Chapter 1: The System
A green figure flashed through the lush rustling bushes.
— Is this really normal? Does this definitely happen to everyone? Are you sure my mind isn't failing me? Wait, and what is exactly-exactly, and what is not exactly? Damn, why didn't I die at all, but got into some random and unfamiliar body?!
In a rustic room with a wooden floor and shelves against the wall, on which real kunai and shurikens were laid out, a young boy of about twelve with shining jet-black hair that was gathered in a ponytail sat on a futon in the seiza pose. Moreover, his thick dark eyebrows were also surprising in his appearance, as well as too rounded eyes with prominent eyelashes at the bottom, which now trembled and gave a kind of comical appearance. He himself was dressed in a white kimono shirt, coupled with dusty trousers, which gave out in their owner a lover of traditional outfits.
— I clearly remember how a heavy cabinet fell on me...
The guy mumbled to himself while the last memories from his past life flashed through his head.
Since childhood, he was amazed by martial artists from movies and cartoons. Bruce Lee, Jackie Chan, Jet Li, Bolo Yen and many more actors and courageous figures who inspired him to start training and comprehend the military. And even though he wasn't particularly talented at it, he worked tirelessly until evil fate descended on him...
On a certain day off, a young karate student practiced blows in his room through the air. Unfortunately, a stray attack touched a nearby antique cabinet, which was always a pity to throw away. After that, the decrepit furniture instantly staggered and fell on him, forcing the stunned guy to lose consciousness and wake up already in someone else's body.
From which we should draw a unanimous conclusion: no exercise at home!
— Pens, my pens... So thin, calloused and small! And what a high-pitched voice!
With a tremor in his throat, the karate guy wailed, peering into his palms, which were illuminated by the sunny morning rays coming from the open window in the room. His muscles ached with pain, as if he had been beaten with sticks a little earlier and thrown to lie under a bulldozer. However, he quickly got used to it, since in the past he often pushed himself to the limit in training, feeling his bones creak.
"Okay! Pull yourself together!" — slapping himself sharply on the cheeks, the adult in the boy's body rose to his staggering feet and closed his eyes with a sigh.
It is important for a martial artist to remain calm in any of the possible situations.
"To begin with, it would be worth finding out how I look, and then find out where I am. We need a full-fledged intelligence, because premature conclusions should not be made. What if I am in the enemy's rear at all, and I myself was captured? Although, the lying kunai and shurikens say something else... There's something not clean here... However, all the same, I don't want to immediately put on myself the stigma of a hitman somehow..."
He could not complete his thought because of a sudden full-scale collapse in his mind. It was as if someone had dropped an information bomb on him. There's no other way, after all...
The adult spirit literally trembled when alien memories began to appear in my head!
A defective weirdo in his class for everyone else—that's exactly the kind of person Rock Lee was. A boy who is not given to become a full-fledged Shinobi in a world where children are taught to be cold-blooded killers from early childhood in special academies. Crazy workouts, as well as constant depressive melancholy on the topic that Lee is simply not able to use Ninjutsu and Genjutsu. In addition, frequent humiliations on the part of other children on the basis of his personal weakness. No one gave Lee a choice. He stupidly didn't have it.
In the end, Rock Lee couldn't stand it.
Sincerely wanting to prove to the whole world that through Taijutsu you can achieve a lot in the field of Shinobi, the boy overextended himself, completely wasting the vitality in his body...
— Lee! You're a real man! It would be a complete blasphemy if I didn't give a damn about your dream! I will become a Taijutsu master instead of you, Lee! I will achieve what you have been wishing for all your life! It's a promise!
Clenching his fist at his heart, the popadanets was not ashamed of a sympathetic sigh and possible shed tears. And why? He had never dared to think that a character from the anime "Naruto" had gone through so many psychological problems before showing everyone a smile in the style of the Green Beast Konoha. Lee's memories touched him very much.
As a child, watching the adventures of a clockwork blonde, you do not notice the life background of minor characters at all. Their torments, defeats and difficulties on the way of Shinobi. For the viewer, this is nothing. So the karate guy didn't really break his head over this. However, things are different now...
He ended up after his death in the body of Rock Lee!
He himself is Rock Lee now!
Lee's fate is his fate and no one else's!
[Jin~!]
Next, a loud ringing sounded in the ears of the newly minted Lee. From this, the guy shuddered and began to look around briskly, getting into a fighting stance and feeling a tingling in his temples. But the Shinobi Academy student could not find anything until a robotic and cold voice rang in his mind.:
[The Hell Exercise System is loading. Wait for the interface to connect: 1%... 5%... 15%... 30%... 60%... 80%... 95%... 100%...]
"What?" Lee asked himself in shock.
[Name: Rock Lee]
[Shinobi Rank: Academy student]
[Health: 100%]
[Endurance: 90%]
[Chakra: 100%]
[Taijutsu Rank: C]
[Ninjutsu Rank: —]
[Genjutsu Rank: —]
[Inventory: empty]
[List of hellish exercises: 1]
After just one second, a holographic icon with various information data appeared in front of the guy's eyes. Both the percentages and the letter rank according to abilities were revealed. Well, the "list of hellish exercises: 1" basically hinted at what the system and its main functionality were named after.
"God... I'm a hitman, I have a system, besides, I also have the body of a loser who can't use Ninjutsu and Genjutsu... What kind of boilerplate nonsense is this?!" Lee wondered in his thoughts, feeling a herd of goosebumps on his back.
However, who is he to refuse a pocket and his own cheat? Still, it is worth recalling that although the original Rock and a cool Shinobi, but even the powerful Gates did not help in the battle with Gaara, which was the jinchuriki of the one-tailed.
Although, to be honest, the guy thinks that the author of the Japanese manga "Naruto" then just leaked it in order to show the enormity of the Shinobi from the Village of Sand.
— Okay... To begin with, it would be necessary to look at what kind of hellish exercises these are... It seems to me that the whole system is tied to them...
Rock Lee whispered, then uttered the command aloud, and then, not noticing the subsequent results, repeated the same thing, but already mentally. And to his joy, the system responded:
[List of hellish exercises: 1]
[Do 10 push-ups]
[Reward: Bronze box]
"Pfft, that sounds too easy!" Lee snorted, still completely unaware of what kind of sadist was the creator of such a merciless system...
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This fan fiction is translated from Russian into English. So there may be errors in the text.