3 Bloody Mist can't be that bad right?
The first thing I noticed when I woke up was that I was sleeping next to my mother. How do I know she is my mother, because her name says so:
Ayane Tachibana
Jounin of Kirigakure no Sato
Lv. 55
Rank: Tier II
Mother of the Gamer
A moment later, I saw the words suddenly materialise in bright green.
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WELCOME! Welcome to the new and exciting revised edition of the Choose Your Own Adventure Series of the Isekai Package.
As a Beta Gamer, you are one of the Proud Trailblazers of the vast realities and the voids within. Cherish this journey, as you are bound to become one of the strongest beings to ever grace this reality, and possibly even beyond.
(If you don't die out of your own stupidity, arrogance, recklessness, misfortune, chaotic gameplay, complacency or laidback character. CONDITIONS APPLY!!!!)
SO we wish you all the very best and great fortune ahead. No seriously, take +10 to LUCK Stat for choosing a novelty
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Even if the fine prints in brackets were a bit disconcerting, I am sure I would enjoy myself here very much.
After the 'warm' welcome, I wanted to do more and look around, but seemingly, I was tired from the ordeal of being born.
When my underdeveloped sense of hearing noticed the birds chirping, and the bleary eyes noted the bright light, I noticed I was in a crib, next to a bed, where my mom was rocking the cradle gently while humming a cheerful tone.
I cheekily smiled at her, and raised both my arms to ask for a hug.
I must have a high charm stat, because I swear I saw Twinkle in my eyes, as my mother lifted me up gently from my soft bed, and nuzzled me in her gentle embrace.
"Oh my baby, did momma wake you?"
The face I made, made my mom giggle in a bell-like melody.
That was a face of shock, because, one, I never learnt Japanese before, and was utterly prepared for the first three years to be spent getting well versed in the language.
Two, because, I not only understood what she said, but I understood what was written behind on the wall. That was a troublesome idea, because a new born baby does not have sharp eyes which can read from a piece of paper far away, about 15 metres away. And not only was my vision NOT blurry as it should be, but I had a rich definition in my vision. I didn't wear glasses before, but I never enjoyed the vividly detailed vision I had right now. And also, IT should have been written in Hiragana, Katakana or Kanji, whatever the script is called, as here, it is called merely Written Language, and understanding that meant, I could read, write and comprehend the language which means speaking will also be included in whatever Language Upgrade I got.
And Three, what was written on the document placed besides my mom on the bed, was an Accepted Maternal Leave Document signed by the Mizukage for my mother from the Seven Ninja Swordmen of the Mist Corps.
I now understood, that fate will be a bitch.
As my Mother's gentle sway and soft bosom faded into the background, I let my mind churn out deductions from this trivial piece of information.
Chiefly among them, being that the Kirigakure no Sato or the Bloody Mist was a true image of what a ninja village should look like.
If the Madara-Hashirama Era was an equivalent of the Sengoku Period of my Earth's history, then the scheming cunts like Tobirama and Danzo should not be the few runts of the litter, but the part of the litter themselves.
There should have been devastation rampant on these lands, if even Genins can learn to kill and slaughter.
That is why, Cannon Konoha was like a Starter's Village for a Harem Eroge, Kumo was like a Wrestlemania and RAW season combined into a single region. Sand was like the Bipolar Introvert Anime and Iwa was the All Bark and no Bite Tsundere. If a Kage was capable of dismantling molecular bonds and acted like a nerfed Power of Destruction from DxD world, AND he could fly, then he should have been second to Madara and his bullshit Plot Armour, consequences be damned.
But here we are, in Bloody Mist, before the Bloodline Purge actually began.
How do I know that?
Very Easy. From the Anime, there was never a Kunoichi Swordsmen, from the Third Shinobi War to thereafter until the Fourth Shinobi World War.
This means, we are either in an AU, which I am completely sure we are not, at least not in this sense, as Boruto from canon will never occur here. OR we are in a time, which spans before the Third Shinobi War ended.
And that means, the Three-tailed Beast Isobu was never transferred from a dead Rin to Yagura the Mizukage under the thumb of Madara Uchiha who initiated the Bloodline Purge.
But that means, Madara is still controlling the strings from the shadows, and being careful is not merely an afterthought, but a Prime Directive. CONSTANT VIGILANCE BITCHES!!!
My mother cooing at me brought me back to reality, where my mother had a predatory glint in her eyes.
I realised that my Chant came out as a baby-babble, and my fist in the air combined with my babbles was a CRITICAL HIT! to my mother.
"Oh my darling Arashi! If you keep being this cute, mom will have to keep you hidden from other hussies. Can I keep you back inside me and hide you from the world? KYAAA I wish there was a jutsu for that."
CALM DOWN WOMAN! YOUR SON AIMS TO BANG AS MANY CHICKS AS AVAILABLE. ON SECOND THOUGHT, I want to grab those married bombshells too. Kushina, Mikoto, were Top class MILFS.
Somehow, my thoughts permeated through my babysuit into my mother's chest, as I felt her shiver at my thought.
My mother turned dead serious and glared at me. "Why do I feel perverted thoughts from my son? He cannot be a born pervert right? No, maybe if he shows that tendency I can neuter him and keep him to myself. That way his desires can be curbed. But then, if he is neutered, he cannot give me grandchildren. Wahhhh! What to do? What to do? Uhm....I know I can get him to give lots of grandchildren, then I will kill all those hussies who want to rob my baby away."
By the Gods, I am born to a Son-con Yandere Mom! ROB Cheque please! I need to find a new start.
*Wahhhhh*
I cried loudly to protest against the tyranny and despotism of my psychopathic mother. My mother had a gleam on her face when she heard me cry, and I can swear to Kami-sama, I saw the woman smirk before she revealed her Weapons of Mind Destruction to feed me. She giggled when she saw my open jaw.
"If you promise to always be mine, I can feed you as much as you want sweetheart. You are mine, only mine."
The only thing I could do to protect my masculinity and mental sanity was to latch onto her nipple and suck greedily till I had my fill.
My mother rubbed my back gently cooing at my face, when I burped without spilling a drop.
As I felt sleepy again, I noticed a notification.
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Due to circumstances of your birth and your perceived wisdom gain the following perks:
Kissed by Lady Luck (Passive)
[Increases luck to enable more random encounter circumstances for high risk high reward situation.]
Doting Mother (Passive)
[Increases confrontation, awkward situations and terrible misunderstandings due to Overprotective, Cringe-worthy and Recklessly doting Strong mother who stands guard to your Mind Body and Spirit. Please Note: Your Mind Body and Spirit belongs to your mother, not even gamer system can interfere.]
Child of Good Breeding (Active)
[By being born to strong parents, your talents and potentials are bolstered beyond the normal.
Greatly Increased Water Style Affinity
Increased Lightning Style Affinity
Greatly Increased Wind Style Affinity
Greatly Increased Sword Talent
Greatly Increased Kenjutsu Affinity
Greatly Increased Spatial Cognition
Greatly Increased Dexterity
Increased Chakra Reserves
Greatly Increased Chakra Control
Increased Chakra Sense]
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Oh my God! The last one was too great a start.
But the other ones are TROUBLESOME!!!!
I shrugged mentally at the notifcations and decided to change the Visual Interface to optimise my grinding.
Postponing my thoughts and worries till the next time I wake up, I slipped into a peaceful sleep clutching onto my mother's finger.
