-Arc 1-
A Test in Mind, Body and Soul
A pain in his chest wakes him from his slumber. 'Again?' His body demanded his attention again and he had to oblige, even if he was slowly growing tired of it. He opens his eyes, blinking rapidly at the blinding light that greets him, and looks to his left. His hand, pale and boney, reaches for the pills on his nightstand. 'C'mon.' He grits his teeth as his meager body fails to take the medicine from it's current resting place. He sighs and swallows his pride as he has to every morning. "Nurse!"
It's a shallow and small scream but the staff is used to it and a woman enters swiftly. His vision, as damaged as it had gotten, can't clearly see her face but he had known her since he arrived at this cursed place, so he can fill the blanks and assume the approximate expression she had made. It is one of sadness. He grits his teeth for the second time this morning, he hates that expression. He doesn't need their pity or sympathy, he'll be dead and they can continue enjoying their life, so who are they to judge his situation?
"I'm here." She says softly, he can believe her intentions are pure but he cannot help himself and scowls.
His chest aches again and the smell of something burned fills his mind. "Just- Just give me the pills." What is this? His illness, a mix of the cancer he had gotten and the vision impairment he had inherited from his grandpa, never hurt his chest.
The nurse -he thinks her name was Callie?- seems panicked at something. "Oh- Oh my god! Stay right there!" She swiftly moves away from him.
'Fuck you mean, 'Stay right there?!' I CANT MOVE-' It got worse and the smell had been identified as burned toast- Oh, he was having a heart attack. "Well- ack- fuck." He clutches his chest as it tightens, as if a coiling snake is wrapping itself around his heart. "H-Help." This is how it ends? Eighteen years, most of them in a hospital and on the internet, and he dies without having done anything? He hadn't gotten to do anything life offers, he was confined to a bed in a run-down hospital in Germany.
"I hate all of you." His final words where ones of spite, fitting, one might say.
The next instant, he was floating in a white void. He felt so incredibly light, as if he had no body to tie him to the ground. "Is this the afterlife?" His voice can only be described as ethereal, he couldn't recognize it as his. He spoke with an ambiguous tone, was he male or female? Perhaps he was neither now.
"You there!" The new voice is demanding in it's very nature, as if it knew that anything it says was law. "New soul, do you, perchance, want a second try?" It asks. There is nothing for him to look at, no source of the speaker but he knew whatever was talking was close to him. He felt it.
A second chance? 'Yes.' If he could move, if he could finally do the things that he saw in anime, read in books or saw in movies, if all that wonder that he had missed could be claimed now? Then yes, he would take another try. "Yes." He gave his answer.
"Good, there are a few conditions though." It's pitch didn't change but he could've sworn it was relieved. "My boss needs a new champion but any champion has to obey universal rules." He can hear paper moving and shuffling, a clipboard maybe? "In short, you will be reincarnated into a world you could best prosper in. Before arrival, you will be given four supernatural and fictitious powers that you have found the most desirable in your life but, due to the universal law of equivalent exchange, four curses will also follow you into the new world." It rattles off swiftly and who was he to complain about such restrictions, it sounds like he was an Isekai protagonist now and he was exited about something again.
"Hm, interesting. First, I'll be tasked with creating your body, then I can give you a document containing all other details of your new life." He felt himself changing, it wasn't a good or bad feeling, it felt more like his state of being changed, like water turning to vapor or gas exploding into flame. "This is the last time we talk. We expect you to rise to the top of the new world." It was not a request, it was an order by this higher being.
But he wasn't worried, he can live again and it'll be with superpowers.
He can feel again. Well, he felt before but not such things as texture or temperature but more forces he cannot comprehend. But now he can feel normally again and the first thing he sensed was a wooden chair below him. It had been a while since he felt more than a cushion below him. "Wh-" His ears where ringing but it slowly stopped and he could hear more voices, more than just the nurse and the occasional relative.
"-nergy that courses through all living things. Shinobi use-" A guy, flak jacket and brown, tied-up hair and band-aid over his nose talks into what is obviously a classroom. It felt somehow familiar. He sat high up in the back of it and children of all colors and genders sat in the study, papers on their tables. There was also paper on his desk but it was obviously different. Though, even his neighbor, a chubby child with ash-blonde hair, didn't bat an eye to his golden and glowing parchment.
He looks away from the kid next to him, why was he surrounded by these twelve year-olds? He swiftly focuses back on the golden paper below him and reads it, remembering the beings words.
You have been reincarnated to serve as the champion to a R.O.B, as you call them.
The world chosen for you to foster your abilities in was Naruto.
The four powers you have been given, besides your natural disposition to the usage of Chakra, have been chosen by your longing of them when first seen:
All for One
This power, sharing the same name as it's user, can absorb any quirk the user touches. As it would be useless in this world, it has been adapted to genetical traits (Kekkei Genkai) and other unique abilities.
Sukuna's Skillset
In short, you have obtained the entire skillset of the ancient Jujutsu sorcerer Sukuna Ryomen. Currently, using any more powerful powers will kill you due to Chakra depletion but over time, you can, however, train each power as chakra and skill increases.
Infinity
The ability of Saturo Gojo. It's strength and active time depends on the amount of chakra you have and how much experience you have in using it.
The Founding Titan
As with Sukuna's powers, many are locked behind a power blockage.
These powers have come with a cost, however;
Weak Body
You are physically weak, while not as strong as in your first life, you cannot exceed the physical strength of an average gennin except in Titan form. This does not inhibit speed, only strength and durability.
Pride
The sin of pride is strong in your mind, you strongly protest holding back in any way on an instinctive level.
Apathetic
You are apathetic to human suffering.
Unnerving Aura
You seem unnatural to anybody seeing or interacting with you for the first time.
And just as it appeared, it disintegrated into golden particles. His eyes had widened with each line he read and he could not wait to test each power. So much opportunity to experience new things and do so much, the curses that now inhibit him are more like traits he had always had, that are just empowered to the extreme now. He always felt pride, something that was squashed when he was treated like a hurt puppy as his sickness grew worse. His apathy was developed as he was surrounded by death and pain all his life, feeling it most of the time. He was always told that he was unnerving, though he didn't know why.
The weak body trait is a clear mockery of his past state and he'd show this 'R.O.B' that his old life wont hold him back anymore.
He is in Naruto, that is another thing entirely. Yes, if he where to survive long enough to train his inherent powers and gather powerful Jutsu and techniques, which he is extremely exited to do, then it is a good world to be in to become strong. The problem is, will he survive? "Noroi." The teacher, who is quickly identified and recognized as Iruka Umino, is standing next to his desk and is looking down at him.
'I guess my name is Noroi?' He gazes up at the tall man and replies. "Yes, sensei?" His voice is clearer, but not much clearer, than his original, sick and rough voice.
Iruka's eyes narrow. "You need to go to the Forest of Death to meet your sensei. Your special Kekkei Genkai requires... unique training, so you've been assigned a personal teacher until you're ready to take missions." Special Kekkei Genkai? Did the previous Noroi tell or show anybody these powers? Why did he even have them already?
More worrying is that the Hokage knows about his powers. Does he know all of 'em? Noroi doubts he had transformed previously, so that's a trump card he can keep hidden for now. He nods to Iruka and get's up before stopping half way towards the door. "W-Where is the forest?" He turns to his teacher who had started packing his things from his desk.
"Ah, well, ask for the training grounds in the 40's section, any Ninja could point you there." Iruka nods.
With that Noroi leaves. 'Forest of death? Well, seeing as most if not all Jonin are already taken, I have good confidence in thinking it's Anko. Shit, I'm meeting Anko- fuck I just talked to Iruka!' It's still stunning, when he was still sick, a great thought that is, he read so much about these characters and no they're not only real, but he can talk to them.
He didn't have any real attachment in his past life anymore, they'd all left after a while, so he can fully immerse himself in this new world, this second chance. First things first, get a read on the current extent of his powers and train them accordingly, secondly, get a feel for chakra. As he walks through the village, passing villagers and occasional Shinobi, he is overwhelmed with excitement.
That is, until he passes the Uchiha compound. 'The Uchiha... Itachi... Madara...' All the steam is taken from his engine and the sheer weight of the situation falls upon his shoulders. "I-I- Should I do anything? I- fuck- I may have the meta knowledge but do I really owe any of these people my help?" He begins to walk again, slower this time. "Bah! What am I talking about, to survive in this world, to seize my own fate, one must be a Shinobi." He smirks. "Besides, I've always wanted to do epic battles and perform cool Jutsu. I've gotten over my fear of death long ago, I know what awaits me beyond the veil now, and with that 'curse' I wont even care about killing." He barks out a short laugh. "Being a Shinobi is practically the perfect job for me!"
'But what's my goal? Sure, becoming the strongest is essential if I want to truly be free in this world and the powers that I have, especially Infinity and All for One, make it pretty easy.' He shakes his head, he can just coast along for now. Study chakra, train his inherent powers and make a few friends if he can manage it. "Let's ask somebody for the training grounds now."
He hadn't realized it but he had learnt the entire Japanese written language, maybe he can even speak it, but after a split second of looking, for example at a street sign, it turns from elegant Kanji to normal English letters. 'That makes three languages.' Yes, his native tongue, German, then English and now Japanese.
He had gotten the directions to the training grounds from an old fellow that was a retired Shinobi, the man had apparently noticed Noroi 'look for Shinobi' and he'd asked him what he wanted. A few turns and twists later, and he'd found the gate that surrounds the forest of death. "It's been an hour, how is she still waiting for me?" A wonder, truly. Well, he remembers her living in the tower, so she would only have to sense his chakra and she could stay at her home otherwise.
He opens the gate, the metal rusty and old, and walks inside. "Yeah, definitely Anko." He says as he looks at the bundle of rope on the ground. It was as green as the grass next to it but he noticed it right away, he always had an eye for such inconsistencies. "Well, no time like the present." He says and tries to use 'Dismantle', the ability to slash and cut at anything without cursed energy, or chakra in this case. Or, at least, he hopes so, it would suck if he could only use 'cleave' on people with cursed energy while nobody here had it.
Instead of relying on his belief or imagination, like he'd have done when he was still young and full of unknowing foolishness, he wills the rope to be cut into pieces. He has a distinct feeling that it would work better this way, is this feeling another part of 'Sukuna's Skillset'? To instinctively know what to do? And then he sees his first supernatural happenstance, well, after his reincarnation and the parchment he got. For just a split second, a white line cuts across the rope and then it loosens and the leaves fall into the spike pit below. "Wow. I can do this?" Going from a normal, boring life to this is quite the change but he digresses.
With a new smile, but still wary, he goes forth into the forest of death.
That is until he feels some resistance on his leg and a snap coming from his left. 'Shit!' He could guess what that sound meant and he saw the lush greenery above him twist and wriggle before a log flew towards him, attached to a rope. 'Fuck- defense!' What can he defend himself with? What does he have? 'What do I have... Inf-' He only has a moment to get as much of the energy he can feel inside him, the same energy that he felt leave him when he cut that rope, to cover his body and then to imagine how Infinity worked, how all objects that come near him will slow exponentially the closer they get.
He flinches as the log stops only a centimeter in front of his face, not even the wind pierces the infinite barrier between him and the rest of the world. But he can feel it slipping, like that coating around his body is melting off, and as such, he can feel air on the top of his head. He swiftly ducks down as he realizes his position again and the coating falls off and the log swishes above him. Like a metronome, it swings back and forth for ten seconds or so before it slows to a halt.
"God damn." He breathes a sigh of relief and stands up again. "That's Infinity tested. Took a lot out of me." Yes, the energy, chakra, like a flame in his stomach, had dimmed substantially. From a fireplace to a candle and, where he to use cleave or dismantle again, to a match. Yes, Chakra, it feels so warm, is it because he had only just gotten it, while all others here have had it since birth? Because he wants to know more, explore all the ways to use it, that cut and this barrier he had just made with his very own will, mind and power felt incredible to use. "I need to get stronger, study and master this power, master Chakra."
Yes, he'd be the first since Kaguya and Hagaromo but he knows he can, he won't accept anything else. A goal, he needed, and this is it. Master chakra, all aspects. All for One will help immensely, no limitation will stop him. This feeling is intoxicating, because he was just a sick boy, couldn't even enjoy normal life and now he has this mystical super energy? Ha! He'd be stupid to not want to explore it- all of it. But he still has another power to test, another one only he has in this world.
"I'm not about to transform here, god, Danzo'd snatch me up instantly- if Kumo doesn't kidnap me before. But I can use the Warhammer titan without needing to transform." He smiles and ignores the few growls he hears around him as he continues to walk towards the middle of the forest, still looking around from time to time as to not die from a cheap trap. He'll try to will it into existence again, like the other two powers. He imagines a spike of the white titan crystal appear in front of him but- nothing. "Do I need an emotion, then? Or a goal? Like the transformation needs?" He'll try an emotion first, as needing a goal is unlikely because he had a goal just then and this power is used too often too trivially in the show for it to need such requirements.
He quickly found out that anger is best, determination mixed in as well to create the best results as he thought of his petty life before and, after small shocks of yellow lightning, a crystal spire is almost thrown out of the ground. As tall as he himself is, the hardened titan skin stands as a pillar to his iron will to dominate this new world. An obelisk of his strength.
He nods to himself with a smile before he continues to walk, to journey through the 44th training ground and it's dangers. And one of those dangers had apparently heard him get confident and had arrived to ground him again, as a large, abnormally so, black panther jumps at him from the bushes around the area. "Christ!" He ducks down but does not activate Infinity, he has not the chakra to sustain it reliably and he needs it to kill this damn thing, so he needs to store some of it.
He turns towards where the growling beast had landed behind him to see the god damn bicep on that thing! "Do you lift?" He asks to no response but he was not expecting one anyway. He thinks while the panther starts circling him. 'What's the best way to kill this thing?' He aims a 'Cleave' at the neck of the beast and a growl of pain and a small blood splatter later, a small gash is cut across the things throat. Aparently, not deep enough to kill.
It screeches again and leaps at him, claws extended to tear him to bits.
"Fuck you!" His plan, one he'd thought up just a few seconds ago, plays out exactly as he had envisioned it as he crumbles the earth below him to give way for another white pillar of crystal, impaling and instantly killing the panther. He breathes out a sigh of relief and falls onto his behind. "That was close, another second and I'd be dead." He relaxes for a bit before continuing towards the tower, the battle he'd just fought and it's adrenalin rush making him feel so alive. It's such a contrast to his previous life that he can't help but love that feeling of performing this dance of ability, this contest of power, even if it was just a panther.
Maybe a stronger enemy will make him feel more? Hm, maybe he has another reason to reach the top now...
Sarutobi Hiruzen
His old face, wrinkles and trenches slithering across it with his age, smiles at the two boys he had been observing through his crystal ball. 'Naruto...' Yes, Minato's boy had defied his expectation and he treasures the child all the more for it. With how the village treated the child, he should become more like the Uchiha, Sasuke, but he'd brightened up in the midst of the peoples darkness and strives to illuminate the entire village. Or, at least, he thinks so. Naruto is currently conversing with Kakashi about the bell test he and his team will be doing, Hiruzen smiles. His boy, a grandson in all but blood, had come so far...
And then there's Noroi. The mysterious powers the young orphan had displayed where cause for much debate among the council, Danzo wanted to 'take care of the boy' -even in his old age, he knew that Danzo is continuing Root, though even he knows it is necessary, he only abolished it to ease public unrest at the time- and many of the major clan families where ready to adopt him but Hiruzen thought a similar approach to Naruto appropriate. After all, where they not similar? Orphaned, with great power but socially shunned? Though, for Noroi, that was by his own design, the boy rarely interacted with anybody.
Ah, but now that the boy is becoming a Shinobi, he has to finish the meeting regarding him, doesn't he? Indeed, after the boy started showing his powers and the first meeting was held, the decision was to hold off the final verdict until the boy can participate and he had shown the full potential of his powers. The Hyuuga even suggested to kill the child, probably threatened by the rise of such a powerful bloodline in Konoha. "Ah, the jealousy of the Hyuuga. It will be their downfall, shall they not correct their mannerisms and inner clan relations, that is."
A knock at the door wakes him from his thoughts. "Enter." He says softly, though retaining his authoritative tone somewhat, he is still Hokage after all.
And the door to his office, his throne and political prison, slides open, seals filled with lubricant connected at the hinges ensuring no creaking to bring a smoother experience for guests. Little things like those often show the true power in a political battle, showing that you can flaunt your wealth and your resources, like Sealmasters, around with no problem, seemingly wasting them on such frivolities. The twice over elected Hokage greets his guest, Danzo Shimura, with a smile. 'I should have guessed you'd come here as soon as the boy left the academy.' As much as he likes to remember the Danzo of the past, he must acknowledge todays bitter Warhawk, covered in bandages that cannot hide his atrocities, those unblinking eyes.
The cane of the man clacks and clops on the ground a few times as he approaches before both he and his unneeded movement support stop in front of his desk. "Hiruzen, the boy, I ask again, I shall take him under my care. Am I not more qualified than a simple Tokubetsu Jonin?" The condescension is oozing from his tone, in the Shimura's mind, he is already Hokage, had he disillusioned himself this much as to believe himself the leader of his people? Ah, hath he only still possessed a glimmer of youth and he could get angry at such things again but today he must settle for narrowed eyes and shot glares.
"No, I'm not allowing you to take another into your fold, Danzo. Have you not had enough? Should I truly abolish your little sect?" Yes, threats are the best defense against Danzo, as it is the only authority he listens to. If you are not above him in physical or political power, then you are but a footnote towards his path to 'protect Konoha'. Ha! The man masks his megalomania with words of patriotism and faith, Danzo Shimura is bitter and old and seeks power he believes he can keep.
Hiruzen, though, needs to keep this cancer in his peaceful village alive, without Root, they'd have gone to war with Kumo long ago. Far too many attempts at bloodline theft, not only the one the public knows about, the attempt on the Hyuuga's daughter, no, there where many more, and many successful. But he cannot let Kumo have Konoha's clans, cannot let them build back up after the war lest they, after the Kyūbi attack, are left behind. And so, Root killed both kidnaper and kid, all perpetrators disposed of.
Danzo's face remains the same to all but Hiruzen, he knows him since childhood after all, and can discern the mannerisms that indicate annoyance and rage, a twitch of the lips, a flicker of the eye. Danzo promptly turns to leave again, knowing he has no chance, they have played this game for a long time. This small indication was meant as a warning, 'Should Noroi gain any more inherent power, then I do not care about your orders and I shall take him regardless.' Is pretty much what was meant with this short visit.
He turns his eye to his crystal ball, sitting atop his paperwork, serving as a good distraction to avoid more work. God, if he needs to sign one more paper asking for a slight budget increase in the economics of banana trades in the village, then he will invite Kumo here himself.
Noroi
A step, another step and another! He had gotten adept at navigating this environment better and more efficiently, not tripping over roots or rocks anymore. But, as he reaches a small clearing with a fallen tree, he realizes how low his chakra had gotten. 'Well then, let's do some soul searching.' Or meditating, if you where to call it that.
He walks over to the log and sits down on top of it, the wooden texture below not really comforting his exhausted child body. He looks around for a bit, knowing he is still in enemy territory but still needing to take this risk to have a weapon against these supernatural animals. And then he closes his eyes, trying to relax his posture, shoulders slacking and muscles untensing. 'Chakra is the combination of the energies of both the mind and the body...' He focuses on the ember of his remaining chakra, trying to fan it with 'air', the air being whatever energies lie in his body. It's slow, and only with his complete concentration but after a good minute, he had gathered enough 'air'- he still can't feel the energies his mind and body produce, neither can he use them, just like real air can only be breathed in, not touched- to get his flame back up to what it once was.
'Oh?' And he learns more about chakra every second, as he can feel the flame grow a bit more, as if stretching the available surface area to spread to. 'Like a muscle, chakra increases with use...' But such a substantial increase? He had gained about 30% additional chakra, a staggering amount and his only theories are either, he is even more special than he already is or he has such low chakra as to easily increase it.
He opens his eyes again to a bright light- obscured by Anko Mitarashi. "Hey kid." She says, her purple hair swaying slightly with the wind and her jacket, covering her fishnet shirt below, following along. "I saw you killed that panther. Pretty impressive for a graduate." She sways her head back and forth at that. "Well, that's not entirely true. You're not a graduate yet!" She grins at him and a shiver makes it's way down his spine.
He looks back up at her and, despite knowing that both of them reside and serve the same village, activates Infinity. "I'm guessing you're my Sensei?" He asks her, hopefully distracting from his current plan. He knows there is still some kind of test and, knowing her impulsiveness, it's probably going to be sudden and painful, so he is already creating a crystal spike below her feet. He could, miraculously, not have yellow lightning spawn when activating his Warhammer titan powers, which is convenient!
"Yeah, if you pass my test that is." Her smirk, as evil as it already is, widens even more. "The test is...! Kill me."
If he where not ready for her antics, he would've been surprised but, seeing as he prepared for exactly this, the second she says to kill her the silver spike shoots out of the ground. He can see her eyes shoot downwards and widen with realization at the danger, before she jumps backwards, only receiving a cut on her thigh. Noroi keeps Infinity active, it's only been a second or so since they started, and he tries to fool her by shooting white bullets out of the pillar he summoned, to which she reacted to by jumping to the left and starting to weave hand signs. But he was banking on her jumping that way, it's why he shot slightly to the left, so he swipes his hand diagonally at her location and in an instant, her chest starts to bleed with a cut of about 6 centimeters and a millimeter or two deep.
He swallows his fear at the rapidly rising heat from Anko's direction and runs directly at her, Infinity still on. She finishes her hand seals, ignoring the damage to her chest, he would not have hit that if she could sense his strikes, another bonus of 'Cleave', and fires out three flame bullets. He manages to dodge the first but the second crashes against his technique and stops it's movement before he can step to the left, leaving the range of the projectile and letting it crash into a tree behind him.
The third follows a similar fate before he is force to deactivate Infinity to keep enough chakra to perform two more slashes. 'I'm not winning this but I can try my best. I already hit her, which was incredibly cheap and lucky, so I probably passed already.' He'll just try his best.
His hope lasted until he felt a cold rope slither and coil up his left leg. 'Snake!' He couldn't activate Infinity, the snake would only stop moving, so he decided to cut it in half with a Cleave. But this was only a distraction, that he knew but he could not simply ignore the snake, lest it bite him or -if it where a coiling snake- brake his leg. A mound of rock, as if it where a wave in the ocean, impacts his lower body and he can feel his kneecaps break, launching him into a spin before he rashes into a tree.
It hurts, a lot. His legs feel on fire and his head thrums with an unmoving rhythm. He saw, with blurry vision, Anko approach. 'I fuckin hate 'Weak Body'.'
Anko crouches down to him. "All your bloodlines and you loose this easily? I wasn't even trying." He can see that, no sweat, no ragged breathing and her chakra, now that she is this close, feels like magma on his skin. But another thing to note is the smoke coming off of his body, his wounds specifically, which gives him an idea.
He scowls. 'And 'Pride isn't much better.' He feels an immense desire to prove her wrong, dominate her in combat and show her just who he is. "All my bloodlines?" He grins at her, blood flowing down his forehead and blinding his left eye as it flows into it. "Fuck you." A yellow glow emanates from his body and lightning of the same color connects to the tree behind him and the floor below him, arcing in swift and twisting patterns.
Anko's eyes are wide, sensing the danger of this situation. "What the hell is t-" And then a large thunder strike and explosion launches her back as he feels his body heat up for a moment before everything goes black.
Anko Mitarashi
She crashes against a tree, destroying a lot of it's bark as her back is stuck inside the log. She peels herself off of the tree to see the trees surrounding the clearing broken and ripped out of the ground, while the general area itself is covered in dense, white steam. 'Fuck was that?!' At her injury, she can feel the curse mark on her back beckon her to use it but, as she had done the past few years, she ignores the intruding desire.
The ground shakes twice, a rumble of the earth. 'An earth Jutsu?' Then, the smoke before her is cleared by a gigantic fist that is accompanied by a monstrous, deep scream. She barely has the time to spread the chakra into her muscles and bones to mitigate some of the damage before the fist impacts her, feeling as if she'd taken one of Might Guy's punches at gate 6 or above. She is launched through the tree and another behind it, the pain in her body clearing her head enough from the surprise to land and then jump onto the trees.
From her vantage point, she can see the edge of the large cluster of smoke from which a ginormous figure emerges. Standing fifteen meters tall, covered in defined muscle and skin, no genitals, and a mouth devoid of lips and gums replaced with flat skin, is a giant man. His ears are sharp and spiked and the black hair that frames the sharp face and jaw of this monster give off an intimidating aura, not to speak of it's determined glowing yellow eyes.
She has seen that hair and those eyes before... "Fuck, is that the kid?!" She grins at him, she has no idea what he did but this is certainly something new for her and would probably be for everyone. The eyes seem to have a fog to them, unclear and it's mouth is agape, like a panting dog. Is this really still the kid?
She can sense chakra, she has been trained to be a pretty good senor by her... Sensei and this beast- Noroi, she quickly deduced- has not much left. It's weird, she can feel two sets of Chakra pathways in that direction, one clearly somewhere inside the monster. 'So, it's more like an armor?' She has no time to further ponder as the Titanic man begins to charge at her. She performs the summoning Jutsu, her thumb bit open to produce the necessary blood before slamming her hand onto the branch she stood on.
A puff of smoke later and a snake twice her length slithers down the tree before approaching the Titan. Anko is not finished with her attack though, and performs a flame dragon Jutsu, gathering fire natured chakra in her lungs and, with the help of hand seals, expelling it in the form of a dragon. The snake reaches The Titan and bites into it's ankle the instant the giant passes it, severing the tendon there and forcing Noroi to kneel. 'So it still works like a normal body, mostly.' Ignoring the face and genitalia of course.
And then her dragon hits him in the face, tilting the body of the beast backwards from the force and emitting smoke from the general region, obscuring it's head. "That should do it." She mutters to herself, calming a bit. This was a pretty strong Jutsu of hers, after all, the elemental dragons where all at least B-Rank if not higher and this was just some graduate who won the genetic lottery.
Noroi
He was in the hospital bed again but the world seemed blurry, people rushed in and out in seconds but their voices lingered for what felt like an eternity. "I'm sorry..." Somebody whispers, who was that? Wait, no, he had left the hospital, this bed, this prison. But when and how? And just then, he felt like somebody punched his head and sprayed acid all over it- "AAH! FUCK-" He screamed but- but it cleared up his head. He could think again.
He died and then he lived again. He was- he was in Naruto, an anime world, that's right. And- and he was having a tes- "ANKO!" The world around him fell to pieces and he felt his body heat up as his vision changed. Now he looked at the clear blue sky while he felt the wind on his naked body. Wait, no, he isn't naked, quite the contrary, he felt very warm and covered- but also not?
And then he looked from the sky forwards and noticed how small the trees in front of him where. 'Ahhh, I'm a Titan.' So he managed to transform and only briefly lost control. His hand, he could see the muscular limb in his peripheral, flew up to his mouth and touched bare teeth and skin. 'Looks like I'm the Attack titan Eren style.' Not a problem he couldn't fix. Just with a thought, his Founding Titan allowed him enough customization to form lips around his mouth. "There."
His voice was hoarse and emerged in deep bellows but was otherwise clearly his. "Kid? You in there?" A quiet tone asks from below him. He looks down to see Anko, unarmed and with an inquisitive look.
"Depends, have I passed?" He would not like to get into questions before he knew he could stop being on guard. Well, from this answer alone she could conclude that this was indeed him but that wouldn't do any harm.
She chuckles, a light noise he can barely hear from way up there. "Yeah, kid, I don't think I'd even be allowed to not let you pass with all the Bloodlines you have." And she is very much right, Konoha may have recovered after the war and the Kyūbi attack but it's not at it's peak yet, the Konoha Crush is indicative of that, so his sheer potential is valuable.
Speaking of potential, he has already made plans to bring all of it to bare. His most powerful weapon, his meta-knowledge, allows him to access incredible recourses. One of them is only available to him. Shisui Uchiha's body. Something he can absorb with his All for One, as it only needs DNA for it to gain the special ability, if the text he was given was to be believed.
On the matter of actually obtaining the mans corpse, that would be the hard part but he knew the general location, the Naka River, so it would not be an impossible feat. And he'll have to hurry up, lest the man decomposes too much of his flesh for him to gain a Sharingan, the easy entrance into the upper leagues of this world.
Returning to the real world though, not his scheming mind, he finds himself wanting to exit the Titan, his chakra isn't necessarily draining much but the regeneration of his tendon and, apparently, face from the scarring he briefly felt, took a large chunk out of his already dwindled reserves. He thinks about a small boy in the nape of his neck and tries to grab at flesh that is not there. And then his vision shifts, he looks at red meat and could feel his body almost burning up. "Fuck it's hot in here."
He pushes with all his pre-teen might and tries to manipulate the nape of the titan to open up with the help of the Founder. Just like that, his upper body flies out of the Titans neck, though he can feel the open air now and see through his real eyes, he can still feel through the Titan, he's sure he can still control it. But he's not interested in that, he shakes his head and forces the Titan to kneel. With a way down, he peels off his feet from deep within the nape, wobbles at his new freedom of movement, before he finally lands on the floor. "That was an entire affair."
And Anko saw all of it, a smirk firmly on her face. He hates that expression, his pride no doubt, but he was as logical as he was prideful and respects her power over him, both physically and socially. "So, you're my teacher now?" He asks with a neutral face, not much emotion besides a bit of heavy breathing from both chakra and physical exhaustion.
Anko nods with a grin. "And I'll make sure you'll appreciate my attention." She proclaims, and he doubts it heavily. Though, he will probably thank her in retrospect but the training itself is probably hellish. "Two days from now at 7 AM, right here." She says, her smirk not having left or lessened in any way.
"In the forest of death?" And she'd disappeared.
He walks around the village again, nervously and anxiously. Where the fuck is his home? He had just asked a woman to point him to the 'Academy student flats', if such a thing existed and she'd actually answered and pointed him towards two places. One was a complete bust, his keys fit in nowhere, luckily nobody opened the door when he tried.
But at the third floor of the second compound he found, his key clicked into place and he could finally enter his home, just as it was getting dark outside. He was tired and only barely noted the cleanliness of the place, despite popular fan-cannons, maybe some academy students just want to have some control over their life, seizing it in the way of having a clean home. Hell, he certainly does after having his entire life watched and his medical decisions done for him, he likes this bit of power over his life.
But for now, he walks past the small hallway, a counter on the side where he throws his keys onto, and into the living room with added kitchenette, enough for him to cook. There was a small black sofa with a table and a carpet below it, one door on the right corner of the room, behind the couch, which is directly in front of him and the kitchenette takes all of the corner to his right. To the left of said kitchen, lay another small corridor where there was a window at the end and two doors at it's side.
But he ignored it all and fell asleep on the couch.
He awoke softly, feeling rejuvenated and fresh. He stood up, quickly reorienting himself, briefly thinking he still lay in his bed but quickly realizing and remembering otherwise. 'I've got a lot to do today.' The first thing is testing out if he still had the muscle memory of the kid he took over. So, he just thought of the Clone Jutsu and smashed his fingers together in a general motion. And, just like when you mumble along to a song you've heard hundreds of times, he performs the seals well enough and a perfect, if non-solid, copy of him stood at his side.
"Yo."
"Yo."
Hearing his own voice, which was not very different from the one in his past life, was pretty jarring but he got over it swiftly. Testing out transformation and kawarimi resulted in the same, a passing grade. He'd delve deeper into these Jutsu later, if he had a bit of knowledge in Jutsu creation, as, if he perused questions like 'Can I just switch with any object?' or 'Can I transform different parts of my body individually?' would need a good understanding on chakra and Jutsu. No doubt, he isn't risking tampering with well established Jutsu that even children used, so much that the Jutsus must be so easy as to barely be able to be tampered with.
Which brought him to his next topic. "Training." He said with a smile, he always wanted to get strong, he was so very weak before and will even stay physically weak but that does not mean he cannot become the best. His physical strength is made up in a Titan body and his sheer versatility and potential. A training regimen, he'd do physical exercises, no doubt, he wont give up hope on his body, every human can adapt and it will just be harder for him to do so, and exhausting his chakra.
If fan theories proved correct, or if it was mentioned in the anime and he simply forgot, then exhausting most of the mystical energy as often as he can, would increase the most efficiently. And then his four powers... An hour, he decided, an hour for each power. Except All for One of course, not much to train currently. But that hour is taken up by the magnitude of the Founding Titan, he'll train his shifting, though he'd need permission from the Hokage as to not trigger a reaction similar to the Kyūbi attack, and his Warhammer Powers. Yes, that's about five hours every day training.
He can do it, he'd always have an iron will and his pride may not even allow him to stay weak. There is no lack of determination, only time. "But I need to learn a few things and start my path on a few more." Many ninja arts come to mind that he'd all pursue, he'd seen the heights of all of these ninja arts and knew the journey each master of each art took to get that strong. Guy, for example, is a master at Taijutsu and did it by becoming physically perfect and having a good teacher. Itachi had the advantage of the Sharingan and natural talent, nothing he couldn't replicate with his effort and, frankly, cheats.
So, he will start training a few things, he thought to himself as he searched for some paper and ink, finding it in a drawer in his kitchen.
Basic Regimen (Every Day)
Total train time: 5 hrs
1 hour of each:
-AFO
-Founder
-Finger man
-Pretty boy No-No-Zone
The code words where for protecting his knowledge and not for his amusement, he swears. He thought for a bit now as he wrote each sentence, thinking carefully on what to spend his time on. Because, well, he and all of Konoha will be a hot-spot for action in a few months, the Konoha Crush merely being the starting gong, and he, with his meta-knowledge, has many opportunities at that time as everyone would be distracted.
He sounds pretty evil right about now, doesn't he? Well, that's a dude perfectly content with his new-found apathy for you.
After twenty minute, in which he also checked his clock to check that it's just about nine in the morning, he finished the things he'd like to do and are pretty achievable.
He cut it into three parts, some contents he had to hid in code-words again.
TOP 10 TIPS ON HOW TO GET RICH FAST! (Completely Legal!)
He chuckled, he may be apathetic but he isn't without emotion and can still humor himself.
1: Write a book, copy some of 'The Classics' from home.
2: Sell the shit you find
3: Just get a job man
Not quite ten tips but he'd run out on that end pretty quickly. The author idea will need some more research as he'd wanted to check the quality of the Icha-Icha books and, if they're not that good, he might make something for people to fawn over. He isn't the best author, barely good but he knows the integral parts on how to make a story. He'll also need a hobby to cool off with.
"Moving on."
Snagging sum' Loot
Sorted by priority:
1: The One-Eyed Crow's Body
2: Get a tail, maybe get a pet turtle from the local swimming lake? Need to get better at writing letters for that though.
3: A good book with some useful fun facts in it.
4: Convince a living tree for it's nectar, ask the trees landlord for permission.
5: Get a cool face mask.
6: Get some animal friends, find a toad man maybe?
And that was most of what he could write down. It was obvious what was what to him. The first was Shisui's body, then becoming a Jinjuuriki, hopefully with a willing Biju, though he'd need to become good at 'writing letters', so to say Fujinjutsu and stealing, obtaining or at least reading the forbidden scroll. Furthermore he wrote down to get some of Yamato's DNA, ask Hiruzen or whoever was Hokage at the time for permission, then get the Shinigami Masks, not so much as for himself but not to let it fall into the wrong hands and finally, a summoning contract.
He would search for Shisui's body every night, it was the easiest and strongest, bar becoming a Perfect Jinjuuriki, way to get power. He'll have to find that river though...
'Well, that's a whole lot.' He then smirked, if he played his cards right, and very carefully, he could get step 4 done in the next few days. He would rather die than not seize this opportunity and especially if Hiruzen was still Hokage, the peace lover he is. And, with how he plans to approach this, he could even get Danzo to be at least sentimental towards him. Or it could backfire and Danzo will capture him, interrogate him and then make him into a mindless weapon.
A shiver went down his spine at that but he has to do this, his powers would get out eventually as soon as he started showing off bloodlines he shouldn't have, so why not use that revelation to get what he wants. He smirks and begins to plan, only later that day, after three hours of contemplating possibilities and outcomes, will he have left for the Hokage tower.
But he was stopped by an ANBU on the way and called to the Hokage's office anyways.
Hiruzen Sarutobi
He'd called the boy, hell, the entire council had called for him after Anko reported her findings yesterday. After all, what bloodline let's the user regenerate incredibly quickly, summon white stone to manipulate freely and, most importantly, turn into a giant with many times the strength of a 'normal' person of that size. Well, nobody who is fifteen meters tall is natural but he digresses. He let the boy rest though, he was clearly out of it from what Anko told them, but today was another day and he'd called the newfound mass interest of the important people in Konoha to his office, his council office more specifically.
His normal smile wavers a bit, of course Danzo wanted to be there when he talked with the boy and if he could, then so could everybody else apparently. He actually scoffs out loud, though nobody except an ANBU was in his office to hear, he was the Hokage, people should respect his authority more. Maybe he needs to get active again, he was too old to make a power statement himself, not without it being overshadowed by himself in his prime and making his attempt moot and portraying him like an old man out of his time.
But maybe, just maybe, another student would be fine. Somebody who could learn as many and such versatile things as he himself. His mind wanders to a kid that was currently on his way to him.
He smirk again, but only maybe he will teach again. His other students are either defected, off duty or not actively taking missions, so another would be perfect for Konoha right now, maybe even secure him a successor, he doesn't have one after all and he didn't want Naruto to take the hat just yet anyways. He shall observe the yellow-eyes child further before deciding, maybe see him in action before, see his leadership and analytical skills before choosing anything.
He felt the frankly unique chakra signature of the boy enter his tower and the Hokage stood up and Shunshined into his seat in the council room, giving the clan heads a good scare but only slightly jumping his former teammates. He was old, yes, but sometimes he just wanted to feel like his former self again.
A knock and a becoming later, and Noroi Kowasu stood at the direct opposite end of the long table, each seat on it's side filled with clan heads of important civilians. Sarutobi smiled at the boy and began. "I shall start with congratulating you on passing your test." The boy seemed wary and suspicion. A good mindset, if annoying to him. Hiruzen knew why he felt like that, after all, the Hokage had only interacted once with the boy before, when he manifested his powers and never again afterwards, so a healthy dose of suspicion is excused.
Noroi nods. "Thank you Hokage-sama." He bowed, but not too low.
Danzo took over immediately. "We called you here for an explanation, boy, not a celebration." Danzo's recent behavior has been odd, normally, he would have approached the kid with more care and kindness, lure him into his fold before wrapping Noroi around his finger but something had apparently changed some time ago.
Noroi stilled for a moment at the mans words, all the clan heads staring intensely at him before he stood straight again, a face carved out of stone looked at them all. Let it be known, Noroi Kowasu was not easily intimidated. "Yes, quite Shimura-sama. There have been two additions to my Kekkei Genkai arsenal." A Jonin that sad at the wall with a notepad began writing, keeping all words said in the council for later review. "First, I must add that it is a peculiar process on how I obtain knowledge of these powers." The boy gulped, he was righteously nervous. "I simply woke up with a complete overview of two new powers in my mind and full confidence in being able to use them."
The room stayed silent. "I initially suspected mind manipulating Jutsu but using said powers swiftly proved me wrong. And, while I may be wrong here, I was far too young to remember if the same thing happened when awaking my first set of powers." Certainly, the boy was only about 4 at the time. "The first power is the one you saw, it is called The Founding Titan." The boy gulped again but became more and more confident. A prideful boy, was he not? "The main thing you need to know is what a Titan even is." It seemed as if he was reluctant in giving up more, this was most likely a weakness he would like to keep secret but Hiruzen was still the Hokage and, even if the boy tried to lie, he needed to keep track of such a powerful bloodline in Konoha. A full clan of people like Noroi, even if untrained like him, would let them rise to heights unseen since Hashirama-sensei's time.
"I must admit, the best way to explain would be through demonstration." The boy said, many would be embarrassed at asking such a thing of the entire Konoha council but Noroi simply stood there, face calm again.
Danzo and, predictably, Hiashi Hyuuga where about to retort when Hiruzen interrupted. "No problem Noroi. We can go to the yard behind the tower, it shall serve as ample room." A few minutes later, a bit of scuffling and growling of old people included, and they stood a good distance away from Noroi. "My transformation will begin with a large explosion, so I shall make a bit more of a distance. Do not be afraid by me when I return." Hiruzen laughed at that, they where some of the strongest people in Konoha, no simple giant could scare them.
Then, a large yellow lightning struck the earth in front of them, a tremor resounding throughout the earth. He was glad that this was a ninja village and the civilians where used to explosion from training Shinobi, otherwise he'd have to calm the populous.
Smoke obscured the result of his transformation for only a while before a truly intimidating figure of fifteen feet emerged. With each of it's steps, the earth shook and the ground cracked. But the face was the worst in that regard, there where teeth and a lipless mouth visible for a second before small rainbow strings formed into lips for the monster- no, The Titan. The sharp ears and the dangling hair where another plus point in creating the image of a true demon but the eyes, oh the eyes.
Hiruzen is the Hokage and even this didn't scare him but a small shiver went down his spine as he met the sharp and demonic yellow and glowing eyes of The Titan. Danzo had barely reacted, the man had probably sent a ROOT agent to observe Noroi's test and Hiruzen knew his old friend could somehow review memories of subordinates. The rest of the Shinobi council where all wide eyed, some with a gaping mouth and some rubbing their eyes.
Oh, and the Civilians where passed out.
Noroi made his way to them and knelt, the wind displacement waving all their clothes around. "This is a Titan." His deep, baritone but still distinctly Noroi's voice bellowed out. "A Titan, and the human by extension, has incredible regenerative capabilities." He said before a cut appeared across the giants chest, steam erupted out of the wound and ten seconds later, it was all back to full health. "This extends to anywhere on my body, you could not kill me." He said but quickly continued before they could digest that information. "But that's not entirely true, I have one weak spot. The nape of my neck. In my Human body, it is the only place you need to attack and damage enough for me to permanently die but in titan form, it is where I, as in my body, rests."
They nodded, certainly very powerful. That is regeneration that has not been seen- well- ever. Complete regeneration from anything but decapitation was an incredible power. "Though it takes chakra to regenerate, so I am not semi-immortal for ever." The titan falls onto it's behind, another tremor shaking the yard. "But that is not the power of the Founding Titan. What you are currently seeing is one of nine forms the Founder can take. This is called the Attack Titan. One of The Nine." He paused for a bit. "But normally, once you turn into a titan that is not one of The Nine, you stay a titan and loose your mind and become a human eating beast. But, if you inherit one of the Nine, you can freely transform between titan and human, such a person is called a Titanshifter."
The giant shakes it's head. "But I only know that there are Eight others, not how each of them function. I am as clueless about these powers as you, I fear." There was something off about the way he had said that but Hiruzen was not used to reading the emotions of... such a large target. His voice being more like a shout to him also didn't help in picking up any inconsistencies in said voice.
"A-And the white stone?" A clan head asked, he looked back to see it was Inoichi Yamanaka.
Noroi nodded. "An ability of one of The Nine, the Warhammer Titan. It can create Hardened Titan skin, which is basically a crystal from thin air. Well, from Chakra. It is admittedly weird that I unlocked this power but not the Titan itself but I work with what I get." And then, steam erupted from the nape of the Titan's neck, they all saw it as they where half focused on the apparent weak spot.
He'd always had a small suspicion that all those powers the boy had where a Kinjutsu or some other forbidden technique or experiment performed on the boy but something like this was so incredibly powerful that it could not be anything but a bloodline derived from the Sage himself. For what else could this be? No Kinjutsu could give a ninja such a power, or else everybody would ignore any drawbacks and produce these demi-gods in masse.
Thirty seconds later and the quickly disintegrating corpse of the Titan lay slumped over behind Noroi. "That is a lot, Noroi. What I can tell you is that you can establish a clan here in Konoha, your Kekkei Genkai are of great use to the Leaf."
Noroi nods. "I wasn't done. I said I uncovered two abilities, the Titan power was the lesser of the two, which is why I began with it." Everybody's breath hitches, Hiruzen, though, stood still and calm as ever, while his surprise ran wild in his head. "It is a simple power and one I can only prove with the help of a select few people." He smirks slightly, prideful in whatever this power is. "Simply put, I can absorb Kekkei Genkai and use them like the original user."
Silence.
For an entire minute.
Sarutobi Hiruzen, Third Hokage of the Hidden Leaf and student of Tobirama Senju knelt down to Noroi's level and looked him in the eyes, more serious than ever. "If you speak the truth, and I shall personally test that, then you are the most important person in the village." Yes, even above Naruto. What stood before him was literal infinite potential. Hiruzen could not let this one fall like Orochimaru or be misled like Itachi, it would spell doom for all. "Call Yamato."
Danzo's neck snapped towards him. "Are you insane?! Do you actually believe the boy!?" What when unsaid was the sheer outrage at giving out the Mokuton, if what Noroi said was true. And Hiruzen believed him fully, it was too easily disproven and he had given up trying to explain the origin of these powers, the best he can come up with is 'Sage of Six Paths' and there his wisdom ended.
An ANBU had left to fetch the Mokuton user and the brown-haired man with a helmet shaped forehead protector arrived soon enough. Hiruzen needed to show his trust to Noroi, to let Hiruzen get close to the boy and that was perhaps the most important thing he would be doing any time soon. This child must still mature but, if what he says was true, and they'd see it soon, then it is integral that Noroi stay loyal and unshaken in his patriotism. Not brainwashed, as Danzo would like to have it, but that route only led to vengeance and death. That path was too risky to peruse, otherwise even he'd have agreed to it, Noroi was as dangerous as he's helpful to the village.
How had this boy gotten so incredibly important in just two days? It had gone from a pretty powerful bloodline that would create a new clan in Konoha to something surpassing all and the potential to become a god amongst men.
Hiruzen will continue on as normal, tough, and he'll force all the others to do the same, they could not alienate Noroi now and treat him differently. Yes, after the chunin exams Hiruzen will train him and they can see what kind of person Noroi is at that point, eliminate him if needed.
"Hokage-sama?" Yamato asked, a bit wary.
The Hokage nodded. "Noroi, what do you need for this procedure?" He asked the boy, mentally flushing out the images of a destroyed Konoha with the very same boy atop it's rubble.
Noroi grinned- actually grinned- before continuing. Power, Hiruzen realized, was a significant driving force for Noroi. He'd dealt with that before, he could twist it to ensure loyalty. Give him power if he asks, make a few test for him to mentally mature and work for those powers and he'd have more trust and loyalty from the boy. "Do you have some blood of yours on hand?"
Yamato narrowed his eyes for a moment before looking at him weirdly. "What? kid, you mental?" The Jonin looked back at his Hokage, questioningly.
The Hokage nodded with a smile.
Yamato sighed. "Fine." He cut his hand and stomped his foot on the ground, creating a wooden basin for his blood to drop into. Yamato's' increased regeneration let him drain half a liter without any side effects before finally letting his hand heal "There ya go kid, can I go now, Hokage-sama?"
The fire shadow nodded, he will not be giving Noroi any wood Jutsu, he'd need to learn those himself. The boy already had too much power for his age, this was only to secure the continuation of the Mokuton in a natural body, if Noroi where to be believed, and to build trust by giving the strongest gift he could. Hiruzen also felt that the times of peace where nearing their end, Kumo was gearing up for something, more weapon imports where noticed and somebody was bound to take advantage of the newly reformed Kirigakure. Iwagakure was also still opposed to them and Suna was on shaky relations, even while in an alliance.
And then there was the attack on Minato and Kushina by 'Madara Uchiha'.
No doubt, Konoha would need somebody like Noroi soon and so, he'd give the boy all he could while keeping him on the right track, it's his and the villages, best bet for the future. And even if Noroi failed, he wouldn't neglect Naruto or the other rookie gennin, they all had powerful sensei and he wouldn't mind helping is figurative grandson from time to time.
Noroi Kowasu
He dipped his hand into the basin, everything had gone well. He dipped his hand into the blood and tried to make it absorb into his skin, into his flesh, into his organs, into his brain, into his chakra. The blood was gone a second later. He felt his flame, his chakra, triple in size and is body felt much mor energized now, not anything like what his body was at before his sickness, so he's still physically weaker than Sakura, probably, but shit that was a ton of chakra.
But the most important part was yet to come, could he use the Mokuton like Hashirama or like Yamato? Best way to test it was to create the same basin the man had summoned before and comparing. He moved his chakra around his body and, it was harder than before, like going from dragging a heavy bag to schlepping around a big rock. But he managed, with enough effort and directed it into the air, willing it to turn into the mixed element of Wind, Earth and Water.
He had no idea how any of those elements felt, hell, he couldn't even use any of them but he had a bloodline now, more-so than before and it would help him fill the gaps. It did, like a guiding hand laid on his, guiding but not forcing and the next second, a wooden pillar stood next to the first. It had the same basin at the top but it also contained simple carvings of lines going down the side and a few branches with leaves on them sticking out.
So, Hashirama then. Wait, would he unlock the Rinnegan if he where to get some blood of Sasuke now? He wasn't sure but wasn't willing to try right now.
He could use the Mokuton. He barely entered this world and already secured as much as he could, truly a workaholic if he could call himself anything. But why wait if he could do it now and begin training, he was already on a time limit.
They didn't speak much more, Hiruzen said he'd get in touch, got some wise words about Hashirama off his chest and all the other council members where either wide eyed at him or where wary and distasteful of him (Read: Danzo and Hiashi). So, he just went straight back to bed, tomorrow, it would all truly begin now that he had this day to settle and set the pace for the crazy shit he'd no doubt pull.
Why, when you looked at the third part of his training page, you could see what the future held for him.
What to train
1: Fujinjutsu
2: Genjutsu
3:Taijutsu
4: Ninjutsu
He had enough firepower and no access to high level techniques yet, so Ninjutsu lay at the bottom but he had always like Genjutsu and Fujinjutsu even more, so he'd look into it now that e was here.
But no thinking now, he should sleep.