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[Location: Classified] [Time: 2:00 PM]

The avalanche crashes down with a force that rivals the swiftness of divine intervention on a skateboard. One moment, the pristine slopes stand before me, and in the next, they are in chaotic motion. It would be almost comical if it weren't so horrifyingly lethal. Laughter becomes an unattainable luxury, for time is of the essence. Within seconds, the powdery white substance engulfs me, its icy embrace sending shivers through my entire being.

In a swift and brutal instant, the weight of the snow descends upon my back, robbing me of any semblance of control. I am flung into a tumultuous descent, tumbling helplessly, battered from all directions. Pain sears through my body, surpassing any torment I have ever experienced. It feels as though an unseen force is tossing me around like a mere ingredient in a merciless culinary concoction, where the pan is filled with sizzling vegetables and a single slab of unforgiving meat.

Yes, I am that slab of meat, incapable of emitting even the faintest of screams. There is no time for such expressions of terror. Besides, my mouth and nose are filled with the chilling grip of snow, stifling any sound that might escape my lips.

Time becomes an enigmatic paradox, simultaneously slowing to a crawl and racing with alarming speed. Then, abruptly, stillness prevails. The light vanishes, plunging me into an abyss of darkness. I can no longer discern if my eyes are open or shut. The snow might possess any hue, and I would remain oblivious to the difference.

I attempt to move, to regain control over my body, but it lies unresponsive. The avalanche... Human beings were never designed for such cataclysmic forces. I am certain that my bones are shattered, for pain permeates every fiber of my being. I am consumed by an overpowering coldness, one that eclipses any previous encounter with frigid temperatures. Sensations fade away, leaving behind only the numbing grip of the icy landscape. Perhaps beneath me, the snow assumes the appearance of a Halloween slushie from a convenience store.

In a cartoon, I would come to a comical halt, encased in a massive snowball, only to effortlessly shake it off and spring back to my feet. Alas, this is no child's animation.

I recall a film, wherein a demon adorned with a head full of pins uttered the ominous words, "Welcome to the worst nightmare of all... Reality." It appears that this nightmare has become my reality, as I find myself trapped in an inescapable web of snow, slowly succumbing to the embrace of death. Ha! Look at me, pondering over a movie quote as my life draws to a close.

Fortunately, my faculties remain intact. Though it may take time for the cold to fully ensnare my mind, my body succumbed to a slumber several minutes ago. Breathing becomes an arduous task, and I am unsure if I still draw breath at all.

A mere five minutes ago, I basked in the warm embrace of sunlight, unburdened by a care in the world. Now... I lie buried deep beneath the surface, entombed within this snowbound cage. Perhaps it is time to find solace and make peace with the divine, but at this moment, it is my anger that fuels my will to survive.

Why be consumed by rage when death looms near, you may ask? Allow me to share my clichéd tale before I depart this world.

I was raised within a mercenary camp, honing my skills under the tutelage of the most lethal

killers and depraved individuals this wretched planet has to offer. By the tender age of fifteen, I was thrust into the midst of a killing field, executing orders with ruthless efficiency. I killed on their command. I fornicated on their command. I did anything they desired until government agents apprehended me during my thirtieth mission.

You see, those abominable bastards taught me the art of survival. Thus, when I was caught, my sole instinct was to endure at any cost. Without a moment's hesitation, I divulged everything about my leaders and their bases, without considering the consequences. The government took swift action, eradicating all the bases within a week.

Now, the time has come for me to face judgment. Yet, those agents, reluctant to discard a skilled killer like a disposable pawn, offered me a contract spanning twenty long years.

For two decades, I became their obedient lapdog. In return, I was promised wealth, freedom, and a life free from worry. I accepted their offer, transforming into their prized spy. My talent and experience required minimal training, and soon enough, I found myself back in the field, executing the dirty deeds of another organization.

From my new trainers, those who molded me into a spy, I gleaned a valuable lesson.

To be a spy is to exist in solitary isolation, mastering the art of fearing nothing at all. When fear dissipates, focus remains, elevating one beyond the capabilities of ordinary individuals. It is a sacrifice that eludes the superficial glamour depicted in movies. Glamour is nothing but a façade veiling a multitude of agonies. In reality, to become something others cannot fathom, one must engage in actions others would never contemplate. Spies are only ordinary in the eyes of fellow spies.

There is no escape in this line of work. Entrances exist aplenty, but exits are nonexistent. Death, however, possesses the power to set one free. Faking one's demise allows for the acquisition of a new identity, enabling a life haunted by the constant specter of death.

Yet, I had hoped those bastards would uphold their end of the bargain, delivering the promised freedom and wealth upon the contract's fulfillment. Ha! Those fuckers allowed me to slip away without any resistance. I sensed treachery looming, but I chose to dismiss it, a testament to my own deterioration. Perhaps age has dulled my instincts.

And here I was, innocently pursuing my dream of scaling a mountain... Who could have fathomed that those fuckers would crash a fighter jet into the very mountain to rid themselves of my presence? Ha! I wonder if this is what they call karma, the inevitable reaping of what one sows. I have ended countless lives, committed heinous crimes, and betrayed others merely to survive... Now, it seems my karma has caught up with me.

It is amusing, really. Amidst the darkness, I can vividly recall every moment, every action, every regret that has marked my existence. Even in this impenetrable gloom, I bear witness to the tapestry of my life unraveling before me. They say that life flashes before one's eyes on the precipice of death... Ha! Enough talk... Fatigue overwhelms me... Drowsiness consumes me... The cold... I... I am... sor...ry... Lin... I...

A gentle breeze caresses my face, a sensation I had longed for in my darkest moments...

What?! I... I am alive! How is this possible? I distinctly remember the cold embrace of death, the icy grip that chilled me to the core. My body convulsed, and the hairs on my skin stood on end as I shivered uncontrollably. But now, as I stand here in the warmth of the sun, I can't shake off the lingering chill. It's an unsettling reminder of that dreadful icy prison I found myself in. The cold... I can still feel it, as if it has seeped into the very depths of my being.

But enough dwelling on the past. Right now, I need to focus on survival and evade those relentless agents who seek my demise. As long as I'm breathing, I can seek retribution. I may not understand how or why I am alive, but I must seize this opportunity and find a place to hide.

Looking around, I find myself in an unfamiliar location, surrounded by an expansive forest with lush greenery stretching as far as the eye can see. However, there is an eerie silence that permeates the air, devoid of the usual symphony of birdsong and the bustling of insects. My instincts warn me that this place is treacherous, that danger lurks within its depths. I cautiously survey my surroundings, searching for any signs of life or clues that might offer insight into my current predicament.

There is no trace of human presence, no indication of any living creature. Everything remains still and eerily quiet.

I must escape this place and gather more information. I need to unravel the mysteries of my inexplicable survival and understand how I find myself in this bewildering situation.

"Water Style: Water Dragon."

Startled, I quickly take cover behind a nearby tree, my heart pounding in my chest. The voice, distinctly feminine, echoes from the north. With caution, I begin to make my way in that direction, stealthily maneuvering between trees and using rocks as shields.

Then, with a thunderous boom, a colossal pill of water erupts into the sky, catching me off guard. My eyes widen in astonishment and disbelief. A freaking dragon made of water!

This is not Earth. Where in the world am I? How did I end up in this unfathomable realm?

As I stood amidst the chaotic battlefield, memories of my past flooded my mind. During my time with the mercenary company, my boss had occasionally provided me with books, comics, and even DVDs of popular cartoons, perhaps as a feeble attempt to inject some semblance of childhood into my grim existence. I cherished those moments, brief respites from the harsh reality of my life as a killer.

And now, in this bewildering twist of fate, a scene reminiscent of one of those anime plays out before my eyes. It is undeniably a scene from Naruto, a series I had watched during my younger years. But this is no hallucination or dream; it is my current reality.

As I observed the intense battle unfolding around me, my mind raced to comprehend the situation. It appeared as though I had been transported back in time, inhabiting my younger self, complete with the physical prowess and battle-hardened physique that I possessed during my prime. I took a moment to examine my body, the familiar scars earned through countless missions etched into my skin. It was a relief to find that I had retained my former strength and agility.

Turning my attention to the surroundings, I felt the squelching sensation of mud beneath my bare feet, a reminder of the damp and treacherous terrain. The rough texture of tree bark scraped against my palm as I steadied myself against a nearby trunk. The scent of decaying wood permeated the air, mingling with the tension and danger that hung palpably in the atmosphere.

My focus, however, was drawn to the young girl standing defiantly amidst a group of assailants dressed in black. They attacked her relentlessly, their movements calculated and deadly. While I was grateful for my unexpected return to the prime of my abilities, intervening without any weapons or knowledge of the current situation would be reckless. It was clear that this battle had no direct connection to my circumstances, and I needed to find cover and bide my time until an opportune moment presented itself. Only then could I assess my surroundings and seek a path forward.

My mind raced to process the surreal scene unfolding before me. The girl, despite her injuries, displayed remarkable skill and resilience, evading most of the shurikens thrown at her. The one that found its mark in her thigh did little to dampen her determination. These assailants were professionals, strategically targeting her legs to impede her mobility rather than aiming for a fatal blow. A thought crossed my mind—had it been me in their place, I would have coated my weapons with poison to ensure a swift and incapacitating outcome.

The girl's voice, strained with exhaustion, filled the air as she realized the true danger she faced. "You bastards. Poison!" she exclaimed, her words a mix of anger and desperation. The assailants had successfully poisoned her, leaving her with a limited amount of time to live. In such a dire predicament, she had two choices: fight back and eliminate her attackers before succumbing to the poison, or take down as many of them as possible before her time ran out.

The assailants, acting in perfect synchronization, unleashed an Earth Style jutsu known as the Rock Shower. Sharp rock fragments erupted from the ground, hurtling towards the girl with deadly intent. She fought valiantly, but her weakened state and injuries made it increasingly difficult to evade the onslaught. It seemed her time was running out.

But then, something extraordinary happened. With a surge of chakra and sheer determination, the girl summoned an ethereal power known as Susanoo. The blue skeletal ribs formed a protective shield, shielding her from the barrage of rock bullets. However, it was clear that the strain was taking its toll. Within moments, the skeletal shield dissipated, and the girl collapsed to her knees, drained of chakra and seemingly defeated.

And just as I tried to make sense of this surreal convergence of fictional worlds, a transparent screen materialized before me. It displayed a list of skills and missions, accompanied by a set of rewards. It was as if I had been thrown into a game or simulation, complete with a set of abilities and objectives.

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Skill 1: Cloaking [Vanishing Spell]

Skill 2: Oblivate [Memory Erasure]

Skill 3: Protego [Shield Charm]

Skill 4: Rictusempra [Tickling Charm]

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In my hand, a black wand materialized, reminiscent of the ones from the Harry Potter series.

I read the mission displayed on the screen, presenting me with a choice: save the target or do nothing. The rewards corresponded to potions—poison potions for non-intervention, or healing potions for saving the girl. This bizarre situation forced me to make a decision with unknown consequences. I had no idea how this would affect my own circumstances or if it would alter the course of events. Nonetheless, I needed more information before I could choose a path forward.

It seemed like a trial or temporary power, akin to those character selection processes in RPG games. But in this dangerous ninja world, I had to tread carefully.

"You fought well, Kara. For a ninja who awakened Mangekyo Sharingan just a few minutes ago... You really did your best. Sadly, this is the end of the road. We will be taking those eyes of yours. But before that, hehehe! We will have a taste of your young and beautiful body," taunted one of the attackers, stowing away his kunai in his waist pouch.

I had no idea where or when I had been transported, but the decision I made here could determine my fate. Poison offered a stealthy advantage, allowing me to eliminate enemies unnoticed, while healing potions promised to be a valuable asset for survival. I didn't want to die again, so the healing potions seemed like the wiser choice. They could potentially save my life in dire situations. But what could I do with these seemingly non-offensive spells?

I scanned my surroundings and spotted a discarded kunai a few steps away. It could serve as a makeshift weapon. With a mix of knowledge from both the Naruto and Harry Potter series, I had a rough idea of how to utilize spells. It was time to put that knowledge to the test.

"Cloaking!" I whispered, accompanied by a gentle wave of my wand. Suddenly, my body vanished, becoming completely invisible. It's a new spell that wasn't from the HP universe. Well, as long as I am invisible, it's alright.

...

Stealthily, I moved forward and retrieved the kunai.

"Hehe! Go easy on her, leader. We also want to enjoy her youthful body," one of the assailants lewdly remarked.

"You bastards, I'll die before... Huh?" The girl appeared bewildered.

"Kekeke! What's wrong? Can't move your body. Don't worry. It will be over soon. How many ninjas do you think have the luxury of enjoying sex before death? So, sit back and enjoy..." the leader of the attackers jeered, slowly approaching the defenseless girl in his nakedness.

These degenerate bastards planned to violate the girl before killing her, just like the vile individuals I encountered back on Earth.

I had to act swiftly and dispatch them before they could carry out their twisted intentions. However, I had no idea how long the invisibility spell would last.

Drawing upon my years of experience, I silently approached the back of one of the assailants who was relieving himself against a tree, oblivious to the world. The other two were fixated on the vulnerable girl, while their leader closed in on her in his depraved state.

"Haaaa! Finally. Phew!!!" The urinating attacker let out a satisfied sigh, closing his eyes with a relaxed smile. A yawn escaped his mouth, "Kuggg!"

Seizing the opportunity, I thrust the kunai into his mouth and clasped his Adam's apple with my left hand. It was a basic technique—a one-handed grip to crush the opponent's throat while the other hand delivered a fatal blow. Instant death. Perfect for silent takedowns in espionage missions, ensuring no alarms were raised.

I adjusted the force of my grip to prevent blood from spurting onto my face from the severed throat. Slowly, I dragged his lifeless body and concealed it behind the tree. I couldn't afford to make any unnecessary movements and alert the others.

One down, three to go...

Those three assassins are already butt-naked, ready to devour the young girl before them. Their weapon bags are lying on the ground beside their pants. Luckily, I don't have to worry about them throwing shurikens or bombs at me anymore.

"Hehehe! Do you like what ya see? Kekeke! *Slurp*" The leader of the assassins said, licking his lips. The other two are waiting in a line, jerking off like a degenerate while smiling like a creep. What the fuck? They are lining up like a po*n shooting.

*Rictusempra* I swing my wand and use the tickling charm on the one at the rear while hiding behind the tree. You creepy bastards, let's see how you jerk now.

The assassin's body flew, falling on the one before him. The one before him stumbles in surprise and falls on their leader's back.

"Hehehe... Wahahaha!!!" He starts to laugh like a maniac.

"You insane motherf*ckers!!! Get your dick off my ass. I will kill you both," yelled their leader angrily.

"You fucking lunatic!!!" The assassin, who was standing behind their leader, took up a shuriken from the ground, "Humff!" He slices off his laughing comrade's throat. Blood came out, spraying his face. It looks like someone opened a soda can after giving it a good shake.

"Aaaaggg!!! Heehee!!!" The bastard fell to the ground, grabbing his bleeding throat.

Even in pain, he is trying to laugh. His body slumps on the ground, soaked in his own blood. Haaa. Poor bastard. At least he died with a smile... How many people get the chance to die with a smile on their faces?

Two down, two to go...

"Aaaahhhh!!!" Suddenly, the assassin's leader yells. Wait a minute! Don't tell me...

"Boss!!! What's wron...? Heeek! What is that? How?" The third assassin asks with a shocked expression. His eyes were on his boss's crotch.

I want to throw up. I am not looking at that shit. This is disgusting. That bastard fell with a hard-on, on the ground, over a small pointy stone.

"Bastard!!! I will kill you," yells the boss, "You motherf*cker... You bastard. Die!!! Earth style: Piercing needles." Even in that extreme pain, he used his Jutsu, weaving a weird hand sign.

Sharp shards of needle-shaped rocks emerged from the ground.

"Nooo. Boss. Wait! Let me explain," The baffled assassin reaches for his weapon bag that was supposed to be on his waist, "Hug? Shit!!!"

He quickly realized that his bag was lying on the ground along with his pant. The rock shards pierced through his body before he could dodge or use his Jutsu. It's like seeing someone shredding another with an automatic rifle.

"Hufff!!! Hnggg!!! This is all because of you," The assassin's boss turns toward the defenseless girl with bloodshot eyes and a bloody crotch.

I took this chance to sneak up behind him.

The assassin's boss crouches down. He opens his bag.

Ahhh! Look at him. So defenseless... Full of openings... What if I do this? I slam my sideways on his right ear. I grab his hair with my left hand while twisting the kunai.

I pull out the kunai from the target's ear. Blood bursts out from his ear like a fountain of wine. His body went limp. He is dead. Targets neutralized. Mission completed. Humm. I can see my body again. So, this spell lasts for approx ten minutes. Not a bad spell, but I have to experiment more with it.

"Who are you?" Kara inquires with a baffled expression.

Even in her situation, she is on her guard. I can see the sharp needle-like objects she is hiding in the gaps of her fingers. Hahaha! Her plan was to kill them when those bastards were lost in lust. Do anything to survive... She is just like how I was in the past. I guess people are the same no matter which world it is.

"Put away your needles. Or I might finish the job they started," I reply with a smile. Kara's expression tells me she is surprised. But she opens her fist, dropping eight needles.

Humm. This is weird. Why isn't the mission ending? I killed the assassins and saved the damsel in distress. Where the fuck are my healing potions? Is there someone I missed? Wait!!! Don't tell me... My eyes were on Kara's innocent face... What's that? Her eyes. Contact lens!!! Her contact lens shifted a bit. I can see his black iris.

A trap!!! Shit!!! The girl before my eyes fades away like a ghost. But the dead assassins are still lying on the ground around me. I rub my eyes. Illusion? Genjutst!

Huh? I look down. A kunai? Why is it sticking out of my chest? Blood... Haha! Looks like I really got rusty. I can't move my body. Paralyses poison.

Kara appears before me. She is holding the kunai. My blood is dripping from her hand.

"You beggar fucker," Kara says after checking my pockets. She looks disappointed. After all, my pockets were empty.

So, they are bandits. Damn! I fell for the oldest trick in the book. I wouldn't have jumped into this freaking trap if not for this mission reward.

"Che! What a waste... Those numbnuts fuckers fighting each other... I knew they would kill each other someday. Now I have to search for men again... Haaa... What a waste..." Kara sighs in disappointment. She pulls out the kunai from my chest.

Fuck! My vision is going blurry. Too much blood loss. I am 100% sure I will die. But I can't leave a damsel in the midst of the forest and die. It's only fair to take her with me- Right?

Even though my entire body is paralyzed, I can still feel my mouth, neck, and toes. Although my tongue is numb, I am glad my teeth are intact.

"Bleed to death while standing, you beggar fucker," Kara turns back.

I push my toes on the ground with every ounce of my strength to push my body front. I fell on Kara's back. My mouth is near her neck. I plunge my teeth into her neck, ripping out her flesh and veins with all my strength...

You see, the area on the neck contains Carotid Artery and Jugular Vein. If either is cut the attacker will bleed to death very rapidly. The Carotid is approximately 1.5″ below the surface of the skin, and if severed, unconsciousness will result in approximately 5-15 seconds.

Kara lets out a painful scream before falling unconscious...

Bitch wanted me to bleed to death. Hahaha!

*****

Tutorial Mission Completed

Reward:

1) 4x Poison Potion

2) 4x Healing potion

*Extra Reward: Trial Power timer increased by 7 days*

*****

Huff! I opened my eyes, but everything was blurry, and my body was aching crazily. I tried to move my hand to rub my eyes. Huh? What the...? I can't move. Someone tied me up. Let's calm down. I am sure that bitch poisoned me, but it looks like someone rescued me. I am alive. But it seems my rescue tied me up tight.

I concentrate. Even without my eyes, I can still learn things that are around me. I still have my ears and nose intact. I focus on every single little sound and every wisp of scent around me.

Metal clink... Footsteps, soft shoes... Two people. The smell of herbs. Plant-based medicines. Humm. A medical center. Wind on my face, coming from the left. An open window or a door... But we are somewhere high. Although my body is tied up, I can still move my fingers and feel. I can say that I am lying on a soft bed. But it's not that long... I can feel the cold metal at the end of the bed with my toes.

I am tied up in a medical room with two people. They are fiddling with something metallic. I don't know their purpose or what they want. This pain... Fuck! Even if I get out of this binding, I am not sure if I would be able to run more than a few steps. This situation isn't favorable to me.

Yes! Metalic objects. I can use that to take a hostage... Ok. Time to move...

I move my body, "What the...? This pain!" I grumble.

"Lady Tsunade, he is awake," A woman's voice came to my ears.

Tsunade! Fifth Hokage! If I remember correctly, she is the god of medical ninjutsu. She maintains her youthful look with her Jutstu and got two jumbo-size boobs. If it's Tsunade, then the voice I heard just now is either Shizune or Sakura.

So, I am a hostage in the Hidden Leaf Village... As far as I am aware, this village attracts a shit ton of trouble and enemies from around the world. Everyone wants to destroy this village. But the girls of this village are beautiful... Well, at least that's a plus point.

"Uumm. Hello! Where am I? I think there is something wrong with my eyes. I can't see... And why am I tied up?" I inquire while trying to move my arms. Let's take it slow, get my act straight and figure out my situation.

"Huh? How is he speaking? Didn't you press his chakra points?" Another woman. From her tone, I can guess that she is Tsunade.

Huh? Footsteps. Someone is running. The sound is getting closer.

"Lady Tsunade, we got his blood reports," A man's voice came to my ears this time. My blood reports?! But for what?

"He is clean. Looks like he isn't a carrier. That's good news," Tsunade said.

Carrier! A pandemic?! But I don't remember any pandemic occurring in Naruto world.

"What about the other one? Since he is tied up, I can just..." Shizune asked.

"We don't know who he is or where he came from, and you want to do that test on him? You want to do it here? Even I haven't... Che! Are you out of your mind? Hold your horses for now. Untie him, then we will see," Tsunade said. She sounds flustered. Something smells fishy.

A warm hand touched my forehead, and my vision came back. Before my eyes, standing is a real human version of Shizune, and on my right is Tsuande. Shizune untied me.

Phew! Finally, I can move. And the pain I was feeling seemed to have disappeared. I got down from the bed and stretched my hands and legs. Ooff! My body is too stiff... Just how long was I out. I cracked my knuckles with a large yawn. I don't know what she did when she touched my forehead, but right now, I feel great... It's like I just got up after a good sleep.

It's kinda weird. You know, to see characters from cartoons and manga in front of your eyes... Just they ain't cartoony, but humans like us. And let me tell you all, even though you all know... Tsunade's boobs...

I don't care about her age, but she looks no more than 30 years old woman. Her milky white skin, blonde hair, and her beautiful face are something to behold. I can say her image in the anime or manga doesn't do her stunning beauty justice. I just want to bury my face in them and play all day long. And then again at night.

A spy like me who is taught to control his emotions, I can't help but praise her.

"Thank you for saving me," I said after taking a small bow before them. I would be dead by now if not for them.

"In tough times like this, every life is precious, but some don't cherish that life... You have already met them. You were lucky when we found you. A second late, and you would be dead by now," Tsunade said as she sat on the chair near the bed with a sigh.

"What about that girl, Kara?" I inquired. I am 99% sure she is dead, but I want to be sure.

"She is dead. You bit her neck, don't you remember?" answered Tsuande. She continued after a little pause, "Who are you? And what were you doing in that area, alone? Are you from one of those independent survivor camps?" She asked with a curious expression.

Survivor camps?! Ok. I am confused. Is this a zombie apocalypse or armageddon? Hahaha! There is no way- Right? I mean, I can't be that unlucky...

"Uumm... I am Fred Evans, and what's this about survivor camp? Earlier, you checked my blood and said something called carrier. If you don't mind me asking. What's going on here?" I asked. I have to know the entire situation before deciding my next step.

"Evans!!! Fredrick Evans?" Shizune asked as an angry expression dawned over her calm face.

"Yeah. That's my full name. How did you know?" I inquired.

Tsunade blinked before me, grabbed my throat, and slammed me on the wall, "You think we are fools. Fredrick Evans died six months ago, trying to stop this... this destruction... Tell me. Who sent you?"

...

"Who are you? Who sent you?" Tsunade yells angrily.

Tsunade's grip is too strong. She is choking me hard. I can hear my bones creaking under pressure. Damn! This inhumane strength. I will pass out at this rate. Can't let them capture me. Kuggg! Where is my wand?

There it is. My wand is on the other end of the room, along with eight small tubes of red and black potions. I don't think I can make it that far with this monster here.

"How... am... Kuuggg!... I supposed... to speak...? Kkk! You are killing me..." I utter those words painfully.

Tsunade raised her hand in the air. A shimmering green hue was glowing on her palm. She slammed her palm on my stomach, nearly knocking the air out of me, and then let me go. I fell on my butt with a thud. *Cough!* *Cough!*

Fuck! I can't feel my body. She blocked my chakra points. Looks like I have chakra like all other ninjas. This is good. I don't always have to depend on that wand and spells. First thing first... Let's clear up the misunderstanding.

"Damn! You brought me here on your own accord, and now you tried to kill me. Are you crazy? I am Fred Evans. You believing or not won't change it," I yelled angrily. I thought that magic spells would give me an edge in the ninja world, but I now feel so powerless. I feel like a chicken waiting for slaughter.

"Then tell me, where did you come from?" Tsunade asked with a cold stare.

"Hahaha! Now you are interrogating me. Do you think I will say anything to someone who just tried to kill me?" I said with a chuckle.

[Booom!] Tsunade threw a punch at the wall behind me, blowing it away from existence, "You think this is funny?"

"Yeah. Pretty much. Aren't you the Fifth Hokage? Act like one. Calm your anger. Let's sit and talk without any violence," I said.

There is no way I can fight her. I can't let them use genjutsu on me and find out about my world. The only way out is to make her remember the title she holds, and hopefully, she will calm down. Whoever that Evans was, he left a strong mark in their hearts. This fucking mission system, fuck!

"Phew! Very well. Let's talk," Tsunade said as she touched my forehead with her glowing finger, releasing the paralysis effect.

...

...

Two chairs. I am sitting on one, and Tsunade on the other. We are sitting face to face. Shizune jumped down the broken wall, probably to tell the other ninjas not to worry. Or maybe to tell others to strengthen the guard. Who knows?

"The name Fred Evans is the reason you attacked me- Correct? So, why don't we start with him? Tell me about this person with the same name as me," I inquired.

Fred Evans was a hero of the Ninja World. He protected all the villages from destruction from the shadows. According to what Evans told everyone, he came from the future to save the world from destruction, and he did exactly that. He made a team of elite Ninjas called Akatsuki and fought the enemies while maintaining a neutral ground.

Thanks to Evans' knowledge of the future, he stopped the Uchiha massacre. He saved Shisui Uchiha and revealed Danzo's inhumane acts of stealing the eyes of the dead Uchihas' after the Third Great Ninja War and the taboo of stealing the First Hokage's cells with Orochimaru's help.

Evans personally executed Danzo. He even brought Obito, Nagato, and the others back from the dark path and gave them a chance to repent by revealing the truth about the Uchiha clan's tablet and the real plan of those Zetsu abominations.

After saving the Leaf Village, Evans went to the other villages and foiled the enemy's plan of stealing the Jinchurikis. He stopped the resurrection of the ten tails, Otsutsuki Kagyua, and brought all the Villages together as allies. He did a feat that's nearly impossible to achieve.

However, with his interference with the future, new variables started to appear. So, Evans helped Naruto to gain the power of the Sage of Six Paths and helped Sasuke awaken his Rinnegan.

The Otsutsukis, who were supposed to arrive years later, started to invade. Evans helped Naruto and the others to defeat Toneri Otsutsuki, who perfected his Tenseigan. After that, he defeated another Otsutsuki with Sasuke in the other dimension.

The war Evans wanted to stop gave birth to another war with the Otsutsuki clan. But he was there to defeat them with his unusual power. The enemies didn't stand a chance against him.

When things were about to turn around for good, someone arrived from the outer dimension. A god-like being that even Evans didn't know about. He challenged Evans to a battle to the death. As long as Evans can defeat or kill him, the Otsutsuki clan will never return for another invasion. And as usual, Evans accepted his challenge.

The battle was beyond anyone's imagination. Evans was getting pushed back, but he evolved during the battle. His spiky blue hair and energy turned white. After that, no one could see or read his movements. He countered the attack that the god-like being threw at him with ease.

Eventually, Evans managed to mortally injure that god-like being and just when he was about to deliver the final blow, something unexpected happened. Evans grabbed his heart and fell to the ground. The power he displayed disappeared.

That's when the real disaster began. The god-like being unleashed some curses on this world before escaping. And Evans' condition worsened over time. He said he was suffering from something called the Saiyan heart virus and how the ones called System who brought him into this world betrayed his trust by hiding the fact about the virus.

Tsunade and his medical Ninja team tried their best to create an antidote, and they succeeded, but Evans died at the exact moment when the antidote was created.

One month after Evans' death, things started to change...

The fertility rate started to decrease rapidly. Around 89% of males became impotent.

Dead started to rise from the graves. Anyone who was injured by them turned into an undead. The undead can use Jutsus like humans. They mutated over time and gained immense strength and other unknown abilities.

...

...

"Right now, the death rate has increased way beyond the birth rate. The undeads are evolving with every passing second. Even if we hold them back through some miracle... Within 50 to 100 years, life will go extinct," Tsunade finished her explanation.

She is clenching her fist so hard that her nails have dug into her skin. I can see blood trickling from her fist on the ground.

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From what I learned after hearing Tsuande's explanations about the present situation of this world is that this world is fucked up, and I am not the first person from earth who got reincarnated in this alternate earth. Apart from that, a zombie/undead apocalypse and impotent males.

If I play my cards right, I will be able to turn this world into my personal heaven. I might just be able to live a life I never got to live in the past. Kill zombies and Otsutsukis to save humanity from extinction. Hummm... A noble mission...

But I am 100% certain the other Evans must have thought what I am thinking right now.

Moreover, what concerns me is that the Saiyan virus just happened to pop up at a crucial moment, and Evans said the System betrayed him. So this thing blinking before my eyes must be the System. It brought me to this apocalyptic world. A being with power over life and death. Well, this doesn't feel so good...

If he is from the same earth and timeline and in the same position as me, then he must have known about the virus. But something must have gone wrong.

Wait a minute!!! This world is different from the Dbz world. There are no modern medical facilities or technologies here like Capsule corp. Other than that, no one knows how to make an antidote. I don't think the Dbz series revealed how or what ingredients are required to make the antidote.

In short, even if he knew about it, he couldn't have done anything other than wait because how can one find a cure without knowing the strain of the virus? So when the virus attacked, he depended on Tsunade and the other ninjas to whip out an antidote.

Even if that was the case... This doesn't make much sense...

This is hard for me to digest that Saiyan Virus killed a Saiyan who reached the godly transformation and even touched the Ultra Instinct level.

No, no, no... No matter how I think about it, this is way too suspicious. The System must have snuffed his life for some reason because why would it bring him here if its plan was to eventually dispose of him?

It's just like my situation. My superiors took advantage of me, and I worked for them till the end. Yet they disposed of me.

For a moment- Let's think of this System as a human or an AI... Then Evans must have done something like refusing to do missions, or maybe he was growing strong too fast that posed a threat to the System. Or maybe... the System tried to control him like a slave and failed... So, the System decided to dispose of him.

Whatever it was, the thing is, I can't trust this System. I have to somehow get rid of it, or I will eventually end up like the previous Evans, and then the System will bring in another Evans in my place as a replacement.

I have to know more before my System gets any funny ideas...

The previous Evans might have left some clues to help other reincarnator like me in case of his untimely death. I refuse to believe a hero like him, who fought to his last breath, just died without a fight against the System.

Maybe, he left some clues or items in case of his untimely death... I will find that infos to dig deeper and save my ass. I have already died once... I ain't planning on dying twice.

...

"The death rate has increased far beyond the birth rate. The undeads are evolving with every passing second. Even if we hold them back by some miracle... Within 50 to 100 years, life will go extinct on earth," Tsunade said grimly. She is clenching her fist so hard that her nails have dug into her skin. I can see blood trickling from her fist on the ground.

"You are still blaming yourself for his death, aren't you?" I asked.

"He was there when we needed help, but when he needed help, we failed... I failed. If only I was a minute faster, I could have saved him," Tsunade replied.

Back in my past life, failure meant death. There was no room for errors. And a slight slip-up, and that's it. The best shortcut to get away from all troubles and desires. Death.

Although Tsunade has seen deaths and war more than anyone, and she is used to it by now, a few people left a mark of guilt on her soul. And with Evan's death, that burden became much heavier than before.

Right now... with all the zombies and deaths, she is fighting a losing battle and barely clinging to hope. She is living yet dying every day with the guilt of failing to save their savior. She is suffering from a punishment worse than death.

"I came from the same reality as Evans. The power that brought him to this world also brought me here. I was waiting for my death, but when I opened my eyes, I was just here... Then I met those bandits, and let's just say they ended up killing each other, but I killed that bitch. You know the rest. It may be hard to believe my words, but it's the truth. And after all this time, don't tell me you all didn't suspect Evans' origin," I said.

Tsunade stood up and said, "Follow me... We will know in a moment if you are telling the truth or not."

...

I followed her through the dark hallways. Sunrays are peeking inside through the cracks in the wall and roof. They closed the windows with wooden planks, preventing sunlight from entering.

It must have rained yesterday. I can see the water seeping through the mossy wall and trickling down from the dark ceiling. We walked past a familiar room. I have seen that door in the anime. It's Hokage's office.

Dang! I can't believe things are this bad. There were no guards in there. This was supposed to be one of the most important places, but everything is falling apart. If the condition of this building is like this, then what about the rest of the village? I got a bad feeling about this.

Finally, we came to a stop in front of a metal wall. Two lanterns were hanging on both sides of that metal wall.

Tsunade let out a loud scream and punched the wall hard, but surprisingly there was no vibration or sound of the impact.

[Crrrekk!!!] The metal wall split in half, like a hidden room with a hidden trap door. We walked inside that room.

Wtf?! I can see led bars glowing on the walls. It's a large room, alright. The interior was dusty and dirty. Spider webs were all over the place. There was not a single peck of sunlight. It seems like no one has cleaned this dusty hole in a long time. On the walls, small led bars were illuminating the place.

Where in the world did he find the latest led lights? Did he somehow have access to modern equipment?

In the middle of the room was a massive metal container. The ones you see on the seaports.

"Evans predicted something like this might happen. So he put his legacy in there and sealed the safe. He said that only someone from his homeland would know how to open the seal. If what you said was true, then you should be able to open the container, and everything in there will belong to you," explained Tsunade.

I walked over to the container's door.

The door was locked with an advanced electronic lock. I have seen this type of nifty annoying lock before. There is a complicated mechanism embedded inside the container. If someone tries to open it forcefully, everything inside it will be destroyed, and the container will explode.

There are only three chances to open this lock. On the third failure, it will activate the self-destruction mechanism unless one enters the correct password within 10 seconds.

Damn! Wtf was he thinking? No, how did he get his hands on it?

Anyway, let's give it a try.

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I put my palm on the security scanner.

"Broly," I answered. It's an easy question.

The door of the container opened with a loud creaking sound. Well, that was easy. It was clever of him to set up a question that the people of this world have no information about. Time to see what he left in there...

The led lights inside the container lit up. Then as I was about to enter, a bright flash of white light emerged from inside. I quickly shielded my eyes. And when I opened my eyes, I was standing inside a gigantic space.

Haaa. After all the things that happened today, I am not even surprised to see a huge ass mansion inside a container. Well, a little, maybe. But Tsunade also got teleported inside here with me, and she looked stunned.

"This... Another dimension!" Tsunade mumbled.

It looks like the mansion was under construction. The pillars were old, and chunks of concrete were missing from the wall. There was no interior paint, decorations, furniture, or anything. Wooden planks and bricks are sticking up from the floor. The led light bars were illuminating this place.

I looked up and saw the dark red sky. Humm. I think I should call it a tower rather than a mansion. The interior is round in structure and hollow in the middle. It's hard to tell how big this tower is.

"This giant tower... This place could commodate the entire village and more. We could save so many lives..." said Tsunade.

With all that zombie shit outside, if I can bring people in here and do some repairing, it will be a great place to live. People won't have to worry about getting attacked in their sleep. But the problem will be food and fresh water. Let's look around first and then decide.

There are only three rooms. Two rooms were by the stairs and one on the back. Evans should have left a guide or something.

"Maybe we could. But we have to make sure the place is safe. Let's start with this floor. Moreover, I have no idea how to leave this place. So, we also have to look for an exit," I said as I walked over to the first room near the stairs with the number 1 engraved on the door.

"You are right safety first," Tsunade replied.

There was no handle on the door or a lock. So I just pushed it lightly, and the door opened. Tsunade followed me into the room. There was a single bed, a chair, and medical equipment. The equipment didn't look that modern. If I have to guess... It's an 18th or 19th-century surgery room. Dang! This is ancient.

A voice came out of nowhere. A speaker! But I don't see one in the room. Whatever the case, at this point, I can only put my trust in this voice. Let's get this thing out of me. But this kinda feels creepy.

I lay on the bed.

I was right. The System tried to enslave him and killed him on refusal. What a shitty way to die... I glanced toward Tsunade. She is crying. Can't blame her. She has been carrying the guilt for so long, after all. And now, hearing Evans' voice made her remember the old days.

It's kinda awkward feeling. I am not good with this emotional thing.

"What do you need me to do?" Tsunade inquired.

Brain surgery!!! In this freaking old shack? Are you kidding me? I was about to get up, but...

"Aaaow!" I felt a sharp pain in my neck, "Hey, what the hell..." Anesthesia! Ah, Crap! She is about to open my head.

Darkness fell before my eyes...

...

...

"Uuumm... Yeah. That's it. Keep going..." I said. It feels so good. The morning blowjob feels so good. By the way, who is blowing me? Is it Linda?

Huh?! I opened my eyes. What the fuck am I saying? I was just knocked out, and Tsunade opened my head. But I am still alive, so the surgery went well. I don't feel any pain or dizziness.

Was surgery always this painless in the ninja world? Tsunade is a medical pro... Oh yeah, she is a pro, alright. She is deep-throating my cock right before my eyes. She knows how to suck. The inside of her mouth is so hot, and her tongue... Ooohh!!! She is flicking her tongue on my cock's tip. She is pro with her mouth too.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I yelled. Was she planning to fuck me in my sleep? Isn't that a r*pe?!

Tsunade lifted her head and took my cock out of her mouth. My cock is dripping with her saliva, "Muuahh!" She kissed my dick and said, "Was it good?"

"Yeah, you are a pro. Fuck! That's not the point. Why are you sucking my cock?" I asked.

"Because I wanted to check if you are potent or impotent. I needed your semen sample, but you were unconscious for 8 hours after the surgery, and I didn't want to waste time. So, I helped myself out," Tsunade replied and then swallowed my cock.

Fuck me!!! She just took my entire cock into her mouth. I can feel her throat muscles. Well... Since she is doing this of her own will, there is no need to refuse her generosity... Let as well enjoy it while it lasts...

I will ask about the surgery details later...

I grabbed Tsunade's head and said, "Fuck! It feels so good. Push it deeper and hold it for a moment." Tsunade pushed her mouth down. A wave of electrifying pleasure swept over my body. It's been too long since someone blew my sausage. Way too long...

"Ggggaaag!!! Ggggaaag!!!" Tsunade is making a gagging sound while holding my dick in her throat. I can feel her tongue on my balls. After a minute or so, she finally lifts her head.

"Aaahhhhaaa!!! Cough! Cough!" She starts coughing. I guess it was too much for her throat. Then she spits the excess saliva on her right palm and starts rubbing it on my cock. While her left hand is softly and carefully massaging my balls.

Although I am used to sex and all thanks to my training. But for some reason, this new body is acting differently. It's hard to explain, but if I have to say it... Well, I feel like how I felt back then... when my trainer Linda from my mercenary group gave me my first blowjob. And then the hellish training began. It's a nightmare of pleasure and pain, which I will never forget...

Wait a minute! Now that I think of it. This body is like when I was young and healthy. I quickly look at my palm. The scars are missing.

Whenever I had a premature ejaculation during the training session, Linda used to slash my palm with her dagger. It was supposed to be my punishment for failing to follow her orders. Linda never wanted to hurt me, but she had any choice since the superiors always kept an eye on us, and she had to follow the rules.

Anyway, the scars are missing... I haven't noticed it before... This means my body is indeed the body I had during my prime time. But at the same time, this body is new. What kind of confusing crap is this?

The System must have created a new body and added my memories and experience to it...

"Humfff!!! Fuck! I am about to cum..." I said with a moan. She is sucking so intently.

"Cum in my throat," mumbled Tsunade with my cock in her mouth.

"Whatever you say... Aaaa! I am cumming..." I grabbed her head, raised my hip, and let loose into her throat.

I am a virgin...

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"As I thought you aren't affected by the curse like the other males," Tsunade said after finishing her examination. She is so calm and composed. I can't believe just ten minutes ago, she was deep-throating me.

"Well, that's good. But how was the operation?" I asked.

"It was a success. I removed that thing from your brain," Tsunade pointed at a glass jar.

Inside the jar was a creepy centipede-looking thing. It has thin silver strings-like legs, making it look like clusters of hair, except it's pinkish. There is a metallic thing grafted on its head. It's gross.

To think that freaking thing was inside my head. It looks like a living organism, maybe a parasite that nurtures humans to become stronger before taking over their bodies. But that metal grafting on its head... It could also be a machine.

"Is this a parasite or a machine?" I asked Tsunade. Since she is a medical ninja, she should be able to tell the difference between a living organism and a machine.

"Truth be told, I have never seen such an organism. Its anatomy is like that of a centipede. You see that metal thing on its head," Tsunade pointed at the creature's metal head while explaining, "That's the work of a human. Someone carefully replaced its head with that. As for the tentacles, they are like tree roots. They were attached to your medulla and were slowly growing toward your spinal cord."

I see. I was right. It's a freaking human-made parasite. There is no god or anything like that. Someone must have dug up my brain like that movie robot cop and transplanted it into a new body, a human clone! But instead of an artificial program, they grafted a parasite inside the brain to act as a kill switch in case the host gets closer to the truth.

If I go with my theory, then... Does this mean earth found a way to other dimensions like those in movies?! Or is this the work of some aliens like that anime where the old man became a cyborg after he got accidentally killed?

Fuck! This is some seriously fucked up shit. It will be better for me to take a full-body check-up. Just in case they left an emergency kill switch like this parasite or something else as a backup. You can never be too careful in cases like this.

Anyway... now that this parasite is removed from my brain, the ones who grafted it into my brain must have taken notice. Either they will come for me personally... Or they will stir things up around me to kill me within a short time frame. Whatever it is, the main thing is that I am in trouble, and I need some serious power to face them. I can't rely only on that magic wand with a limited number of spells.

"Let's burn this motherfucker," I said as I took the glass jar from the table.

"I think we should study it. We might be able to discover some information," replied Tsunade.

Hell no! In this world, anything can happen. This dead shit might come back to life like those creatures from Aliens movies or that Dead Space game and start infecting people. Then we will have another calamity on our ass. Moreover, that metal thing on its head might be sending some signals to the makers to pinpoint my location. If that's the case, this little shit is nothing but trouble.

So, no thanks. Let's burn this motherfucker down.

"Maybe you are right... But if it backfires, what will you do? For all we know, it might be sending a signal to its makers. If they pinpoint our location... Can you afford to shoulder another calamity?" I asked Tsuande directly.

As a medical ninja, she might be curious to know more about the new lifeform, but nothing good comes from fiddling with alien objects. It's better to be destroyed as fast as possible and avoid future dangers.

I threw the jar on the floor. It shattered to pieces, and the centipede blob fell on the floor with a sound like someone throwing a jellyfish, and with that, a pungent smell swept over the room that nearly made me vomit.

"Fuck! What is this smell? Hurry up... Burn it..." I said while holding my nose. Freaking disgusting. It's like I am standing in a heap of rotten meat.

Tsunade quickly weaved her fingers and held her right hand near her mouth, "Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu."

A ball of fire emerged from her hand, or more like she blew a ball of fire from her mouth. The fireball burned the creature to ashes in a few seconds. I took a metal knife from the table and pocked in the tiny ash heap to check... You can never be too careful. And I was right. The metal head was still intact.

[Craackle!] I slammed the heel of my boot on it, crushing it like a bug. Only a small fissure of electricity emerged from it before it broke like a toy. I asked Tsunade to use her fireball on it once more.

Well... After hitting it six times with fireballs, it finally melted and vaporized. Talk about durability... Only if humans were this durable...

...

"Did you talk to Evans' chakra or memories or whatever you call it?" I asked Tsunade after noticing the door of the second room open.

"Yes. I should have waited for you, but his chakra was almost depleted after assisting me with your brain operation. He said you should be able to use your spells without any restrictions. And he left something in the third room to help you power up. You can pick only two for now. After that, the exit portal will open," answered Tsunade.

"Then let's go inside the third room, shall we?" I said.

We walked to the third room and pushed the door open. And once again, why am I not surprised? It's another huge ass room inside that door. It's like those pocket dimensions that I have read in a manga.

However, this room isn't empty or dirty. This place is filled with treasures. Weapons, books, frozen animals, and various objects from different animes and mangas. Man, it's a sight to behold. That Evans guy... He seems to be a true anime fanatic.

"Wow! This will turn the tides of the battle around. But the question is, will the people of this world be able to wield these things?" I said.

Let's take a look around.

"All these artifacts and weapons belong to your world, right?" asked Tsunade.

"Exactly. However, the problem is which ones to choose. There are hundreds of items in here," I replied in astonishment.

"They are from your world, so you must know their use, right? Doesn't that makes it easier?" said Tsunade.

Nope. It makes it more difficult. If I pick something I am not familiar with, it will get me killed. I have to take my body condition into consideration and pick something versatile... Something powerful and easy to use...

There are so many items...

I need to be clear-headed right now. I can't let my greed blind me. I can pick only two items. So, I must pick something that will assist me with the present situation.

Let's take a look around...

Just look at this giant black sword in this glass case. I can't even call it a sword. It's like a lump of metal. I can see a creepy black aura shimmering around it. There is also black blood-stained armor in that case. It's giving me a chill.

What's this?! There is a familiar name written on the glass...

[Dragon Slayer Sword] [Berserker Armor]

Freaking hell!!! Gut's sword and armor! Why the heck would he use something dangerous and cursed equipment like this? Let's get away from it...

Next, I came across a sky-high massive bookcase... Let's see...

[Magic Grimores] [Touch the glass to begin the choosing ceremony]

Nope, not interested. It takes a long time to unlock spells. And it depends on luck. I don't want to get stuck with a useless grimoire.

A Ben 10 watch... Now, this is interesting. I will choose this later. I am sure there are more broken op items here...

Zanpakutos, chess boards, devil fruits, weapons from Fate world, grimoire from Trinity seven, mechas, dragon eggs, some weird frozen mutated animals, the infamous arrowhead from JoJo world, a set of freaking mafia rings from Katekyo Hitman world...

After walking around for nearly an hour, I finally stopped before a stone door.

[Magi World] [Djinn]

Now, we are talking...

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