My sister calls me every once in a while but even then, she's not the most thoughtful person.

Crossing the street about a block away from my house I continue thinking about my life.

The only times I ever have fun is when reading manga and watching anime which makes me sound even more like a loser. What a boring life.

My mood brightens a little.

At least all that hard work will finally pay off next week. As one of the people responsible for sending people to the first exploration to Mars I'll finally do something in my life.

A frown creeps across my face.

Then what? That had been my dream ever since I was a kid, to be one of the names in the list for the creators of the rocket to send the first people to Mars, but now what am I going to do. Short sighted as it may be that was my only goal when joining NASA. With that goal completed am I just going to sit back and go into autopilot for the rest of my life?

I can't get that thought out of my head.

8 years ago when I first got recruited onto the team I could not have been happier but now that I'm thinking about it, that rocket is the only proof I've existed for the past 8 years. Having that much of myself attached to a single machine is strange. While I'm proud of myself for doing it, then again, 8 years for that? I doubt many people will even care about the creators of the rocket. It's all about them, the people who go into space. I'll just stay in their shadows for the rest of my life.

Looking at it that way, I'm really not sure if it was worth it or not.

Deciding to take a little shortcut through an old alleyway I cross the street and walk in.

"This place is creepy," I say looking around at the dark, garbage covered, insect infested walls. A rat jumps out of a garbage can causing me to jump.

"Augh, what the fuck!"

I speed up hoping to get out of the alley as fast as possible. The thought of a roach or rat crawling up my leg by accident runs through my mind.

"Fucking, disgusting. Thanks a lot brain for that wonderful visual."

Speeding up even more until I finally reach the other side. Quickly looking both ways I begin to cross the street.

Halfway across I hear a beep. I huge white semi truck with a sign on top saying pest control flies down the street. Through the windshield I see an old, wrinkly, old man with what appears to be a hoe next to him, buckled up and everything.

"What the fuck!"

I jump out the way last second as it barely grazes my shoe. Part of the heel flies off as my legs are pushed into each other at high speeds. A sharp pain is immediately felt.

"Aaaugh! My heel."

Lifting myself up I look at the truck as it flies by, the old man is giving my the middle finger as he drives away. Right before he gets too far for me to see him he gives me a fist, like he's gesturing me to fight him.

What was that all about. A chill runs down my spine as I realize something. The arm that gave me the middle finger was coming out the right side of the car but in America people drive on the left side. How did his arm reach so far right. His entire arm was sticking out!

This is no time to think about that, I look down at my injured heel. There's a lot of blood coming out of it. My heel's bone is exposed with a huge gash from where the bone likely ripped open my skin.

"How the hell did that car hitting me cause all this?" I think while wrapping it with a piece of my shirt I rip off.

My phones dead unfortunately so I'll need to get back home before I can call the hospital. I get up causing pain to start shooting through me. Tears start to well up.

"Dammit, not again."

Ever since I was little pain caused me to cry, even the smallest amount could cause it.

"I hate pain, there's so much blood! I hate this. Ha, I sound like Satoru."

A bright flash of light appears in my vision.

"What the hell was that?"

I forcefully start limping back home which at this point is only about half a block away, I should be able to make it. Limping back I start to lose my senses. It must be from the blood loss.

By the time I reach my door I feel like I'm operating in a fog. It's a little unreal, it's a strange feeling. I feel like I'm walking through water.

It takes three attempts to open my door but I eventually get it to open. A truck flies by behind me.

Walking in I pull out my phone and walk to get my charger when suddenly I slip on a water bottle I had forgotten to clean up that morning. In the current state I'm in I can't put my arms in front of myself to catch myself. I hit the floor head first as I start feeling a liquid pour from my head.

Opening my eyes becomes harder and harder as I look up at my house's ceiling. Fuck, am I dying? Of all the ways I could have died I die like this? As my final thought passes through my head a bright flash passes through my thought process again.

I somehow wake up to look at a massive figure looming above me. It's probably like 50 meters tall. Next to it floats a book twice the size of my house and a pencil long enough to pierce through a building.

He's glowing white with a hint of blue. He's not wearing anything as far as I can tell and his eyes glowed ominous grey.

"What the hell is going on?"

Then a massive pencil moved as the figure wrote some stuff down on something akin to a register, though it was bigger than a normal register, like more than thirty times bigger bigger. Then the figure starts talking though in a solemn and soft tone for some of his size. "The hardships in your life were unnecessary and your died as a result of one of my blunder for that I am very sorry, that's why as an apology I will make your most desired dream a reality for you... Though your dream is a reality in another universe dose help very much. " He, an assumption after hearing the voice, finally said after searching though that register.

Then it all clicked to me. Death? Dream into reality? Who hell is that?! " Hey, hey! What's the hell is going on?!"

I immediately regret asking that as he turned his full attention to me staring right into my soul, tough technically I'm a soul but you get the point. He bends down even closer. " It is my way of atoning for the crimes I did against you. though can't under stand why would you choose be such a main character, but it's your choice. " Was his replay after thoroughly intimidating me.

Main character? What does that mean? "Hey, what does that mean!?" No response. What have I been dragged into?

I take one more look at it. It looks almost angelic in a way. It's arms are crossed over it chest and it's legs hang down limp not even touching the ground below it.

Looking around there are strange clouds floating everywhere, across a large grassy environment, the sun pleasantly hangs above. Am I in heaven? No time to think about that because I suddenly feel myself being pulled back, like god himself grabbed me and pulled me back into reality, except this reality ends up being nothing like mine.

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Regaining consciousness I felt groggy like there was a dense fog in my mind preventing me from thinking clearly, sitting up I noticed that I was feeling cold but also that his body felt different then to what I was used to.

It took me several minutes to get the coweb to lift from his mind, and I immediately took note of his surroundings, I was in an alleyway between two houses, behind me was a dead end, surrounded by what looked and smelled like trash bags.

I was sitting on something between a duvet and a mattress, and then I noticed how small his legs, arms, and body was, I just stared down at MY body for a while before pinching his own cheek, giving a yelp from the pain, making me realize that no, I was not dreaming.

I checked my dress, which look worse than wear.

I was wearing worn trousers and a navy blue t-shirt with tears and holes in them, I was bare feet, and both my skin and clothes looked like it needed a good wash, well the clothes looked more like it needed to be replaced.

Standing up and looking around to find out where I was, my surroundings told me nothing and being in the body of a small child confused the hell out of me, so taking a few calming breaths I headed out of the alleyway.

Looking around the mostly empty streets, I could only see three people from where he exited, I looked around to see if I could spot anything that would tell me something about where I was, finding no identifiable landmarks I decided to make a beeline for the nearest person in the streets. Coming up behind them I spoke up getting surprised by my own voice, cause that was most definitely not my voice.

''Ex-excuse me, could you tell me where I am? '' I almost stumbled my question due to being surprised by my own voice, but I managed to get the question out.

The said person just blinked and then turned towards me, looking me with curious eye, he said. " Nani ? "

Nani?! Is this guy speaking Japanese ? Where the hell am I? I am just glad that I learned Japanese due to my anime obsession. I spoke again but this time in a tick Japanese accent. " Ex-excuse me, could you tell me where I am? "

The man blinked again, he answered with a question of his own. " You don't know where you are? Kid are you living under a rock or something huh? " He raised an eyebrow and continued " You are in the strongest hidden village Konoha The Village Hidden in the leaves. " he finished with pride evident in his voice.

Konoha?! Am I in Naruto? Yeah it was one of my fantasies to be Naruto, but in a really Op version of him with rinnegan and all. Heck it got to a point that I mastered a special meditation to see if I really have chakra and joined multiple martial and a kendo dojos at a time to learn the so-called taijutsu and kenjutsu. I learned Japanese, both reading and writing, it did help my mother was from Japan. I was considered a prodigy among prodigy, well you would be considered one if you defeat a guy with twice your age in international games. But that's not important right now I have more important to worry about now..

" Hey kid are ok you suddenly space out? " The person asked in a concerned voice as he bend down to my height.

" Yeah I'm fine, don't worry about me. " I said in a low voice, still not believing the situation I found myself in.

He then started to rub my hair. " Are you lost or something? I ca- Whaaa?! " He then suddenly pushed me back forcing me to look upto his face. Gone was the concerned expression replaced by a vicious scowl. "Go away! And never bother me again. Ever." He growled out, then promptly turned and walked away.

This left me little confused by the person's sudden change in personality, what was he a bipolar, one he all concerned about me then when he took a good look at me he starts acting as an asshole. What the actual fuck?!. I cursed in my mind for a few minutes, then I took notice to my surrounding which was a busy street and I noticed something wrong, none of the passer were acknowledging me or ignoring me. A sudden sense of foreboding came over me. Ignoring that feeling for the moment I walked in the street to see the only thing that will the undeniable testament of my current situation. The Hokage Monument.

After walking few feet I could already make the outlines of a huge mountain above the tall building, my pace slowed a little. I slapped my cheek, shook my head not point in delaying it anymore than necessary. I jogged the rest of the way and within a couple of second I was greeted by a site that would make the faces on mount. Rushmore hide their faces in shame. Four gigantic faces atleast double the size of the faces on the National memorial. That' some architecture right there. But this also confirm my earlier suspicions, I'm in Naruto. There is no denying it now, not after the mountains.

I'm in Naruto, a place where people kill for living, where people can summon huge ass animals, where people don't live but survive, where there are pedopile ( uhu... Orochimaru... uhu), where people can summon meteor of the size of an hidden village ( well only one person but he is the villain... so yeah ), where children study how to wield knife in school, where people actually kill for bread and butter. I went into a dirty alley way.

I started to panic, how will I in such a world? Gods and goddess exist here? They can kill me with just a thought? How did I end up here? What's going on? I am starting to question myself why I liked Naruto so much? In my panic I started to hyperventilate in my panic. I slump down against a clean wall and took few deep breathe to calm my nerves, after few minutes my breathing was back to normal. It was only then my eyes fell on a large broken piece of mirror.

It is the first time I took my complete appearance in a mirror, I had dirty blonde hair, there was a lot of dirt on me, my face is unwashed for several days, but I could still notice my facial features. Aside from my blonde hair I had a round face like any other baby, but the cheek were slightly shrunken probably because of living in the street, I had two ocean blue eyes, but what caught my attention was my three distinctive birthmarks that I had on each cheek that looked like wis..kers ... marks. Huh?!

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I'm in Naruto, I myself am Naruto! I'm Naruto Uzumaki, Jinchuuriki, The Child of Prophecy, The third Jinchuuriki of the Nine-Tails, The Seventh Hokage, The strongest Hokage, The Reincarnation of Second son of The Sage of Six Paths, The toad sage, The inheritor of sage's body, The Last Uzumaki, The son of Fourth Hokage and The Red Death, The-...

Calm the fuck down.

So what should I do now? I know that Naruto to will become all these, but not without effort which now I have to put seeing I have somehow replaced Naruto in the story. Even if I have prior Knowledge of the future events it can not changed just by thinking about it I have to train and become a splendid ninja, the fact akatsuki is on by ass make me all the motivated. But what can I do? Could I have drive like Naruto to do justice to his character? Ahhh! It's so damn annoying to not know what to do.

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You know what Fuck! It!. I am not Naruto... well I'm but I have brains of an adult and literally know how my life will go, so I will be little Narutoish and little like myself, it does help that I was very big Naruto fanboy in my previous life that I practically acted like in my house and that didn't go away when I became an adult just toned downed. Previous life huh... I have already accepted that I'm dead and reincarnated, pretty weird.

Well not that weird when Isekai genre are one of your favorite anime category. But enough of that now.

So what should I do now?

Am I stuck here or is there a way to get out of this shitty life of hatred and violence? Crazy powerful God-level people, with power to destroy a village on a whim, present in every village. Huge ass monsters or the tailed beasts who can do even worse. And worst of all? I am in the midst of it all.

I have always avoided conflict. I was the type of person who would complain to a teacher in school even if someone scratched me rather than raise my voice against them, let alone my fist. Here, I will be forced to kill people for my job and livelihood.

Logically thinking, even if I don't wanna be a ninja, I don't really have a choice. Firstly I am the village Jinchuriki. A deterrent of war. I won't be allowed to stay a civilian. Then there is the whole Akatsuki thing being led by Nagato, being manipulated by Obito, being manipulated by Madara, further being manipulated by Black Zetsu, who was being given such instructions by his mother Kaguya. Did I miss something?

This is so fucked up!

Why couldn't I have been born somewhere less dangerous like Harry Potter or hell even Pokemon?

I have two options right now. Either I can spend the rest of my days bitching and moaning till I am dead after Kurama's extraction. OR I could be someone that canon Naruto always wanted to be. The Hokage. Yes. I will be the Hokage after beating the shit out of everyone that wants to harm me or my village. Village? Guess some weird patriotism has transferred from the anime Naruto.

If I used my knowledge of canon right and trained properly I can be very strong before I even face the world, hell I can be a godlike person like the Ōtsusukis. And I not only want to survive but be the lion of the pride, so I will probably become a godlike entity.

What to do first? What do I know? I examined myself again in the mirror but this time thoroughly checking my features height, weight, how much malnourished I am, my clothes needed to be changed but not that ragged and it looks like I haven't taken bath in 2 or 3 weeks.

Hmm... in canon Naruto was kicked out of the orphanage at the age of four and then he lived on streets for a year until The Third gave him an apartment to live in. I look like an four year old and I'm malnourished but not that much, all in all I conclude that I'm four year old have been kicked out recently from the orphanage.

So for now I'm on my own. I don't want the old hokage to know about me for quite a while, atleast not until it is time to enter the academy, which if I my knowledge is correct is three years ahead. In the meantime I have four major objective to train my body and chakra, search for a teacher to become a bit proficient in taijutsu which I already know, relearn all my martial arts from my last life and make friends with Kurama. But the most important thing is to keep all my progress a secret from prying eyes. For that I would need a place to train where people don't go. Hmmm...

*snap* Aha! The forest of death that the perfect place. Very less people go there, to my knowledge only one person goes there, but she won't even be there for atleast two and a half year more, so I most probably have the whole forest to myself. But let's not forget about something important, my parents house, and there knowledge. So in short I have all the knowledge and resources to become a legend.

*Growl*

... Well for now not all... welp for now let's go and find food and then we will go for finding my parents house, which shouldn't be too hard to find if the canon details were spot on.

I stood up and went out out of the alley and roamed the street to find some food. After a half an hour I found a vending shop. Ok now let's see how good of a thief am I.

And done with chapter 1 I really hope you guys like it and support this story.

Please review what you want to see in the future and I don't have an beta so if you find any mistakes than please say but don't criticize, if any of you are interested in being my beta please PM me .

I am not bashing the makers of Naruto in anyway whatsoever. They have created a beautiful and engaging world that we all enjoy, that is why we are here, right?

Some authors like criticizing the writers of whatever fandom they are writing for. My question to them, why are you still writing it? Write something original and let the world criticize you. In a story that was told over a period of nearly two decades, there are bound to be plot holes. Let's just accept it and move on.

That's all I have to say, I really hope you like it.

P.S. sankey888 signing out

Next update Naruto: Temporal reversion.