'Ryuzaki Clan' is a mysterious clan that lives on a mysterious island. That said, this clan was worship no one other than a Dragon, a mighty creature, rumored stronger than 'Nine Bijuu' or tailed-beasts and wiser than those so-called 'Sage.'

This clan lived together with this mighty creature, which was why they have such eyes as those eyes were gifted to them. However, the thing not always going smoothly as they found their island had a volcano mountain that wanted to erupt.

The mighty and wise creature, Dragon, chooses to protect its believers and some elders who think they would betray their beliefs if they leave the island to choose to stay with it.

Eventually, this was the reason and the first step where Murata and the rest clan members running away for their future lives.

All of this sudden information flooded into Murata's mind, making him realized one point. The strongest warrior here is not the so-called 'Samurai' that he knew from his past life, but instead a warrior that should be a 'spy.'

A ninja and kunoichi!

There were also known for their mysterious hand sign, and their bodies were filled with a strange energy that used up to uses their superpowers, called ' Chakra.'

The pieces of information rotating around his mind, making Murata numb for a moment, but then his closed eyes slowly opened.

My name is Murata Ryuzaki, and I'm from the main family and the heir of the Ryuzaki clan. I was regarded as a reckless boy and genius as he could learn to control Doton and Suiton at the age of seven.

Sadly, because the original Murata was too excited and eager, he kept trying to learn and practice a new Jutsu, resulting in his Chakra pool becomes empty.

That eventually led his body to fell, and his neck hit the sharpened part of the corner of his wooden bed, making him instantly died.

"Hmm, I understand now," As his body slowly stood up, he found himself was laying on the bed in the same situation as before; everyone was looking at him worriedly.

"What just happened to you, " His mother spoke to him as she hugged him tightly. She was really worried as sick as her hug was so tight, making Murata almost could not catch his breath.

"You troublesome child!" As another voice was heard, Murata glanced at his father, who was caressing his little sister's hair, sleeping with many traces of tears on her cheeks.

Murata looked at every person on the wagon; most of them wore the same expression as his parents while there was one girl, the same age with him, peeking through the adult backs and meekly glancing at him.

Unlike before, now his memories were complete. He saw himself interact with those people. Sometimes he was helping the elders, sometimes he taught the younger people to improve the control of their Chakra, sometimes he can be naughty too, messing with their daily life.

In conclusion, he was a good seed of leader and a nice person, caring for the people under him.

"Thank you very much, guys," Murata stood up and surprised the other by bowing his body to them. The other gaze turned soft while the women shed a tear of happiness upon seeing his attitude.

"Young master..."


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