In the world of Naruto, there exists the concept of reincarnation…
Techniques, skills, strategy, intelligence.
A world where the saying "brute force" does not apply;
where the weak can defeat the strong through intelligence and sound planning.
To be reborn as an infant in the world of Naruto,
to meet my favorite characters, to grow, form bonds, and train…
That was my vision.
But I thought long and hard.
I was not born in the Hidden Leaf Village,
nor in any of the Five Great Villages.
I was born an orphan.
My parents died because of a war between shinobi.
I remember only the very first moments:
the house collapsing after my birth,
my parents buried alive due to skirmishes between ninja.
My father died, my mother died, and even the grandmother who was helping my mother during childbirth.
I did not die in the collapse.
My mother pulled me into her chest
and used her body as a shield to protect me from the rocks
and falling wooden debris.
This was the beginning of a tragic manga.
I thought that if I waited a little, help would come…
But nothing came.
Hunger.
Thirst.
Pain from the crushing pressure.
I cannot move.
My tiny hands, as an infant's, are completely helpless.
I do not know how much time has passed.
My stomach growls with hunger.
My body is covered in sticky blood flowing from my mother's wound.
My mind has begun to shut down.
I will die…
I will die…
I will die…
I do not want to die.
I do not want to die.
I do not want to die.
I cannot speak; I am an infant.
Any powerful being, any unknown entity…
I will pay any price.
Just give me the power to take revenge.
Anything… anyone.
Denial, then justification, then acceptance,
then anger… and hatred.
I hate.
I hate the ninja.
I hate this world.
And I hate its absurdity.
Emotions…
Hatred, loathing, despair, sorrow.
All of them turn into energy.
Hunger, pain, negative emotions…
Everything fades away.
And my vision turns black.
.............
Land of Fire – Konohagakure
Konohagakure…
A fertile land that has produced countless talents.
It survived three world wars with minimal losses
and gave birth to many exceptional shinobi…
In one of its upscale residential districts,
stands a large mansion built in the traditional Japanese style.
What is strange is the complete absence of people,
and even stranger, not a single speck of dust can be found,
as if time itself has stopped.
On one of the chairs sits a girl
with a small, charming face,
soft features, and clear, flawless skin.
Beautiful pink lips,
and large eyes of a captivating crimson-gold color.
Her hair is glossy black, long and smooth,
flowing down to her lower back.
She wears an elegant kimono suited to the Edo period,
a blend of traditional patterns
and fantastical touches with vivid colors and beautiful embroidery.
She sits within a traditional Japanese garden.
She speaks in a calm, gentle voice:
"The first step:
Gathering the rampant chakra during the Nine-Tails' rampage."