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A teenager takes a walk after doing some school. He just walks alone…and always alone if he walks to his home. He walks while his head looked down sign that he is daydreaming something but not take off his seriousness from walking. His blonde hair waving along with not really strong evening wind. Those blue eyes still locked on the sidewalk, empty gaze. He then closes his eyes and take a sigh through his nose.

A wood plank with a sign 'Uzumaki' is on his sight now, this is his home. This teenager then walks in, after that he close the gate. When he arrived behind the front door, he does a little shout, "I'm home!".

He knows that the voice he makes never will be answered, yeah he lives for his own. It's been five years after that tragedy that happened to him, a tragedy make his parents and his little sister not there for him anymore. After take off his shoes, the teenager takes a deep sigh again and makes a way to his room. He really doesn't want to remember that memory now. He is 17, he knows that he should face this present and forget the past.

That room not really big but pretty comfy. He always lives in this home. After that tragedy, he confused about his own future (after through a period of sadness of course). Because of his intelligence brain, he got his scholarship for education and for living expenses (because he orphan) so that he still could go to school until now. At that program there is an option that he can live in dormitory, but he refused and decided still live in his family home.

After take care of his things, he hurried to his shower room for clean himself and refreshing his mind. After that, he just took casual clothes that he usually uses at the home, don't forget his black jacket because of cold weather outside.

He sits on the chair that facing to his desk. On the desk, there is a computer. He bought it when he got that scholarship, then he turns it on. Recently, this guy had thought to himself. Is he have a dream? Or is he has a purpose for his own living?

"What I really want? What am I struggling for now?", he said. Doing monologue to himself.

"I feel my life is so empty," he then turned his gaze to his front again. Actually his present life is not really that bad, nor couldn't nice either. While he in school, he usually not talks too much to his friends. Even when working in groups, the blond would certainly talk if that was indeed necessary. His classmates know how to figure it out and decide not really into the blond. At least, his mouth was not dead. So, he thinks about that now and realized he never had a friend. For five goddamn sake years he realized that he didn't has any friend, he always alone.

"Tou-chan, Kaa-chan, Himawari. I really realize actually I am alone. Hiks…" he drops his tears with little sob. After that tragedy, when he actually was 12, he decided to not choose a Junior Highschool that his friend in Elementary will choose. So he actually made a new life. The blond didn't really know why he did that. But what he knew, at that time he just wanted to be reserved to himself. Try to swallow all that complicated reality, and it still went on until Senior Highschool.

He still looked down while sobbing, he guides his hand to close eyes. When suddenly he got a mysterious massage popped up on his computer screen. The blond turns his gaze to the display, but his eyes still watering so he couldn't see really clear. He takes some tissues, then try to read what is the massage that sent for him. He clicks that and read it so calmly.

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'This world is in danger! Are you willing to help?'

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"Huh? What the heck?"

He thinks he just got prank-ed by someone, or not really. While his feeling still in the cold sadness, then this massage popped up.

"Is this a joke? This is like game ad. They do this to make a bunch of players play the game. But wait, it's been a long time I'm not playing one right? So I think it's okay if I try, may this is good game. Nothing to lose anyway."

At that massage, or email, there are two option buttons. 'Yes' and 'No'. And with not clear sender address. The blond aims his cursor and chose 'Yes'.

In the blink of an eye, the screen send out white light make the blond feel it almost make the eyes blind. With fast reaction he closes his eyes while his arms help. And suddenly the teenager feels something at his right eye. He senses that his eye is so hot and he screaming.

"AAAAHHHH! My eye! What is this!" at the same time with heavy wince, he notices his body is like floating somewhere because yeah, he closes his eyes. After like 5 seconds, the hot sensation fading away and he is not wincing anymore. When he tries to open the eyes, in front of him is not the computer, meanwhile that is a bright blue sky. So he laying down all the way?

The blond gets up really quick and shocked himself with sitting gesture. He realizes not sitting on a chair desk, but on not really tall grass. He takes a look around, not familiar with the pleace he stands.

"Where am I?"

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.Timeskip

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The teenager already walked almost fifteen minutes long without any footwear and any tool that help too much about his condition now. As far as he knows, he woke up in the vivid forest and with same clothes he wore when in his room. He really couldn't figure out what happened to himself and why he is here. While he tried to think about something, he hears a sound like hopping.

Blop…blop…blop

He turns to source of the sound, then he sees there is a cat-sized creature with blue colour, looks like slime in the game but with pointed sharp on top of it. He also thinks that the face of that creature is like bear or dog? Well, he could take those aside first

The blond still standing without moving an inch. The blue slime hopping to where he stands. When it comes nearer, he immediately indicates that this creature is dangerous so that he quickly makes his way to closest tree and takes a twig, no a stem. Strong stem. Lucky he found that.

It still hopping to attack him, in the other hand he gets little afraid because he never did such thing like fighting or battle. But because of that scary thought, his body moving on its own and with all of might he hit the bluey. "Hyaah!"

The hit make the creature flew away and melt to blue jelly. It dead.

With heavy panting, he fell down to his knees. Sweat pour his face, then he stares his own hands. "I beat it," with slow voice. What this guy didn't know, all the time someone watch him when fighting the bluey thing.

"Are you okay?" He suddenly hears not familiar voice and shocked by that.

He looked toward to someone who talk to him and all he sees is a girl. She has lilac eyes and lilac long hairs along to her back and has light skin. She wears white sailor dress with purple accent, white-purple stripes stocking, and a hair clip looks like a d-pad. Then she also wears a boots with also purple-white colour.

She looked down a bit to equal their height. The blond try to get up, but stopped by a hand. Which he accept. "Thank you, and I'm alright. Who are you?"

The lilac girl just smiling to him after help. After that she place her hands in the back. "My name is Nepgear. Can I know your name too?"

He just stunned there for a while and answer her question with calm voice, "Sure, my name is Boruto Uzumaki."

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End of chap 1

Actually this fic is just eng ver of my first story which is my original language. I translate this to English because I want to more people enjoy my fic (hopefully). But still this text has many mistakes so I really really sorry if there is any grammar error or typos in the text. But I always do my best to keep this story entertaining to everyone, especially this is my first time I make a story with English.

Maybe you all guys thinking too, why Boruto? Well I just feel like there are too much for Naruto. I just feel like too much okay. Second, I like the design of Boruto more than Naruto (eps 1 Boruto when he face Kawaki). I just like it. And to make different taste? Yeah could be it.

Hope you all enjoy this and see you soon in chap 2

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