It felt weird being reborn.
Three years—that's how long I've been alive in this new life. At first, I thought I was on Earth, just reborn in some olden time.
But that illusion shattered the moment I stepped outside the orphanage and saw four faces carved into the mountain.
I recognized them.
How could I not? I've seen this series.
The Four Hokages.
I was reborn in the world of Naruto.
How troublesome.
So many hidden players. So many unknowns.
I'm not a genius.
I'm not a hard worker.
I'm not a smart man.
But I am a wise child. And as a wise child, I knew that I knew nothing.
Well, back to the dirt path I go… after having my reality shattered, so to speak.
Still, there are perks to this new life. At the very least—I'm strong. Stronger than anyone in my age group. Whenever I went outside and the sunlight touched my skin, I felt myself grow and change.
"Oh, the possibilities," I said with a smile as I walked.
Though maybe I should recap what's happened since I got reincarnated.
First, I have no idea how I died. Every time I try to think about it, my mind just goes blank.
Second, I was reincarnated into this world as an orphan.
Lady Luck really said, "You don't need parents."
Still, there's a silver lining.
The gentle rays of sunlight hit my body, energizing me. My muscles grew stronger. My mind felt sharper. I could hear people from really far away. My vision slowly improved—everything looked more vibrant.
It was easy to guess what I was.
A Kryptonian.
Heh. It feels amazing. But there are downsides.
I can't manipulate chakra—the mystical energy everyone here uses to boost themselves or throw around elemental spells.
"Maybe sometime in the future," I muttered, changing my direction from left to wherever the road took me.
Reborn in Naruto… or should I say the shinobi world. But when was I reborn? Before Tsunade? That much I can assume but is Naruto still in the academy?
Has the Mizuki stuff happened yet? Or is the Wave Arc already happening?
Questions, questions…
I stopped walking and realized I had somehow reached the park. With no clue how I ended up here since I was so deep in thought, I shrugged and decided roll with it.
I headed toward an empty bench I spotted. Once I got there, I climbed up and finally sat down.
…Yeah, I was short for my age or maybe the benches here are just huge?
Anyway—enough distractions. I need to focus.
Figure out what I want to do with this life.
In this world, power is everything and eventually, I'll be beyond powerful. So I'm not worried about that.
What worries me is survival.
I could become a shinobi, but I don't have the drive for that kind of life. Sure, even without ninja magic, I could learn taijutsu—but… do I really want to?
Do I want to be like Lee and Guy—focused entirely on hand-to-hand fighting? Do I even want to get involved in the plot? Wouldn't it be smarter to just stay in the background, hide, and build my power quietly?
So many thoughts swirled in my head. It felt like a bunch of perspectives were all talking at once, forming a single stream of thought.
Lots of options.
But one idea kept rising to the top: Stay hidden.
...Yeah. This isn't the anime world. It's not the manga either this is real life now.
Who knows if my knowledge is even useful here? This could easily be some kind of alternate universe. An AU.
My lips curled into a faint smile without me realizing.
Who knows, maybe Danzō already knows about me his Root ninja probably keep tabs on every orphanage, scouting kids for his little shadow army.
I've likely stayed under the radar cause so far I haven't done anything noteworthy.
Maybe I should just join the civilian academy, become a merchant or something. Blend in as a normal civilian.
Also… I can't manipulate chakra. That probably disqualifies me from Root recruitment.
Probably.
I shouldn't stand out too much, either.
Too smart? Too strong? That would raise suspicion. If a civilian shows off, people start asking questions.
And ninjas? They're paranoid and deadly. They'll likely kidnap and torture kids if they think it'll get them information.
I… don't want to be tortured. Nope. I'd very much like to avoid that.
'Hmm… oh, what was her name again? Oh yeah—Ino Yamanaka. Her clan's supposed to be able to read minds and stuff.'
'Better stay away from any blonde-haired people… just to be safe.'
Well, I should probably head back to the orphanage. I've got time—I can think this all through later.
Yeah… I just need to go back.
It's not like I'm running away from responsibility or anything.
Right?
A/N: I have no idea what I am doing here...Dunno if I even put the stroy in the correct spot.....
Anyways this story is cross posted from Wattpad, I would randomly write stuff and post it on different websites.
So here is one of them it's short but it's one many hopefully.
Unless I get lazy and this becomes a dead thread
