Ah! The sweet smell of rotten garbage mixed with sewage burned my very soul. Hills of trash joined together, forming such an artistic site. What a splendid place to wake up to in the morning!

Well, waking up in a rotting room worse than a fucking garbage dump was not on my checklist.

I was an excellent student with a loving family. They are my strength it will never change. As an ambitious, cunning, and kind person. I used to dream about getting transmigrated during my younger days but later gave it up as I started to enjoy life more.

I worked hard on accruing high-income skills and building passive income channels. For years I toiled, all those late nights, the blood, sweat, and tears shed to build my empire.

Finally, I was starting to enjoy the fruits of my labour. But all that changed one fateful night. I went to sleep on my comfy bed but woke up in the fucking NARUTOVERSE.

Some Random Omnipotent Asshole (ROA) decided to get my ass transmigrated at the worst possible time. Can't he wait till my old days? When I died of old age. After enjoying a lifetime of love and fun. But noooo, he can't wait that long.

For screwing my life over like this. One day, I will find that fucker and unleash hell upon him. After all that shit, I will finally be able to find a way back to my family and live like a god in the real world. Well, that's the plan. I can't wait to unleash my future godly powers on earth.

Muhahaha...*cough, cough*

Now that little back-story is done, Let's get on with how I landed in the Fucking NARUTOVERSE.

It was one of the happiest moments of my life. It was unlike every other day when I used to go to bed dead tired.

Do you want to know why? Well, I was finally seeing the green baby. The money was rolling in like a tide. All my investments, trades, and other businesses were making a shit load of money after all the years I put into them. Finally, I hit the jackpot, baby...

I went to bed with dreams about all I could have with this kind of money. Life is going to be great. But boy, was I wrong! Everything went downhill in a single night.

I woke up with the worst headache of my life. My brain was getting hammered into my skull, and my eyes were blurred. I don't know how long it took, but I was finally able to calm down. My vision eventually became clear.

I stared at my surroundings in utter shock. Where the actual fuck am I? It looks like a garbage dumb. Nah, it's worse rotten furniture and wood splattered everywhere. Broken windows and a door barely hanging on just one of its hinges. Man, it should have seen better days. Rats and cockroaches running amok. Fuck! is that sewage? How the did it end up here?

The worst of all was the walls. Oh, they were on a completely whole other level. Discoloured and stained ridden, the wallpapers torn and ripped to shreds. Some words were written in the worst handwriting I have ever seen.

Slowly I was able to decipher that sacred knowledge and gain divinity. Just kidding, the words were anything but divine; they were like the messy writing of a demonic being. The terms include "monster, devil, fucker, Kyuubi bastard, nine-tailed fucker", and so on.

FUCK! What kind of a shit hole have I landed myself into? Is this some freaking horror film? Where I am surrounded by psycho killers and monsters. If so, then fuck me and my dumb luck.

"Well, nothing is going to get done by sitting here. Get up and do something." After my daily dose of motivation, I am up and running.

I heard someone speak. "Hey boss. Whats up". I froze who the hell is that? I searched my surroundings. Then I saw him. My jaw dropped to the ground.

A muscle bound rat bastard is talking to me. He is standing upon his two feet and looks like the legendary rat man from the fantasy novels.

"Who the fuck are you" I asked.

" The names Mark Zuckerberg" he said.

Well he does look a bit like the Mark Zuckerberg from our world.

"What are you doing here?" I enquired. "I live here boss" was his reply. I tried to get more information from him but alas he didn't know shit. He got enlightened and became self conscious only a few hours ago. Ah, my damn luck. At least I got company

After that he went out of my room. Signaling to follow him.

Well, finding a whole fucking family of talking rats living in my living room was not something had in mind when I decided to follow this bastard. I got introduced to Elon Musk, Steve Jobs, Barack Obama, Trump, Arnold and even to the Stuart Little himself.

(Who named this fuckers? Even they have no idea. Maybe (most likely) its that ROA bastard.)

Currently they are having a arm wresling competition in my living room. I think some betting is also going on.

Didn't no one in Konoha find out about this group of highly intelligent, talking bros..? How the hell did it took me such a long time to hear them? Is it because I had problems with my hearing?

I think they got mutated by the nine-tailed fucker's chakra. Maybe I could use them like "The Minions" from the movie "Despicable Me".

Muhahaha...

[Loyal Minions Acquired]

I got up and started manoeuvring my way through this minefield filled with my minions careful not to step on any of them. Then I noticed something strange. Why does everything seem taller? Fuck, I become small. Am I a child now?

What the hell happened to my body? My sweet abs, all the muscles I build up over the years, my biceps and triceps, Ah shit, it's all gone. That bastard Random Omnipotent Asshole (ROA) screwed me over big time. He took everything from me. All I have left are my memories.

"One day, I will find you Random Omnipotent Asshole (ROA), and you will wish I didn't." It takes a lot of deep breaths to regain my calm. Like, I have any left after what that fucker did.

Now back to my scenic humble abode aka Garbage Dump.

From my excellent and professional observation skills, I concluded that this apartment, or rather what's left of it, has nothing useful other than the families of rats. They are running my arm wrestling federation at the moment.

Muhahaha...

Good thing I wasn't scared of these guys. I think they ate a bit cute. If you have a problem with that, kindly fuck off.

A few other broken things also helped transform my humble abode into an awe-inspiring garbage dump, like a chair with a broken leg. I felt like breaking the other three as well.

A refrigerator that is so high-tech that it doesn't need any power to work; it doesn't even need a fucking door, for god sake. All I needed was the horrid smell of rotten food to hit me right in the face, to know that I would not be going anywhere near that shit. I swear it was the reason my soul was burning.

How long would it have taken for food to get that bad? The more important question is, what will produce such a horrid smell? I don't want to know and ain't gonna find out. I will leave it to rot for eternity with its mysterious heavenly food.

Now let's see if I can find a mirror without stepping in all this crap. After a lot of careful searching, all I got was a piece of broken glass. If it gets the job done, it's more than enough, right?

Finally, I could see my handsome face or parts of it. Well, at least my eyes look good. They are blue like the sky. Next was the hair. Oh, I have blond and messy hair. It's a mix between a super Saiyan and a Porcupine. The Porcupine is the dominant one, though. Well, I would probably need a hairstylist or multiple ones to fix this mess.

WTF? Whiskers! How the hell did I end up with them? On closer inspection, I was surprised to find that they are actually scars resembling whiskers. I almost thought that I was a rat man as well.

I need to get a tan going; heck, I am paler than a vampire, for god's sake. Well, it's the next thing on my list of things to change, along with the hair and whiskers.

Man, blond hair, blue eyes, whisker, and an orange jumpsuit or what's left of it. (Yeah, I am in one, and it looks awful.)

I have a bad feeling about all this. If my guess is on point, then fuck. I am in for one hell of a ride...

Peeking through the broken window. I saw a village that oddly resembled Konoha from Naruto. I am so fucked.

It was the final piece of the puzzle. I officially concluded that the Random Omnipotent Asshole (ROA) screwed me over big time. He dropped me off in the bloody Narutoverse as Naruto himself. Without any fucking cheats or wishes, except those ratmen.

He could have at least given me a system. But nooo, that cheapskate left me penniless and in a lame-ass body that feels like it would drop down dead any second now. Fuck you, ROA and your fucking ways.

I haven't even seen a single episode of Naruto. Damn, it should have watched them. WTF am I going to do in this fucking world with a bunch of rat bastards as company ?