A scream and a faint voice were ringing on his head. The young man that was died due to an explosion found himself in the black space.
"Young master!"
"Young master!"
As he heard someone calling him, "Argh!" He even could still feel the pain when his body was burned. The pain and the scream were mixed on his mind, making him feel dizzy as he sensed his body kept jolting.
"Young master!"
When the voice became louder, the young man opened his eyes while breathing heavily. His state, still in a mess with his mind, froze upon seeing the unfamiliar room, or to be precise, the room kept trembling.
"You finally awake," The young man glanced to the side and found a middle-aged man around his forty with his black short cut hair was staring using his green eyes toward with a worried face.
The young man was confused as he saw his clothes were unfamiliar; to be precise, he wore a red-tight trench coat with a green vest on top of it.
His green eyes also were unusual, unlike the normal human as the pupil was shaped looked like a curved triangle with another three curved slashes around it.
What most shocked the young man was that pupil actually rotating as it came closer to him.
"What happen to you? Did you not recognize your own father anymore, Murata?" the middle-aged man snapped at him. He crossed his arms around his chest and looked down at him.
However, the middle-aged man's words made his pupils widen as he looked around and found most of the people in this room were wearing old-fashioned clothes.
Murata? The hell with that! I'm not Japanese, the young man cursed silently. Suddenly his head felt an ache as he held with both hands making the people around him panicking.
"Murata! Quick, heal him!" When the others panicked, the middle-aged man shouted toward the people.
He faintly saw one man among them was doing a strange hand sign. At the same time, the man's hand suddenly glowing with a green light as he placed it on his head.
Meanwhile, on the young man's mind, a flood of strange memories sucked into his brain. He saw a boy around ten years with his long white hair was playing and shouting excitedly in the middle of the forest.
Although he is still a child, from his unique shaped face, he could be called handsome in the future
He saw the boys' parents were smiling upon seeing the boy excited face. However, what made him astonished was, the boy actually had the same eyes as his parents.
He also found one of the boy's parents seemed familiar, but then he remembered one of them was a middle-aged man before! On the other hand, he saw the boy's mother also standing beside the middle-aged man with a worried face.
She had a charming and mature lady face that made other men bleed only by looking at her facial face. Her silky white hair was long, reaching to the butt with strand hair tied around.
Upon closer look, she also had the same green eyes as the others.
What is this? Wait... Wait... di-did I have been transmigrated? As soon he thought about this, another strange memory flooded into his mind.
In this world, the jungle rule was still enforced, where the weak became the strong pray. At this age, there was a gun, but the gun was not the strongest weapon. Instead, it was a strange-looking dagger called 'Kunai.'
Until this point, the young man could accept the fact he probably lived in Edo in Japan. However, the next memories showed a man doing a hand sign that raised the ground to the sky.
While the others were there, another man was doing another series of hand signs, causing the ocean to make a huge wave and the sudden appearance of a raging storm.
What a superpower! The young man exclaimed inwardly
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