Chapter 1

I'd like to believe that everything in this world follows a logical pattern, but the truth is, it doesn't always make sense. Not by a long shot. One moment, I was crossing the street, paying my respects to our cherished Gojo Satoru after his defeat against Sukuna, and the next, a truck came out of nowhere, hitting me.

The irony of it all was rather depressing. Gojo was my absolute favorite character in modern anime history, and I couldn't help but feel that his death, though perhaps necessary for the plot, didn't do justice to his epic character. At the very least, his battle was astounding, and had it not been for Mahoraga, he would undoubtedly have emerged victorious. At least, that's what I believed.

As I pondered these thoughts, I failed to notice the truck suddenly materialize, hurtling directly towards me until the very last moment. You can likely guess what transpired next. It was a series of clichés unfolding one after another, leaving me bewildered and struggling to make sense of it all.

Now, I'm inclined to think that superstitions often contain a grain of truth, and in this case, the reality is that Truck-kun is indeed a tangible entity. Otherwise, how else could I be having this introspective monologue if not for the worn-out trope of reincarnation?

That's precisely what happened. Now, you might wonder, "So, you were struck by a truck and reincarnated in a cliché manner... what's the big deal?" I'm sure you've read numerous self-insert fanfictions and isekai manga with the same origin story, right? However, this is where things take an unexpected turn, for reasons unbeknownst to me, I didn't just get reincarnated in the Naruto universe; I was reborn as a GIRL!

I have nothing against the female gender, and, to be perfectly honest, I've entertained the idea of being one at times, albeit in a guilty, yuri fantasy. But I never expected to have my gender changed without any say in the matter. I'm still struggling to come to terms with it.

But it's not all bad. It's not as if the entire universe is conspiring against me. You see, I wasn't reborn as an ordinary girl; let me drop a hint. I was reborn into the Narutoverse as the female counterpart of Gojo Satoru. We all know how the original Gojo looked; he was the embodiment of a classic shonen protagonist. Now, imagine how stunning the female version of him might be.

Of course, I'm still in the infant stage, so please spare your vivid imagination for now, but you get the idea. There's another incredible aspect to it all: I was born with a dojutsu called Rikugan (Six Eyes), though it hasn't awakened yet.

However, I get the impression that I'm rushing through this, and you might find it hard to grasp the depth of my experience. So, let me provide you with an overview of this Naruto AU.

As I mentioned earlier, I've been reborn as a Gojo in the Naruto world. But I haven't shared the details about the Gojo clan in this realm. Much like the original clan in Jujutsu Kaisen, the Gojo clan is a prominent one in the Land of Fire. Their kekkei genkai is a legendary dojutsu called Rikugan, which not only allows the user to perceive the world and chakra, akin to the Byakugan but also processes information at unimaginable speeds much like sharingan. What makes this dojutsu immensely powerful is its ability to manipulate the space around them.

In this world, the Gojo clan doesn't have the Six Eyes and Limitless abilities separately; they are integrated into the same power, similar to the Rinnegan or Mangekyo Sharingan. You might question why, if this dojutsu is as potent as it sounds, it hasn't garnered more recognition than the Sharingan or even the Rinnegan. The answer lies in its rarity. The kekkei genkai appears only once every three to four generations. In fact, the last user of the Six Eyes emerged over 500 years ago, turning it into more of a myth and legend than reality.

I didn't become an expert on these matters overnight. At first, I was overwhelmed by fear. Waking up to a world filled with towering figures wasn't a pleasant experience. They handled me with care, but my mind grappled to understand what was transpiring. As a reminder, I indeed possess the Six Eyes, but they remain dormant, which meant my small, delicate brain was inundated with memories from my past life.

My recollections of those initial months are dominated by incessant crying and an overwhelming sense of helplessness. My routine seemed to be limited to eating, sleeping, pooping, and repeating. It took a while before I even realized my new gender.

Gradually, things started to improve. I began to develop a greater awareness of the world around me and the people in it. I learned my name, Satori. It wasn't a bad name at all. I also discovered that I was the only child, and everyone around me doted on me as if I were some kind of royal princess. My appearance only fueled the adoration.

The first time I saw my reflection in a mirror, it was a near-surreal experience. I knew that my parents were beautiful, so I never questioned the idea that I would be attractive as well. However, the image that stared back at me was nothing short of divine. I possessed all the iconic Gojo features: I had iridescent, crystal blue eyes that seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly depth. My hair, as white as freshly fallen snow, cascaded down to my shoulders. It was no wonder that everyone, including my parents, treated me with such reverence, despite my tender age.

I now understand that it was because of my kekkei genkai. It's an exceptionally powerful dojutsu and exceedingly rare. Thus, it made sense that people would treat me like a queen, even though I was just a few months old.

Given the extraordinary attention I received, it's no surprise that the original Gojo must have had quite an ego. It got me thinking, though; if I were indeed in the Narutoverse, figures like Danzo or Orochimaru would likely have designs on my eyes at some point. Concealing my abilities isn't an option, given how devoted my clan is to me. Instead, the best course of action would be to establish a reputation as a prodigious talent and gain enough recognition that potential threats like Danzo wouldn't resort to secret schemes to seize my eyes.

With that in mind, I chose not to hide my intelligence and began engaging in activities that showcased my prodigious nature. This didn't mean I suddenly started speaking in full sentences or addressing people as "oto-san" or "kaa-san." I approached it with common sense by openly imitating the sounds and gestures of those around me. It started with attempting to replicate the sounds my parents and maids made, which immediately caught their attention. They began using various sounds around me to teach me to pronounce words like "kaa-san." Eventually, I started producing sounds like "ma," and they enthusiastically took it as me learning to speak by imitating them. Not only did this approach eliminate any suspicion, but it also accelerated my language acquisition.

I also took it upon myself to mimic hand movements, learning to crawl and eventually walk. I was sitting and crawling within five months, and by seven and a half months, I was walking and uttering a few words. Nobody harbored even a shadow of doubt that I was anything other than a prodigy.

And I couldn't have wished for it any other way, considering I wield the powers of Gojo Satoru, the STRONGEST of them all.