced the explosive force within me, performing explosive squat jumps, propelling myself upward and landing with a resounding thud, my legs absorbing the impact effortlessly.

I did some core exercises, like crunches and hollow holds. The strain in my abdomen was intense, but I refused to yield, pushing myself further. I did more core exercises like dragon flags and leg raises.

As my full-body workout neared its conclusion, I focused on strengthening my grip. I hung from a sturdy branch, my fingers grasping tightly, as I executed pull-ups with ease.

The muscles in my back and arms worked in unison, each rep adding to the reservoir of strength that flowed through me.

My training for day 1 was now finished. I was drenched now in sweat, proof that my body weight workout was legit. A wave of satisfaction washed over me. I had used my Senju Bloodline as much as I could, and that made me proud.

As I walked back home, I would lie if I said I wasn't plotting.

An idea I had in my mind was fully utilizing the potential steroids in me, the Hashirama Cells. The foolish concept kind of downgraded the whole story for me. It doesn't matter though, because if KIshimoto let that stuff in the manga, than it's not my fault I'll utilize it to it's full potential.

Maybe I could make a secret task force, kind of like Root but less brutal. Imagine like 20 people with Hashirama cells, carrying out my wishes.

The question of who would be this thought was easy. It had to be the orphanage kids. Those people are still a blank canvas due to having no parents.

I could influence but only when I have power. None of the kids will follow someone of their caliber, they would want someone superior than them.

All living beings seek someone stronger than them, and the stronger seek someone more absolute.

Thats how kings are made and also, how gods are born.

I guess I made my plan, I'll get the strongest I can in a month and try to get my fellow orphans to become my subordinates.