Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, just my Oc's and my story.


I never really was a religious person. So obviously I also didn't believe in a life after death.

While I did expect something to happen, it was not living in heaven besides a god nor being reborn. Now that I am in such a predicament, I would have preferred to live either in heaven or in hell. Even living as a ghost, having to see your loved ones live without you, is better than what I am currently experiencing.

So, in other words, I, if you had not already guessed, was reborn. Now you may think "What's so bad about being reborn?" The place, or more specifically the world.

I lived my past life in Germany learning multiple other languages such as English and French. If I had been reincarnated in a country remotely close to Germany, France or the likes, I wouldn't have a problem. Even if it was another world, as long as I could have lived a normal life I would have been happy.

But of course life doesn't always give you what you want and so I had to live my second life in a world all so familiar to me. A world about which I knew pretty much everything there is to know about. The world of the popular Anime and Manga Series Naruto.

Now, don't get me wrong. I absolutely adored the Manga and liked the Anime, but having to live in that fucked up world, where murder and death lie just around the corner, is not what I wanted.

If it had to be an Anime, why couldn't it have just been something like your typical romance High school one where I could have enjoyed a nice and quiet life. It needed to be one where violence and death are everywhere.

But if you were to take into account the timeline and the fact that I was born into a clan you can probably understand why I am in such a mood.

Looking back now, I guess I could have had it worse. Even though I had to be constantly aware of all the dangers that could be after one simply because they were afraid of the blood flowing through my veins.

A clan like the Uchiha or Hyuuga ones would have been hell considering how uptight everyone is. In mine, I at least have the freedom to be myself and don't get reprimanded for it.

Even the first years of my second life were quite nice if you don't count the shinobi and calligraphy training. So, already an idea which clan I belong to? Yep, I was reborn as a member of the infamous Uzumaki clan, renowned for their fuinjutsu and huge chakra stores.

Well, as I already said I could be much worse of. Looking back now, I feel way more fulfilled looking back onto my second life than looking back onto my first one. But that may also just be because my first one was so short.

Oh! I didn't realize I forgot to introduce myself. In my first life, I was Ella Maier, born in Germany and died in the same country at the age of 18 by being run over by a car as I tried to save a little boy. Even now, I still hope he's okay.

In my second life, I was Uzumaki Takara, a kunoichi from a young age who will achieve great things. To this day I still can't quite believe how I managed to survive and create a life as wonderful as this one in such a world.

But enough of me talking and enjoy as I tell you about the story of my life as Uzumaki Takara.


Hey, I guess. This is my very first fanfiction. While I had the idea for a while in my head I never got around to actually writing it. Especially since I wasn't really confident in my writing and English skills. English is not my first language so please excuse if I make any mistakes considering spelling and grammar. I'd appreciate it if you were to give me some tips and the likes on how I could improve myself in writing this story.

I'd also like to add that I don't know how frequently I will update this story since I am still a student and am going to graduate next year.

And for those who tried to give it a read before, I am sorry but I am new to this page and still am trying to figure out how all this stuff works.

Thank you for reading!

KikonAkira