Shinobi in a world of magic

*CRASH* *BOOM!* *SCREAMS*

The screams carried on, it waned, it quietened, then silence....

Our protaganist Yohan woke up to a white room, just white, like a blank piece of paper. A figure stood before him, dressed in glowing white robes, looking upon him with an eye of judgement, yet remorse.

"Yohan Kerr, you have died due to a mistake on my part, you were 13 years of age and a life to look forward to. To compensate the life that you would have look forward to, you shall be reincarnated into a world of magic. In addition, you have been given 3 wishes, though I have to add, they do have their limits, so please be reasonable with your wishes." He spoke with authority.

"Are you God?" Yohan asked

"Yes, you may think of me as such." God answered.

'3 wishes though.. sounds like a genie.' Thought Yohan, but he didn't dwell much upon it, he just felt insensitive to how cliched the plot was. He didn't mind wishes, who would turn them down?

"Okay, God, here are my wishes:

first wish - I will have all the affinities, elemental or otherwise.

second wish - I will have all the dojutsu of naruto franchise from earth and for them to be at the level of kekkai mora.

final wish - I would like my magic capacity to grow rapidly and be very large, tailed beast I mean." Yohan stated

"Looks like, you really enjoyed that cartoon. Also, I'm not a genie, so the only monkey paw I will play would be to your benefit." God said.

'Wait he can read my mind?' Yohan thought.

"Yohan, you are a disembodied soul and I am God, your thoughts aren't hidden before my presence." God spoke. "Your first wish, it is easily done, I can even leave you with all the 'kekkai genkai' and 'kekkei tota' like particle style derived from them as well. Second, done, you may use all of its abilities and the eye patterns will change accordingly, since they are kekkai mora, they will be much more powerful and without any backlash. Lastly your final wish, there will be no difference between chakra and mana, however you also have access to nature energy, where you can have senjutsu chakra. You may also unlock your own personal chakra mode along with any other sage or chakra mode from the naruto franchise, also your chakra reserves could probably reach 2 ten-tails chakra levels when you are an adult ." God had basically made him a cheat. "Any complaints?" He looked at a dazed Yohan.

"None, whatsoever!" Yohan woke up, 'with that much of a cheat, I would esentially live freely!'

"Well, I wish you all the best, may you find happiness this time!" God said. There was a flash of light and Yohan was gone. "I hope he finds happiness, his life before was atrocious. Parents were too busy at work, often leaving a starving boy by himself alone in a house, buillied by his peers, so he walked the world alone, wondering if it gets better or if he's going to feel empty forever." God spoke.

-In a world of magic, at a hospital-

A father paces back and forth outside a ward with an impatient toddler girl, as painful cries sounded from it. The wails died out, leaving a baby's cry resounding. The doors opened as the father rushed to the side of his beloved wife, mothering a newborn crier. The atmosphere became calm and the gazes soft at a familial scene.

"Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Uchiha, it's a boy, it was a smooth delivery." The doctor informed. A toddler bumped his leg, as she made her way to the bedside, swiftly carried by the father. They enjoyed, the baby's soft touch as it struggles to lift his hand.

"Dad, Mom. What are you going to name him?" The girl spoke. The parents gave each other meaningful looks, only given after months of deliberation.

"Amber, meet your little brother, Yohan Uchiha. He will be looking up to you, so be a caring older sibling for him, sweetie." The mother spoke.

"Leave it to me!" The girl puffed her chest and pats it with her tiny fist. Everyone else giggled.

"Yes we will count on you." The father spoke. "His snow white hair and red eyes are quite something, I'm sure he will be a ladykiller like me when he's older."

"Oh please my dear Vincent, the most you can get out of a stranger is a look of discomfort." The mother quipped.

"That, didn't stop me from getting to your heart, my dear Vivian." The father spoke.

"Your sincere persistence is what done me in." The mother spoke back amorously. They leaned in and kissed, leaving a disgusted toddler in their midst. The baby slept soundlessly, within that heartwarming aura.