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Naruto : Shadow of Death

A guy gets transmigrated to Naruto anime world also known as shinobi world well watch how a normal totally average guy will do there . he is part of Nara clan , Disclaimer : I don't own Naruto or it's characters (except the original character I create). PS : It's my first fanfic, I'm hoping it turns out good. All reviews and constructive criticisms are welcome. Grammar and English should be fine, but I'm not sure how good the dialogues and scenarios will be. Hopefully I'll improve as this fanfic progresses forward.

The_6th_Magician · アニメ·コミックス
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6 Chs

Chapter 2: Home and Family

As Kenzaki pondered his situation, he realized that he was a member of the Nara Clan and had been going to attend the Shinobi Academy this year. The knowledge of his clan's heritage and the fact that he was the same age as Itachi, a well-known figure in the world of Naruto, added to the complexity of his situation.

One thing that stood out was Kenzaki's remarkable recognition and recall abilities. He noticed that he could think clearly and quickly, which he attributed to the Nara Clan's genetic traits. While he knew that members of the Nara Clan were typically smart, he couldn't help but wonder if his unique situation, with two sets of memories and experiences merging into one, was amplifying his cognitive abilities.

Kenzaki's thoughts then turned to his family. His father was a Jonin from the Nara Clan, a position of great prestige and strength in the village. Jonin were considered the backbone of a ninja village, serving as elite ninja and the military force responsible for its protection. The boy had no idea whether his father was strong or weak as a Jonin, but he understood the importance of such a role in the village.

His mother, on the other hand, had been a Genin, a lower-ranking ninja, and had stopped taking missions after their marriage. Kenzaki was still trying to piece together the puzzle of his family and how he fit into the dynamics of the Nara Clan. The knowledge he had acquired from his previous life was invaluable in understanding the intricate hierarchy and traditions of this world, and he was determined to make the most of it.

With a sense of purpose and a growing familiarity with his new identity, Kenzaki decided it was time to reunite with his family and get to know them in this world. The Nara Clan, with its unique shadow manipulation techniques and rich history, held a special place in his heart, and he was eager to explore his role in it.

as it was already morning he stood up and made way towards the bathroom he had woken up earlier then usual at 6 am but he was still contemplating his future actions so ,As Kenzaki stood in front of the mirror, he examined his reflection closely. His black hair framed his face, and his deep black eyes stared back at him. The features felt both familiar and unfamiliar, as if he was looking at the face of a stranger who held the memories of two different lives. The Nara Clan traits were evident in his appearance, a testament to his lineage, and yet, there was an underlying complexity to his identity that he couldn't quite grasp.

He took a moment to study himself, contemplating the fusion of his two souls into one body. It was a surreal experience, realizing that he was a blend of two distinct individuals, each with their own memories, thoughts, and emotions. The knowledge from his previous life coexisted with the memories of this world, creating a tapestry of experiences that shaped his understanding of who he was.

With a deep breath, Kenzaki pushed aside the existential thoughts and focused on the practicalities of the moment. He went about his morning routine, the actions feeling both natural and foreign. Despite the strangeness of his situation, he couldn't deny the sense of purpose that drove him forward.

After getting ready, Kenzaki made his way to the kitchen. The aroma of breakfast filled the air, and he found his mother, a woman with the same black hair and sharp eyes, busy preparing a meal. His father, a strong and silent presence, sat at the table, engrossed in a scroll. The atmosphere in the house was peaceful, a stark contrast to the whirlwind of thoughts in Kenzaki's mind.

"Good morning, Ken ," his mother greeted him with a warm smile, her eyes reflecting both love and concern.

"Good morning, Mom," Kenzaki replied, his voice steady despite the storm of emotions within him.

As he sat down to eat, he couldn't help but marvel at the normalcy of the moment. Despite his extraordinary circumstances, life continued as usual for his family. It was a comforting realization, a reminder that amidst the chaos of his new reality, there were constants he could rely on.

Throughout the meal, Kenzaki engaged in casual conversation with his parents, absorbing the nuances of their interactions and the dynamics of their relationships. He listened intently, trying to understand the roles they played in the clan and the village, eager to learn more about the world he now belonged to.

As he was talking with his parents his father suddenly asked him

"Ken tomorrow is the day you are starting the academy and as you are starting the path to become an exemplary shinobi I as your father do have to tell you have to be prepared as I will finally aslo teach you our clans prized shadow jutsu but before that you have to start meditating and.... "

Before he could finish his mother joind saying

" I do remember your father in the academy always on the last bench sleeping like a exemplary shinobi pftt..

Haa haaaa.. "

" Hey you don't have to tell him that you know.. "

As they both started playful bickering kenzaki couldn't help but thought they are reliable parents and ninjas right or his future would need to be taken a little more seriously as he couldn't rely on any one especially the lazy but smart dum dums.

Kenzaki couldn't help but smile at the playful banter between his parents. Their lighthearted teasing brought a sense of warmth to his heart, reminding him of the love and camaraderie that existed within his family. However, amidst the laughter, he understood the weight of his father's words.

The prospect of starting the academy and learning the Nara Clan's prized shadow jutsu filled Kenzaki with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He knew that becoming a skilled shinobi required dedication, discipline, and hard work. His parents, despite their playful demeanor, were living proof of the strength and resilience of the Nara Clan.

As he listened to his parents, Kenzaki made a silent promise to himself. He would approach his training with utmost sincerity, embracing the teachings of his father and the legacy of his clan. He understood the responsibility that came with being a member of the Nara Clan, and he was determined to make his parents proud.