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naruto: blood seed

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In the world of Naruto: reincarnation, techniques, skills, strategy, and intelligence. Witness a world where brute force overcomes intelligence and strategy. Embark on the tragic manga journey of an orphan in the shadows. Surviving depression, hunger, and thirst – a story of hope and despair. From despair to power: turning hatred into revenge. Land of Fire, Konoha Village: where talents flourish and uniqueness blooms. In the empty palace, the secret of the girl with golden crimson eyes is revealed.
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Chapter 1 - The Cry of Birth

Land of Fire… the hidden village of Konoha among the leaves.

The sunrise signaled the arrival of a new day.

The residents of Konoha woke up to another day of work.

At the edge of the village stood an abandoned mansion, inhabited by only one person.

In the mansion's garden, a girl sat with a small, attractive face, delicate features, and clear, flawless skin. She had soft pink lips and long, silky black hair that fell to the middle of her back. She wore a beautiful crimson kimono.

She sipped her tea with her eyes closed, lost in thought, her face radiating complete calm.

Golden sunlight fell upon her beautiful face, creating a breathtaking scene that captured anyone's attention.

But this scene was suddenly broken by a loud scream, followed by something falling into the garden pond.

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, revealing stunning crimson-golden eyes.

Her pink lips moved as she ground her teeth.

> "O…zu…ma…ki… Na…ro…to…"

You might be wondering: how did this happen?

Let's go back to the beginning.

Q: How would you act if you found yourself in another world?

A: Earn money.

— Step One: Exploration.

Explore the place of birth.

— Step Two: Money.

Secure money, as survival is impossible without it.

— Step Three: Shelter.

Not just any shelter, but a safe area, far from any danger.

Step One was completed immediately after birth, and Step Three was built upon it.

The house was destroyed right after my birth. The building collapsed, crushing those inside under the rubble. Fortunately—or unfortunately—I did not die beneath the debris; the woman carrying me—my mother in this life—used her body as a shield to protect me.

I didn't die from the rubble… but I almost died of hunger.

A newborn's limbs are weak; I could not move. I tried to cry to get attention, but crying did no good.

My throat burned, my eyes ached, and I gradually lost sensation in my body. I could no longer feel my limbs. Since birth, all I had seen was white, and now that transparent whiteness faded, replaced by a dark black.

The smell of death surrounded me.

I am dying… dying… dying… dying… dying…

My mind slowly began to break.

Why is this happening to me?!

I don't want to die!

Die immediately after birth?!

Ridiculous!

I lost my mind completely in that moment. I don't remember what happened next; all I remember is the hate, the anger, and the disgust at the world, and at the reason for my situation.

Then, as if a switch inside me flipped, all the anger and hate disappeared, transforming into warm energy that nourished me. The injuries and pain vanished as if they had never happened.

I felt like I was sinking into a warm spring. Sleep overtook me from exhaustion, and I fell asleep… with a smile on my lips.

......

I don't know how long I slept.

When I woke up, I was in a completely different place. A white ceiling filled my sight, and the room looked like a nursery in a hospital. I was not alone; other children were in the same room.

I thought everything that had happened before was just a dream.

I tried to move… I could stand and move my arms.

I was still a child.

Everything was gone: my life, my work, even the house and car I had bought recently. Three years of effort vanished in an instant.

I could not control myself. The self-discipline of an adult disappeared completely.

Death… birth… and on the brink of death.

I could not endure any longer.

> "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

And I cried.

( ❛ ᴗ ❛ )