Naruto: The Great Virtue

In the midst of pure white, I find myself in a room that seems transcendental. I observe meticulously the surroundings, yet nothing but the immaculate white responds to me. Thoughts take shape once again: "Dead? Did I really die? I'm absolutely sure of it..."

The lack of answers frustrates me, but eventually, I begin to traverse the space, carefully pondering my situation. After wandering for an indeterminate time, I find myself sitting in a butterfly position, not out of exhaustion, for strangely enough, fatigue doesn't seem to exist here. In this realm, blessed by some divinity, basic human needs don't manifest; it's as if I'm nourished by an endless energy.

As I remain seated, a torrent of thoughts rushes through my mind. Slowly, I come to accept the notion that I'm dead, reliving my final moments in memory, and eventually, I start to appreciate what could be considered a "Paradise".

My gaze once again scans the white-infused surroundings, yet the absence of anything else leaves me emotionally frustrated. I audibly vent my dissatisfaction, laden with discontent: "If this is paradise, dying is a true hell. Moreover, this place is too silent... Where are the other people? I'm sure I'm not the only one who has died!"

Suddenly, a voice resonates from beyond, causing a slight start: "Well, they're in another place".

Surprise and relief intermingle in my response: "Wow... So, I haven't been alone all this time? Why didn't you speak to me earlier?" The idea of someone watching me for so long without interacting catches me off guard.

The voice returns, with a soothing explanation: "You didn't speak to me either. I was just going with the flow. After all, we both have eternity to talk and make decisions."

"I understand. So, what should we talk about?" My speech takes a more serious and reflective tone, as I'm starting to believe that the voice belongs to God and that I'm indeed dead.

"I appreciate people who think this way. Let's get straight to the point: you've been chosen by me due to certain circumstances to be reborn," the voice clarifies.

My curiosity intensifies: "Interesting. How will this work exactly? Do I have to become a priest or prophet in the next life?" The idea of starting anew and reshaping my existence has always appealed to me, but if there are limitations and restrictions, perhaps the proposal loses its allure. I long to live a full life where I can explore without restraints and pressures.

"Don't worry about that. I don't need prophets or anything of the sort. I don't have to prove my existence to anyone; I simply exist. All of that has been done in the past. I prefer to give people the choice to believe or not," God reassures with a serene and calm tone.

The theme of my past credulity stands out. God seems to have given me a second chance because of it. He continues, explaining the mechanics: "Since you believed in my existence in your previous life, I've given you this opportunity. In short, we will draw the location for your reincarnation and then the ability you will inherit."

Satisfaction and agreement overwhelm me: "This sounds incredible. I accept it this way. But I still have some doubts. When you mentioned drawing the reincarnation location, what were you referring to? I had the impression that it wouldn't be limited to Earth."

"You're right. This drawing is not restricted only to your old world; it spans an entire multiverse," clarifies God.

The idea of a "multiverse" leaves me perplexed, and my sincerity shines through my voice: "Multiverse? I don't understand any of this. This conversation is beyond my comprehension." My previous life was simple and routine, involving work and family care. Social networks and the currents of modernity had no place in it. The complexities of the multiverse were a strange concept to me.

God explains the reason for the choice: "That's precisely why I chose you. If I offered this opportunity to people who understand the complexities, they wouldn't naturally live the way they want. They would plan their actions based on the limited understanding of the world they lived in." While God's words make sense, I still can't fully internalize the idea. I decide to accept the circumstances as they are and embrace the opportunity before me.

Before I can even confirm my acceptance, a lottery ticket appears in front of me, accompanied by a modest one-cent coin. God's voice resonates again: "I'm glad you accepted. Take your ticket and your coin, and let's test your luck."

As I touch the scratch-off ticket and the coin with my hands, I confront the content of the ticket. Generic text outlines the instructions, indicating which part should be scratched. Without hesitation, I begin the process.

"N"

"A"

"R"

"U"

"T"

"O"

As I scratch off the ticket completely, I finally come face to face with the location where I will reincarnate. Examining the word in front of me, my announcement comes out laden with confusion: "Naruto?" I feel completely baffled, as I've never heard this term before.

God clarifies the situation: "You weren't that lucky... However, it's still an interesting place to be born. The only real issue will be the need to fight to survive."

My incredulity is evident in my response: "Are you serious? I'll have to fight? Isn't there another option? Give me another ticket. You know I've never been involved in fights. Why would you send me to a place like this?" I recall my past life, in which I was never involved in conflicts, and the idea of reincarnating in a place where survival depends on combat skills fills me with despair.

God's voice is filled with regret: "Kid, unfortunately, there's nothing I can do about it. However, as compensation, I will give you a gift to assist you."

Immediately after, a new scratch-off ticket appears before me.

With a mix of resignation and frustration, I hold the new ticket angrily. Determined to face my luck head-on, I vigorously scratch it and, without hesitation, reveal the result of the drawing aloud: "The Great Virtue." Expressing my discontent, I throw the ticket on the ground disdainfully.

Thoughts of discouragement echo in my mind: 'What's the point of all this? After all, I have no knowledge of any of this.' Irritated, I realize that none of the drawn items are something I understand. God's voice interrupts my thoughts, trying to soothe my frustration: "Calm down, young one. This time, you had exceptionally good luck."

Rebelliously, I bitterly contest: "Exceptional luck? All I see are empty words, and none of this can help me." I feel restless, unable to see the potential of the granted ability.

God chuckles mockingly and points to the power of the ability: "Ha Ha Ha, you have no idea of the potential of this ability. Know that with it, you can become a legitimate God."

Intrigued, I ask with curiosity: "A God? Like you?"

God responds with a hint of mockery in their voice: "Of course not. You would never reach my level. However, you can become a full-fledged God."

My incredulity is clear in my reply: "Who decided that?"

With an air of pride, God responds firmly: "Your ignorance sealed this fate."

Under the weight of their overwhelming presence and authority, I close my eyes, lost in thought. After deep contemplation, I open my eyes with courage, facing their influence head-on. I raise my gaze to confront them with determination: "I accept the challenge."

Without granting me a reply, God quickly intervenes, whisking me away from the white room in the blink of an eye, leaving no room for any response.

And from this moment on, my fate is sealed, and I finally reincarnate into an unknown universe with an unknown ability.