Change practice.

It's been a week since I got my rewards and today is Saturday, full personal training day.

This week I have been reviewing what I should train with what I have, I decided to leave jutsus for now and focus on body refinement.

When I arrive at the training place I open the breath scroll at the same time that I activate my perception ring.

This week in my free time I have been testing with the perception ring to understand the scroll and I have been able to understand how it works, but when I have tried it I have realized that I cannot execute it, my mind understands but my body does not follow it even I tried with the resistance ring I can't execute the breath so I'm trying it again to see if I can find something I missed.

"Nothing again this technique is too difficult, I understand but I can't do it maybe I'm missing something"

Thinking about this I try to remember and something comes to mind that I just remembered from Naruto.

"Hey if I remember correctly in this world there is the affinity of yin and yang because I didn't think about it, so what I lack is an affinity with this technique which is useless for me, I have been practicing a technique that doesn't work for me"

I sigh my bad luck as a transmigrated, my memories are incomplete, and my talent is limited, if it weren't for this system I would be worse off.

"Then I just have to keep this technique, to see if in the future I have a little luck and can practice it"

I keep it with regret in the inventory, having this is like having a delicious cake but not being able to eat it is torture if you ask me what this reminds me of a story of a person who had gold in front of him only separated by a step but unable to touch it much less carry it.

After regretting a little more I am ready to train that I have been wasting a lot of time.

When I'm about to get rid of my chakra I stop my hand.

'I've been training my body and I can't improve it anymore and my perception is the same'

There has come a time when I can't improve anymore, it's because of my age, my body is too young and has reached the limit, for now then it would be useless to continue training.

I'm neglecting my ninjutsu and this could get me into trouble later on since ninjutsu at my level is more useful.

This can't go on, I must have something to defend myself with at least, so I've decided to train to start with the ninjutsu I've been neglecting from him.

Luckily I have scrolls that save me from buying them.

Then I start to remember what Master Iruka taught me.

I start by acknowledging my chakra and then trying to move it to have control over it...

In the afternoon.

At the end of the day, I feel that my chakra control has improved a bit.

I go home, take a shower and start eating my food which is again a sad ramen

I wonder how Naraku doesn't get tired of eating this.

In the middle of the meal, I remind myself that I forgot about the rope-style skill.

'Rope style, I'm curious I want to try this technique I don't think it will cause problems'

From the name, I don't see that it does destruction so I decide to try it to see how it is.

Being a skill I don't need to do hand seals and just focus on directing my chakra to my hand that is gripping the table.

And then threads begin to grow from the table, which is then intertwined with each other, forming a rope half a meter long.

As I expected any rope, but what was surprising was that with the little chakra it had, it could be extended like this.

I raise my hand to touch it, and I can feel that it is quite flexible.

I suppose it could be useful for some things because although it seems useless now I think it would be useful for some things.

'It's amazing that with so little I do a lot this could be useful if I mix it with haki'

In my head, I am imagining how to use it, but for now, I will leave it in my head for the near future.

Well, I think today I have nothing else to do so I'll go to sleep because tomorrow will be busy.

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I'm walking down a stone path, I don't know why I'm walking or where I'm going but I just know I have to go somewhere I don't know where it is but I have to find it.

The surroundings look like buildings but they are blurry, but it doesn't seem strange to me.

I seem to hear a voice coming from behind me that tells me something, but it is very distorted, I don't pay attention to it, it seems as if I didn't hear it.

I keep walking.

The path turns to dirt and the surroundings change to a wooded setting, but I pay no attention to it and continue walking.

Background noise sounds like something sad, but I don't seem to hear it.

I keep walking through the environment in the distance I can see something that seems to be a lake.

As I get closer the ambient depressed sound seems to get louder.

And the strange voice coming from behind me seems to be more audible, but I can't focus on any of it, my gaze is focused on the lake in front of me, something seems to call me.

The call is strong.

He reached the edge of the lake, and finally, I stop, right on the edge.

The moment I stop the depressing sound stops dead, making the scene silent, even the whisper behind me seems to evaporate as if it hadn't existed in the first place.

It looks like a painting, in which a young man stares at the lake in a silent environment where everything seems normal but at the same time feels strange.

The lake is crystal clear, I can see my reflection in it.

After a time of apparently an instant but it seems that many years and even decades have passed, the water begins to ripple.

I don't know at what point, but when I realized that there was a silhouette in the water, I can't see what it looks like very well.

But I felt my heart tighten when I saw it.

Then before thinking more, I see how the silhouette approaches the surface, and I don't have time to react.

And what I see appearing before I is a woman standing on top of the water.

The woman is very strange, she has snow white skin, it seems that she has no blood, with ash white hair and white eyes.

With a calm gaze like water, she seems to be looking at me but not at the same time.

After a time that seems long but also short.

I see the other part of her raise her left hand, and something I notice is that she doesn't seem to have her right arm or part of the garment from that place.

It's like her right arm was cut off along with her clothes.

But it only seems strange to me because I focus on her outstretched hand that seems to indicate she to touch it.

Despite my uneasiness, I reach out my hand to put it on top of hers.

I feel a call inside me telling me to take her hand.

I extend my hand and begin to walk.

I get a little closer because it's a bit far, but just as I'm about to step into the water I feel a shiver run down my spine.

I feel like something is looking at me like an ancient creature, no, it's something else.

I feel that if I walk more something bad is going to happen to me, I don't know why but I decide to look at the one who is looking at me, may be a stupid decision but I still turn my eyes.

With horror in my heart I turn my head and see a man with the upper half of his body naked, a scar on his abs in the shape of a cross, I can't see his face it's like trapped in darkness but I can see his eyes are red.

Although his gaze is calm, he tightens my chest making it difficult to breathe, his gaze meets mine, and time seems to go slow.

I see that he moves his lips to say something but I don't understand everything the only thing I heard was:

'Wake up

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This is the most lettered chapter I've ever written.