Dc : In Gotham as a Shinobi
A double transmigrator.
From my original, mundane world, I was thrown into the bloody, unforgiving universe of Shinobi. I lived a full life there, surviving wars, mastering jutsu, and walking the path of a ninja until my very last breath.
I thought death was the end. I was wrong.
I opened my eyes for the third time, not in the Pure Land, but in the bruised, battered body of a stranger. My hands were bound, the smell of cheap gasoline and blood filled my nose, and I was rattling around in the dark trunk of a speeding car.
I had been transmigrated again. This time, straight into the heart of Gotham City.
To the thugs driving this car, I'm just another victim in a city that eats people alive. To the "heroes" in capes and masks, I'm an unknown variable.
They don't realize that a true Shinobi doesn't need a bat-suit to blend into the shadows, and doesn't have a "no-kill" rule when dealing with scum.
Welcome to Gotham. The rules of the game have just changed.
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