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Naruto: Ero World

Afterlife wasn't something that he had thought about, or maybe he had, the downside of being thrust into a new world with your memories wiped and having no recollections of any dreams was disorienting. ...but then again he chose this path, now in a sexualized version of the original Anime. How much chaos would he cause in his attempts to survive, when his desire to fuck the greatest of tits always becomes a hindrance! Warning! The story contains and centers around Smut as an alternate progression path, there is plenty of plot to go around, but if you want to avoid the smut entirely, it might be a little difficult!!

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The System! Part-1

'Skills.'

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[Skills]

[-]

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'Alright, so I knew my journey would not be so easy but please tell me this is a joke, I don't know how long 'Akio' had been in the academy but considering he is 18 I would give at least 3-4 years. If my stats were trained to an academy student average then why don't I have any skills...' I cursed.

The situation was puzzling and not something I had anticipated. At the very least I was expecting several skills related to old Akio's knowledge from the academy days should have remained but it seems like the system, or whatever governed this world deemed me not having any memories of actual combat or drills and decided to not give me any skills.

'This is bullshit...' I thought as I stared at the post, that this would create a problem, a problem that I couldn't solve or take lightly considering I'm now in a world where sleeper agents of spies were a thing, and suddenly forgetting stuff that I should know would ring all sort of wrong bells.

'Status... no nothing good here, Perks... okay that's interesting.' I was thinking about trying out more capabilities of the system to solve this problem when another window appeared in front of me, this one had a little more info, nothing that would immediately solve the problem but something that would help nonetheless.

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[Perks]

[Uchiha Clan Member: A perk granted to all the members of the Uchiha Clan who have a direct blood relation to the clan. Gain a chance to unlock Special Perk {Sharingan}. Chakra Point Multiplier=50.]

[Unsurpassable Physique: Your Physique was meant to break the peak of a shinobi's limits. Your body can handle an almost unimaginable amount of stress and grow faster than anyone else. Your body is more resistant to small injuries. +100% EXP to PHY stat. Double stat points in PHY and AGI at the beginning.]

[Unawakened Sharingan lv 0 {0/100}: Even without the infamous Dojutus, the Uchiha Clan had plenty of powerful members. +10% to VIS. +10% to COR. +10% to CHA.]

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'Huh, even without the Sharingan not being active I get some bonuses it seems, not bad at all.' 

Even in the grand scheme of things if I didn't know what the stats meant exactly, the fact that I get any sort of bonus was a welcome one. And the percentage increase in stats would tell me how much impact the Sharingan would have on my fighting potential.

'Percentage stats boosts, while they don't seem to stack on too well right now, just 10% would mean 5 stat points once my stats are in the 50 range. And I'm pretty sure an actual awakened Sharingan would have higher-level boosts.' 

While I marveled at the screen for a bit, I closed it and then moved on to trying other words that are normally associated with a gamer system.

Inventory. That thought summoned a 5x5 grid in front of it, though completely empty except for a key that I had an idea where it might go, still with no scrolls or any other skill books to facilitate an instant power-up. 

Map. That summoned a blue box that had a rough circular map of Konoha, an icon that is normally used for home was marked on one corner of the village so at the very least I wouldn't have to search for that or ask around raising suspicion.

And that was it, I got a status screen, a perk screen, an Inventory, and a map. All in all a good haul but nothing that would make me instantly learn a taijutsu skill or shuriken and kunai throwing technique.

"Hey, you alright?" I heard someone shout and looked back to see the two boys that were sparring were looking toward me. 

"Yeah no it's okay, I was just lost in thought." I nodded at them, staring at the practice log blankly wouldn't do my Rep any justice so I nodded at them once again before I started walking toward the exit.

'Map' I thought and followed the streets that took me toward the home icon. The trip wasn't long and while at any other point, I would have marveled at how full and lived in the seemingly fictional village looked, right now my survival kind of loomed over the fact that I needed to go home.

'If the academy operates remotely close to how schools function, and considering neither I nor anyone else had a bag with them. The only place where old 'Akio' could have stored any remedial reading material would be his home.' This had to work as I didn't know what other options I had. 

I quickly arrived at the seedier parts of town, seeing that the setting of the body I took over was an orphan, at least this made sense. The building was a little rundown, the steps creaked under as I arrived at the second floor. There were 3 rooms there and according to the map, mine was the first one to the stairs. 

'Inventory'

I stared at the door for a moment as I thought about pulling the key in grid number 1 into my hands. I felt something metallic and cold appear in my hand and after staring at the slightly rusty ket, I opened the lock and opened the door.

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'This place needs some sunlight,' was my first thought as I could feel the dingy air in the hallway. Still nothing out of my expectations, and surprisingly the room had more than one room, even though everything was cramped together. The novelty of the sliding door once again surprised me, considering I hadn't focused on the door of the academy and the main door to my house was a revolving one.

*Creak*

The plywood creaked under my footsteps as I stepped into the hallway, I slid the first door open and peered inside to find a small table that was a little too low to be practical and a couple of cushions laid around it.

'Note To Self: Never invite anyone home or go to someone's house. I don't think I want to sit down in that weird posture...'

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