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Naruto: The Wandering Blacksmith

Ryu lives with his father, Haru, in a small village in the land of water where he helps his father with their blacksmithing business. However, the father and son pair are not as they seem. When Shinobi appear on their doorsteps looking to kill them, Ryu is forced to venture into the harsh world of Shinobi with only the Transformation Jutsu that his father taught him for blacksmithing. Watch Ryu as he hones his skill and becomes a legend the likes of which have never been seen in the multiverse. (By the way, the tag says OP for a reason, Ryu will end up so broken. Like OAA level. And there won't be any cheats, Ryu will discover the multiverse and explore it all with his own power. If you're wondering how such heresy is possible, especially in a Naruto fic, go read the fanfic. Honestly, I made it my personal mission to torment all the power scalers that will read this.) I don't own the image, I can barely write my name in an understandable way much less draw something like that, so if the original artist (TorinoGT from what I found on Wallpaper Abyss) wants it taken down message me. I also don't own Naruto, but I think that's obvious. I mean, if I did own it, I sure as hell wouldn't write fanfictions about it... I'd also be rich :-( One last thing, as of writing this, I'm on what's called in my country "Year of Service" where we go volunteer for a year around the country before going to the military. The workdays are 13~ hours and I live with like 7 other people in a tiny apartment so that's fun. Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that my upload schedule will be awful and one chapter a week will be lucky, so be warned.

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day 150 - 5 months in

So... Still here. You know, I really wonder how the fuck all this power got distributed. Like it still hasn't sunk in that I'm responsible for lives here. I was just some 20 yo dude up until a while ago, writing a fanfic about some op mc. Now I'm affecting lives in a damn war. Who decided I'm fit for this!? I don't want the responsibility, it freaks me the hell out!

Each project I finish has very real effects. And they aren't minor either, I honestly would've preferred it if they were. Never was I so jealous of the soldiers doing menial stuff like odd jobs.

All the capable men who could do this, and somehow it's me? Honestly, the anxiety might just cripple me of I think about it too deeply. Plus now that my emotions started to quell, I started really thinking about all this war, which is confusing me to no end.

Well, that's all from me, what's up with you guys?