Chapter 4
At age three, he managed to clumsily form his first chakra. The sensation was familiar yet wildly more potent than in his previous life. The ambient natural energy of this era was thicker, purer. While playing near the riverbank, he saw a sparrow fall, struck by a stray shurikan practice shot. It was still warm.
Hesitantly, Itama reached out. The **Copy** ability stirred. It wasn't a visual process, but a conceptual one. He *understood* the sparrow's form, its biological blueprint, from the hollow bones to the precise muscle fibers for flight. The knowledge imprinted itself into a vacant space within his mind, a library with one entry: *Common Sparrow (Deceased)*. He could, he realized, manifest it perfectly, a living replica with all its functions, for a cost of chakra proportional to its complexity.