Pain, I feel...pain. The pain is everywhere. It comes and is gone in an instant. "Guess I'm a statistic." The police officer lowered his gun, and lifted his radio to begin his journey through excuses. I was already dead so I could only sit as darkness consumed my last thought "Be a driver. Your not special, you won't die at a traffic stop." Guess they were wrong.
After a few minutes I was greeted with a small office,I sat at a small desk surrounded by filing cabinet. The door behind me opened quickly to reveal a man in a messy buisness suit. He quickly walked in muttering worriedly "fuck fuck fuck." He sat down quickly across from me before pushing out a hand. "I'm Darryl,but my friends call me Duck. You're Branden T Ingram,17 years old,highschool senior?" I chuckled awkwardly before reciprocating the hand shake "How do you know all that?" Duck hit a button next to him,and sighed "I'm a soul recycler. I am here to send you to your next life."
New life what the hell was he talking about, that was my life. What the hell happened to heaven. Duck burst out laughing before slapping his knee "You missed heaven by a mile. You are lucky your not going to hell. Now lemme see." The caucasian looked over a sheet he had in his hands for a moment before smiling "You should be familiar with this. Your going to Boruto 12-02." I stared at him for a moment waiting for the walls to fall showing off hell, showing this was all a prank, but it never came we just sat there. "You've got one request for your new life." I smiled before throwing my hands down with excitement "I want to be Sarada Uchiha's brother." The man sighed fixing a bit of his messy hair. "How original, welp that's time. See ya later, and please do make this life a good one."
I was once again swallowed by darkness until the office was gone. As I sat waiting to be reincarnated I was suprised to see a small telltale style message appear in front of me. Twenty percent of people decided to become sarada's brother,thirty percent of people chose to be an uzumaki,and forty percent of people chose to have massive chakra banks. I sighed realizing I could lose my melanin, and hugged myself not wanting to lose all the height I had. After what felt like hours I began to hear screaming, and other people shouting. My body began to feel moist,and I couldn't see anything. It was like a nightmare, I was surrounded on all sides with moist fleshy walls that flexed,and relaxed constantly. After a few minutes I was greeted with a bright light that blinded me, and the sound of a voice I could recognize from a mile away. "He looks strong just like an Uchiha." My eyes adjusted to be greeted by Sasuke's face.
(Author's note: 'This is the main character thinking.')
'Holy shit he wasn't kidding me.' I smiled at him giggling slightly before screaming internally when I saw my mom. She had long black hair that was messy,and fell down to her shoulders. I was about to start reaching for her "So when am I getting paided?" I couldn't beleive my eyes, but wasn't really mad. Sasuke sighed before pulling out a large bag,and placing it next to her on the bedside table. He looked at me with a smile, and poked two fingers into my forehead "You will be Orga Uchiha."