Chapter 1 : A life lived, or not

You know what they say; death hurts, that it is painful, that it is one of the worst things one can ever experience. But to tell you the truth no, it doesn't. In fact, you don't feel much of anything at all. One moment a crazy driver hits you while you're walking home from school, the next you just find yourself floating in a void of nothing for a while. Where I am, what am i? I don't know. All I can be sure of is that…ITS SO FUCKING BORING HERE, FOR THE LOVE OF IT ALL, LET SOME THING HAPPEN!

It's been like this for a sometime, nothing but this indescribable colorless void. The very fact that I'm able to experience this is amazing. I may have gone crazy, but I do not think that I have a mind to snap .Nothing but my consciousness. I think I can speak, I think I can move, but I have no will to do so, I don't want to even given where I am right now. But maybe if I had something to move for, then I could do so easily, but for now I can't. Another thing is that I don't know how long I've been here; it could be days, minutes, and maybe years. I don't know what to do with this time, so I started thinking about my life before death.

I was born in a small town, into a rather well off family. My elder brother was around 17 years old at the time of my death and claimed to be an otaku. I was alone with him a lot so I know a lot of small facts on anime and manga. He was a good brother, he taught me to walk and talk since mother and father had to work full time, and I enjoyed spending time with him. As for me, I was a nothing, and a very good one at that, I never spoke unless spoken to, and that was very uncommon, to the point where the only thing I ever said was along the lines of 'what do you want'.

When I was in middle school my parents became the head CEO's of the company they worked for. They let go of and hired new help and the company may a ton of profit from this move. On the other hand, this also made a lot of people angry; "kill someone" angry. As I said ,on my way home from school, one of the elder workers rammed me with his car, shouted about a payback and revenge, then I died.

Now here I am, in this void, alone and very bored. I wonder if I call out if someone will come for me, I may as well try to call someone to me, but if I do and nobody comes, what then? Do I keep calling out to this void, I might as well, I have as much reason not to do things as I do to do them.

"Fuck it, IS ANYONE HERE? HELLO!"I shouted out to the void. As I finish as if it was waiting for me all this time a far off dim light forms in the distance. I get up, not knowing that I was laying down, and I moved towards it as fast as I could, the light getting brighter and brighter as I approached it. A voice calls out in a tongue I remembered but could not understand. When I got to the end of the light, I heard a voice calling me closer along with some music. I turn to see the face of a man who looks like his body is made out of light and mist. He smiled and looked me over. He took out a microphone from his chest, turned to a crowd that came from nowhere, and they all shouted

"Wheel of reincarnation!"

The man turns to me and says, "You, lucky young contestant, have been chosen for the infinite list of the dead to be reborn in a random world! Just spin this wheel and and have your fate be decided by the luck given to you by the gods that have sent you here! But wait there's more! As today's 1000000 contestant, you will always come back here when you die to play again, forever and ever! Now spin. The wheel!"

A large part of we wanted to say no, that this was a horrible thing to do, but I could not speak. I'd lost control of my body ,my hand went to the wheel and griped it tightly and as if I had no choice from the start ,I spun the wheel. It was a massive one at that, I could not see the top or bottom of and around it span, I saw that names of many places and things I knew and so many more that I have never even knew existed ,as it slowed down, the crowd leaned in on anticipation to see my fate. It came to a slow stop on a panel with Naruto-2701 written on it. What this meant, I don't know, but they seemed to love this. The host thing turned to me again and said:

"Good luck in the Naruto World number 2701, the infinite fates have given you your new home, we hope to see you again with your next death!" the host says with a deep evil grin on his face,he then pushed me into a hole, as I tried to get up I saw a light again. This time as I got closer, I felt myself start to shrink and get tired. I just got out when a overwhelming sensation washed over me, mostly sadness and pain. I tried to hold it in but I could not, I started to cry. I could feel something warm wrap around me, something hold me and a voice I could not make out. It was like listening to someone while you're underwater while covering you ears. I was then handed to another one. This one held me very softly and said something. I don't know what just happened but I really tired.

A FEW WEEKS LATER

In these few slow weeks, I figured a few things out after I could understand what they were saying. First was the very easy one to guess, I was a baby again. Second, I seem to be animated. Third, my name was Ryusuke Namikaze, just call me Ryu. Fourth whatever this 'Wheel of reincarnation' thing is, really happened. And the last thing I learnt was my point in the time line, It seems to be a few years after the nine tails attack but it seemed that the fourth survived and had twin children from what I could pick up from the nurses discussions. I'm still in the hospital, it seems that 'mother' was pulled away by something before she could take me home, I wonder how long in going to be here for. My sense of time is all but trash since I have to stay asleep for most of the days, but I don't think things will be to bad for now.

A week later

It was late one day when I was about 9 weeks of age that I felt someone pick me up in my sleep and take me somewhere. I tried to get a good look at him but the first bit of sunlight ever to touch my eyes left my vision blurred out. All I could make out was a white beard, a robe and anger, a lot of anger. We arrived at a large house and he opens the door, well he almost broke it open but still. Inside four other figures are at a table. I let them talk while my eyes adjust to the light. They are really mad about something.

"Take care of him, he is your son!" One voice calls out

"We didn't forget, we just had to focus on these two now. "Another stated in an attempt to defend himself." Just leave him here, we will look after him"

"That's right, you two have a little brother now, you will have to be strong to protect him in the future." Another voice said, this one female. I can guess that these two are my dear old mother and farther, Minato and Kushina, and by what they say im guessing my twin older siblings are here too. I wish that things will do well, but with my luck I don't think that it will.

7 Years later

For the sake of those who feel like this is getting repetitive and don't like being told what a baby is doing, I will skip a bit ahead; I was the one neglected by these two as all the popular stories go. Not that I really mind, they will never be my family, I had a family that I left behind, a loving brother who taught me all I needed to know, and parents who worked themselves to the bone to keep us fed and in the life we love. All I learned from my new siblings was their names; Naruto and Mito. They were little bundles of energy and would always try to play with me after their ninja training, but never could since they always got called out by their own friends, I almost never was with them, My new parents on the other had only helped to the point where I could walk, and I was self-taught on that end .Over the years they forgot all about me .Even though I live with them to this day. I'm still not sure about a few things, like my birthday what I look like, both things they should of heled me with.

In my unfathomably large amount of free time I have adopted the hobby of just wandering around the village from place to place. I also still have not spoken a word to anyone yet, even though I can understand the language perfectly, I think that if I ever wanted to I could speak…I hope so at the very least.

There are a few people who know who I am from my family ties, but most people just know me as a kid who wanders round the village wordlessly watching the world around him. Now I don't just only go on walks that would be a death sentence given where I am, this is a world where ever other person could be a W.M.D, neglecting gaining my own power would be the death of me, I knew I need to at least have enough power to get away from a Jonin, I don't have to win any fights, just have enough power to be able to get away from them, an easy goal for the long run, since most who find themselves here would want to help these people and change the 'cannon' for the better, but nope not me, I could not care less for anyone other than me at this moment. With my blood I could get into the vault at home with ease, my training lost most of its time to unlocking my chakra, and after that it was easy to pick out some jutsu that I could use to help me escape from things and learn them over these years I have.

As per the tradition as I was wandering around I found that I was being followed by a strange kid, I don't know who this is but they have been watching me for quite some time. First thing I can tell you about them was the fact that they had soft greenish hair that went down to their shoulders, that they were just a little shorter than me and had a rather cute face that told me nothing of their gender. A trap in an anime world doesn't surprise me. I moved my hand motioning them to come closer to me as I have done every time for the few months that this has been happening; I was wondering why they were following me.

This kid on the other hand didn't say anything to me as they approached, this normally ends with them tuning and running, but this time they came all the way to me looked me in the eye for a moment, then they just hugged me out of the blue, this was new and surprising to me. I tried to push them off as most on the people around us where looking at us but no they refused to let go of me, with a deep sigh I chose to lead them to a small apartment that I had started renting with money I took from the house, this place was something I held just in case.

I did not know this at the time, but as I faced away from this green haired trap they had a pure evil grin growing on their face. I wish I knew that this was the first mistake I made, this was the choice that put me on the path of my trial

END CHAPTER 1

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