Karma Yujino was a child born with physical abilities beyond any child his age, he was a star in the basketball world. However, that came at a price, his life was much shorter compared to others. Finding himself in his death bed at only the age of eleven, he reminisces on all the good times he had experienced during his life. Having been not only physically stronger, but mentally matured as well, it was a good life. Though, when he thought it was all over, he had been gifted the chance to be reborn into a new life. And you better be sure he’ll make the best of it! He’s about to take the basketball world by storm... again!
Before this start, just a quick note saying a few small minor details will be changed from the canon and also that this story is a crossover world between both Kuroko no Basket and Ro-Kyu-Bu and maybe other sports as well.
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"Speech/Japanese Speech"
'Thoughts'
[True English]
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'That felt so weird...'
The voice... well, thoughts of a male could be heard thinking to himself as he was seen being cradled by a woman with long smooth black hair. The woman resting down in a hospital bed as she was holding on lovingly onto a baby wrapped in a blanket.
The baby that was currently being cradled was Karma Yujino, well formerly, he was now known as Karma Hajime. You must be wondering why a baby could be thinking so well. The thing is, Karma was someone who had actually been reborn.
Karma had died in his previous life due to his exceedingly low life expectancy, all because he was born with strength that completely separated him from normal kids. At the age of ten, he probably had the strength of a trained athlete.
It was because of this gift and also curse that he had been so talented in basketball back in his old world. With his immense strength, he had climbed to the top of the world of basketball despite being eleven, competing against the best of the best.
While he enjoyed his life, he knew it would all come to an end as he knew he hadn't much time left in him. That's how he got himself into his current situation, he had been granted a chance to live once more into this new world.
The possibility of this happening thanks to what he found out to be a deity which gave him this chance, the chance to be reborn into the world of Kuroko no Basket. He loved the show, mainly because it was basketball. His all time favourite sport.
At the present time, he had just recently experienced what it felt to be born into the world, and it was very unpleasant if he was honest. Aside from that, opening his eyes hurt a bit as the introduction of light into his eyes stung, though he quickly got used to it but his vision was a bit blurry.
His vision was clear enough for him to make out his new parents though. His mother was a beauty and had a pair of gold eyes with her long black hair. His father had the same raven black hair, but had a pair of sapphire blue eyes instead.
If what he had heard was accurate, his parents names were Mikan and Kojuro respectively. It would take him time to get used to having new parents, but he'll cope somehow. This was his new life and he was going to have to adjust.
Karma blinked his eyes a few times before looking at his hand as he tested his grip and clenched his fists a few times. It seemed that his muscles despite being a newborn were already far more developed compared to normal babies.
'I must have kept that strength of mine...'
Karma had thought to himself as he could somewhat easily utilise his muscles in this small body. He at least knew that he won't need to be concerned of his life expectancy, he was promised to have the normal life duration of a human.
"Isn't he just adorable?"
"Indeed. He certainly took on your looks!"
"He does have the sparkle of your eyes as well." Mikan, Karma's new mother, stated as she looked at Karma's beautiful shining golden eyes that stared back at her. True to her words, Kojuro had shining sapphire eyes.
'This is uncomfortable...'
Karma couldn't help but think as he was being babied like this. He was kind of used to it back home as his old parents were pretty similar, they always were protective of him and were wary of whoever associated themselves with him.
"He'll grow up to be a fine man one day." Kojuro grinned as he held his hand towards Karma. Karma decided to play along as he grabbed onto his new father's index finger. Shaking it up and down playfully.
This was going to be a long few first years...
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Eight years had passed since Karma had been reborn into this new world, not too much had honestly happened aside from the fact that he had grown up. Karma now had neat straight raven black hair along with his golden eyes. His body was also coming along nicely as he already had a few visible muscles and a lean build.
It seemed that it was indeed true that his strength that he possessed in his old world had come over as his body was probably a bit stronger than that of someone who was aged sixteen or so. When he had reached the age of four, he managed to get his hands on a basketball.
How you may ask?
Using the skills of a baby's curiosity.
It was while his parents had brought him into the stores that he managed to spot a basketball and ended up reaching his hands towards it. Thankfully, they understood what he was referring to and had thankfully ended up buying it for him.
When he got the ball, all he could really do was bounce it around like a child. His body wasn't grown enough for him to properly dribble the ball, so he had to make do with what he could accomplish at the time.
It did work out in the end though as of right now, he had managed to grow enough that he was able to accomplish a few skills he had back in his old life. Nothing insane, but still very impressive for someone his age.
Aside from the topic of basketball, Karma had also proven to be very intelligent. He was far ahead in his studies compared to other students, which made sense since he had the mind of an eleven year-old. Even that, he was far ahead in his studies back in his old world to the point of university standard.
During his new life, he had learnt that both of his parents actually owned a gym institute that had a swimming pool and also sports facilities. His parents were apparently a lot more loaded than he had first thought. Though, he really didn't care, he just used the facilities when he could.
His life pretty much rotated around the topic of basketball. He watched videos to learn different techniques of this world as well as learning how to counter them if he ever came across them. He really wanted to start playing actual tournament games, though he knew that was pretty much impossible right now, especially with his size.
He could jump decently high, but not nearly as high as he could back in his old world. When he was eleven and was playing actual games, he was the only eleven year-old kid capable of performing a dunk with ease. At least to his knowledge.
However, his strength wasn't his only thing in basketball that made him different. It was something else that gave him a massive advantage. That thing was his reflex speed. It may not sound like much, but it saved him more times than he can remember.
It was true you can train to improve it. However, despite how much you can improve it, there is always a limit. It doesn't matter at all if you train incredibly hard, it won't improve any further if your natural talent prevents it.
Karma was born with the talent to react faster than other human beings. No matter what someone does, they can't increase their reaction time any faster no matter what they do if they don't have the talent.
You have to be born with the talent.
Which he was.
If someone takes the ball from him or gets in his way, he can react fast enough to avoid them or to get the ball back.
Anyway, Karma was now seen in his room dribbling a basketball, though it was difficult to do so due to the size of the ball. He did have a smaller one that is made for kids, but he had already practiced a lot of dribbling with it, so he wanted to see if he could get accustomed to a regular basketball.
It was a daunting task.
As he was practicing, he suddenly heard a loud voice calling out to him from downstairs. He recognised the voice easily to be his mother. "Karma! Come down here quickly, your friend is here to pick you up!"
"Coming!"