Chapter 3: Graduation

Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. "Naruto" and all related characters, settings, and concepts are the property of Masashi Kishimoto and respective companies. This story is written by a fan, for fans, with no financial gain.

Summary: Naruto Uzumaki discovers the Gamer ability, transforming his life at the Ninja Academy. As he learns to use this power, he forges new friendships and hones his skills, embarking on a unique journey to fulfill his ninja aspirations.

The first rays of the morning sun filtered through the window, illuminating Naruto Uzumaki's apartment, now a lush green haven brimming with plants of various shapes and sizes. He woke up to this miniature jungle daily, a living testament to his newfound passion and skill in gardening. It wasn't just a hobby; it had become a symbol of growth, both personal and literal.

Lying in bed, Naruto gazed around at the thriving greenery, a small sense of pride welling up inside him. His 'Gardening: Basic' skill was now maxed out, and he was delving into the complexities of 'Gardening: Advanced'. Each plant in his room represented a step in his journey, a journey that began with a simple quest to help an elderly couple in their garden. That day, amidst the soil and seeds, he had discovered not just the joy of nurturing life but also a metaphor for his own growth.

He remembered how each plant required specific care, much like the individual relationships he had cultivated over time. The fern by the window thrived in the soft morning light, reminding him of Hinata's gentle strength. The sturdy cactus on his shelf, resilient and enduring, brought to mind Shikamaru's unshakable calmness. And the cheerful sunflowers, turning towards the light, mirrored his own journey towards becoming a better ninja, a better person.

Sitting up, Naruto let his gaze drift to the window, looking out at the village he loved. It hadn't been easy to change the villagers' perception of him, especially with that mysterious "?" Special Modifier that had initially set back his reputation. But he had persevered, completing quest after quest for the villagers, showing them his true character. His efforts had borne fruit, just like the plants in his room. His reputation with the village had soared to a +70, a number that filled him with a quiet sense of accomplishment.

His relationship with his classmates had evolved similarly. Initially seen as the class clown and troublemaker, he had worked hard to change their views. Now, his reputation score with them was even higher, a reflection of the trust and camaraderie they shared. It was a far cry from his first days at the academy, a testament to the bonds he had forged through shared challenges and moments of laughter.

Naruto stood up, stretching his limbs and taking a deep, refreshing breath. The plants around him seemed to respond, their leaves rustling softly, as if in acknowledgment of their caretaker's presence. It was a new day, another opportunity to grow, to learn, and to connect.

As he prepared for the day ahead, Naruto couldn't help but smile. His journey had been like tending a garden - requiring patience, effort, and a lot of heart. And just like his plants, he had grown, transformed by his experiences and the people he had met along the way.

In the early morning light, Naruto Uzumaki stood in front of his bathroom mirror, absent-mindedly brushing his teeth while his mind wandered over the past year at the Ninja Academy. He had made significant progress, gaining two more levels. Reflecting on his strategic decision, he recalled how he had allocated all the stat points from these levels into Wisdom and Intelligence, aiming to enhance his chakra control for the elusive clone jutsu.

As he spat out the toothpaste and rinsed his mouth, Naruto called up his Gamer interface, curious to see his current stats and skills. The holographic display materialized in front of him:

**Naruto Uzumaki - Level 12**

Strength: 20

Dexterity: 22

Constitution: 31

Intelligence: 22

Wisdom: 21

Charisma: 15

Luck: 23

Derived Stats:

Health Points (HP): 150 (Modified by increased Constitution)

Health Regeneration (HR): 100 HP/hour (Enhanced due to special modifiers)

Chakra Capacity (CP): 800 (Boosted significantly by modifiers)

Chakra Control (CC): 34 (Increased by skill modifiers)

**Special Modifiers:**

- "?"

- Constitution Increase: +10

- Constitution Increase: +25%

- Health Regeneration: Increased by 25%

- Skill Aptitude: Special affinity for "?" skill.

- "?"

- Reputation with Konoha: -25

- Relationship with Hiruzen Sarutobi: +50

- Chakra Capacity: Increased by 50%

- Chakra Control: Decreased by 25%

- Health Regeneration: Increased by another 25% (total 50%)

- "?"

- Luck Increase: +10

- Bad Diet - ELIMINATED

**Skills:**

- Perception: Beginner 250/250, Intermediate 500/500

- Basic Taijutsu: Beginner 250/250, Intermediate 500/500

- Basic Ninjutsu: Beginner 250/250

- Basic Chakra Control: Beginner 250/250, Intermediate 500/500 (Chakra Control derived stat increased by 25% for Beginner and 50% for Intermediate)

- Basic Bukijutsu: Beginner 250/250

- Basic Fuinjutsu: Beginner 250/250, Intermediate 500/500, Advanced 557/750

- Gardening: Beginner 250/250, Intermediate 115/500

- Tracking: Beginner 250/250

- Knowledge History: Basic 200/250

- Knowledge Geography: Basic 150/250

- Knowledge Chakra Theory: Basic 100/250

- Substitution Jutsu: 350/1000

- Transformation Jutsu: 250/1000

Naruto smiled with pride as he looked over his stats. The Bad Diet modifier, a remnant of his unhealthier days, was finally gone – a personal victory. His commitment to a balanced diet and rigorous training had paid off, and he was healthier than ever.

Naruto paused at the door of his apartment, his gaze lingering on a particular scroll resting on his small, cluttered desk. The scroll was meticulously scribed by Iruka Sensei, containing the intricate details of the Clone Jutsu. It was more than just a scroll; it was a symbol of the challenge that had eluded Naruto despite his relentless efforts.

With a deep breath, Naruto stepped towards the desk, his heart pounding with a mixture of hope and anxiety. Today, he thought, could be the day he finally mastered it. He extended a hand towards the scroll, the familiar sensation of his skill absorption ability activating.

As he focused, willing his chakra to align with the complex requirements of the jutsu, a sudden flash of red ERROR message blazed across his vision. Naruto's heart sank as he read the all-too-familiar words: "Insufficient Chakra Control."

He slumped slightly, a wave of disappointment washing over him. Despite his increased wisdom, intelligence, and the rigorous training to enhance his chakra control, it still wasn't enough for this elusive technique.

Naruto let out a long sigh, trying to shake off the crestfallen feeling. He had really tried, put his all into it, but it seemed that some hurdles were still too high to clear - for now. He reminded himself of his other accomplishments, the skills he had mastered, and the progress he had made. It wasn't all in vain.

With a determined nod to himself, Naruto grabbed his ninja headband and tied it around his forehead. He couldn't let this setback define his day or his journey. There was much more to him than this one jutsu, and he had the Ninja Academy, his friends, and a whole village to prove it to.

Stepping out of his apartment, Naruto looked up at the clear sky, a sense of resolve returning to his steps. He might not have mastered the Clone Jutsu yet, but he was still Naruto Uzumaki, the boy with dreams of becoming Hokage. He had faced challenges before and had always found a way to overcome them.

As he made his way to the academy, Naruto's mind was already racing with ideas and strategies. He would keep training, keep pushing his limits. One day, he knew, he'd get there. For now, he had an academy to attend, friends to meet, and a future as a ninja to embrace.

With his spirit undaunted, Naruto walked on, ready to face whatever the day would bring. After all, every challenge was an opportunity in disguise, and Naruto was never one to back down from a challenge.

As Naruto arrived at the Ninja Academy, he paused at the entrance, taking a moment to fully absorb the world around him. His heightened perception, a result of his diligent leveling up, allowed him to see the finer details of his surroundings that others might miss. Most intriguingly, he could see the levels of his classmates and teachers, as well as their reputation scores with him, all displayed through his Gamer interface.

Stepping into the bustling hallway, Naruto greeted his classmates with his usual jubilant enthusiasm. "Good luck, everyone!" he called out, his eyes darting to the floating indicators above their heads.

Naruto's warm greeting to Hinata was met with her characteristic shy smile, a response he had come to know well over their years at the academy. Observing her reputation score, a high 480/1000, Naruto felt a sense of pride and satisfaction. Their relationship had evolved from mere acquaintances to something much deeper, marked by mutual respect and understanding.

As Naruto reflected on their time together, he remembered the countless instances where he had encouraged Hinata to step out of her shell. From their early days at the academy, he had noticed her potential, often overshadowed by her timidity. He saw in her a kindred spirit, someone else striving to prove themselves.

He recalled the afternoons they spent practicing in the training grounds, where he would gently coax her into sparring sessions. Initially hesitant, Hinata had gradually grown more confident, her skills sharpening under his encouragement. Naruto always offered constructive feedback, balancing it with his characteristic humor to lighten the mood. "You've got amazing skills, Hinata! Just need to believe in yourself a bit more!" he would say with a grin.

Their bond had also grown during quieter moments, often after class, when Naruto would find Hinata practicing alone. Joining her, he'd share techniques and strategies, and in return, Hinata would offer insights into chakra control, an area where she excelled. These sessions not only improved their skills but also deepened their understanding of each other.

Hinata's growth was evident in the way she carried herself, both in and out of the classroom. She had risen to hold the second standing in their class, a position that spoke volumes of her dedication and hard work. Her reputation as the top kunoichi of their class, much to Sakura's chagrin, was well-earned. Naruto had witnessed Hinata's transformation from a reserved, uncertain student into a confident, skilled kunoichi.

He remembered the look of determination in her eyes during their training sessions, her resolve strengthening with each passing day. Naruto knew that part of her growth was spurred by her admiration for him, but he also recognized that Hinata's true strength came from within. She had always possessed the talent; she just needed a little push to bring it to the forefront.

As they prepared for their final year at the academy, Naruto could see the change in Hinata. She was more assertive during class discussions, her hand raised more frequently to answer questions. In sparring sessions, she moved with a grace and precision that impressed even their instructors. Her growth as a ninja was paralleled by her personal growth, and Naruto couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in being part of her journey.

Hinata's high reputation score was not just a number in the Gamer system; it was a reflection of the respect and admiration she had garnered from Naruto and their classmates. As he interacted with her that morning, Naruto felt confident that Hinata was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. Her journey, like his, was a testament to the power of perseverance and the strength that comes from supportive friendships.

Naruto's gaze shifted to Sasuke, standing apart with his usual aloof demeanor. Despite their rivalry and the distance in their personal connection, Naruto couldn't help but acknowledge the role Sasuke had played in his own development. He noted Sasuke's level – a notch higher than his own, a testament to Sasuke's skill and dedication. However, Sasuke's reputation score, a mere 150/1000, stood in stark contrast to most of their classmates, reflecting his tendency to keep others at arm's length.

"Hey, Sasuke, let's give it our all today!" Naruto called out with his usual exuberance, approaching the Uchiha. Sasuke merely glanced at him, a silent acknowledgment, before turning his attention back to his solitary preparations. Naruto wasn't put off; he was used to Sasuke's cool demeanor.

As Naruto stood there, he thought back to a pivotal quest in his earlier years at the academy – "Snap Sasuke Out of It." The quest had been an unusual one, tasking him with shaking Sasuke out of the slump that had followed the tragic Uchiha massacre. At the time, Sasuke had been withdrawn, his performance at the academy suffering due to his inner turmoil.

Naruto had taken the quest to heart, challenging Sasuke both in spars and through a series of well-intentioned pranks. It had been a delicate balance, pushing Sasuke enough to ignite his competitive spirit without crossing the line. Naruto remembered the spar that had finally broken through Sasuke's apathy; it had been a fierce battle, with both of them pushing their limits. Naruto had managed to land a solid hit, a moment that had sparked a fire in Sasuke's eyes.

The pranks, too, had played their part. Naruto had pulled off a series of increasingly elaborate jokes, each designed to draw Sasuke out of his shell. The culmination had been an intricate prank involving a fake mission scroll that had led Sasuke on a wild goose chase across the village. The frustration, followed by the realization that he had been duped, had finally made Sasuke crack a smile – a rare victory in itself.

Those efforts had not only reignited Sasuke's drive but had also earned Naruto some grudging respect from the brooding teen. Their spars became more frequent, each an intense display of their growing skills and determination. Though their interactions were often competitive, there was an underlying current of mutual recognition of each other's talents.

Naruto's eyes lit up as he approached Shikamaru and Choji, who were engaged in a laid-back conversation. The sight of them brought back a flood of memories, from impromptu training sessions to the countless escapades they had embarked on together. Both Shikamaru and Choji's reputation scores, hovering above 450/1000, were a clear indicator of the deep bond and numerous shared experiences that had solidified their friendship over the years.

"Shikamaru, Choji, you guys ready to shake things up?" Naruto greeted them with his characteristic grin. Shikamaru responded with his trademark lazy nod, a slight smirk hinting at his readiness, despite his outwardly relaxed demeanor. Choji, ever the more expressive of the two, let out a hearty laugh, his eyes twinkling with anticipation.

Their camaraderie had been a constant source of comfort and strength for Naruto. He remembered how Shikamaru, with his strategic mind and calm approach, had often been the voice of reason in their trio, balancing out Naruto's impulsive nature. Choji, with his unwavering loyalty and good-natured spirit, had always been there to support them, both in and out of battle.

Naruto cherished the countless afternoons they had spent strategizing for missions, the shared meals (often at Choji's insistence), and the laughter that seemed to follow them wherever they went. There was a sense of ease and understanding among them that came from years of friendship.

He recalled one particular incident when they had teamed up for a survival exercise, each of them playing to their strengths to overcome the challenges. It had been Shikamaru's quick thinking, Choji's resilience, and Naruto's daring that had seen them through. The exercise had not only strengthened their bond but had also shown Naruto the value of teamwork and trust.

As he stood there with them, Naruto felt a surge of gratitude. Shikamaru and Choji weren't just classmates or fellow ninja trainees; they were his brothers-in-arms, friends who had been through thick and thin with him. Their friendship was a testament to the fact that the bonds formed during the trials and joys of the academy years were not easily broken.

"So, any plans for after graduation?" Naruto asked, already knowing that whatever paths they chose, the bond they shared would remain unbroken.

Shikamaru shrugged nonchalantly, "As long as it's not too troublesome, I'm good with anything." Choji, munching on a snack, added, "As long as there's good food involved, count me in!"

Naruto laughed, the sound mingling with the voices and energy of the classroom. He looked forward to seeing where their journeys would take them, but for now, he was content in knowing that the friendships he had forged at the academy would last a lifetime. As they joined the rest of the class in preparing for the day's lessons, Naruto felt a sense of belonging and unity. Together, they were ready to face whatever the future held, their bonds of friendship stronger than ever.

Throughout the morning, Naruto interacted with his other classmates, noting their various levels and reputation scores. He saw the wide spectrum of relationships he had cultivated, from those he was close to, like Kiba and Sakura, to others he wished he knew better.

The classroom was already buzzing with the nervous energy of his classmates, each absorbed in their own thoughts and preparations for the exam. Naruto's eyes scanned the room, lingering on the faces of friends he had made over the years – friends who had transformed his academy experience from a solitary struggle into a journey filled with camaraderie and growth.

He had entered the academy as an outcast, the shadow of his unknown heritage casting a long, isolating shadow. But now, as he walked among his peers, there was a sense of belonging, a feeling of being acknowledged and accepted. It was a testament to the effort he had put into not just honing his ninja skills but also in building relationships, a task made easier yet more meaningful with the guidance of his Gamer abilities.

Naruto found his seat, a sense of calm settling over him. He was no longer the boy desperate for attention and acknowledgment. The quests, the challenges, and the friendships had changed him. He had learned the importance of empathy, teamwork, and the strength found in relying on others. These lessons, coupled with the impressive array of skills he had acquired, had prepared him not just for the exam, but for life as a shinobi.

The classroom door slid open, and Iruka stepped in, his presence commanding immediate attention. Naruto looked up, his blue eyes reflecting a quiet confidence. Iruka's gaze met his, and there was a brief nod of understanding between them. Iruka had been more than a teacher; he had been a mentor, a guiding figure in Naruto's tumultuous journey at the academy.

As Iruka began to speak, outlining the structure of the exam and offering words of encouragement, Naruto felt a deep sense of gratitude. Today marked the end of one chapter and the beginning of another. The academy had been a crucible, shaping him into a ninja ready to face the world beyond its walls.

Naruto's journey had been unconventional, filled with unexpected turns and unique challenges, but it had been his journey. And as he sat there, surrounded by his classmates, he felt a sense of readiness. The bonds he had formed, the skills he had mastered, and the experiences he had endured had all culminated in this moment.

The exam would be a test of all he had learned, but more than that, it was a celebration of his growth – not just as a ninja but as a person. Naruto Uzumaki, once the academy's pariah, now sat among his peers as an equal, his heart filled with determination and hope for the future. The final bell rang, signaling the start of the exam, and Naruto faced it head-on, ready to embrace the challenges and adventures that lay ahead.

The day had started with such promise. Naruto had entered the exam hall with a newfound confidence, buoyed by his enhanced intelligence and his well-leveled beginner book skills. He had managed the bookwork with relative ease, surprised at his own proficiency. 'Guess those stat points really paid off,' he had thought to himself, answering the questions with a focus he hadn't known he possessed.

The Bukijutsu portion had been a thrill. He had moved with precision and agility, each strike and parry a dance of sharpened skills. Only Sasuke had outperformed him, his movements a fraction more refined. In the Taijutsu segment, Naruto found himself on equal footing with Sasuke, their rivalry pushing them to their limits. Hinata had outshone them both, her graceful, precise strikes a testament to her hard work and Naruto's encouragement over the years.

The Physical Conditioning part of the exam had been his domain. Naruto excelled, his enhanced strength and endurance on full display as he completed the grueling tasks with energy to spare. He had felt unstoppable, a surge of pride swelling in his chest.

But then came the ninjutsu portion.

The Clone Jutsu, the bane of Naruto's existence, the one skill that had eluded him despite his best efforts. He had approached the task with a mixture of hope and dread. The familiar red ERROR message from his Gamer interface haunted him as he attempted the jutsu. His clones were mere puffs of smoke, far from the solid replicas required to pass.

He had stood there, crestfallen, as Iruka had gently explained that he could petition the Hokage for an exception, but such allowances were rare. The disappointment was a heavy weight, a shadow cast over his accomplishments.

Now, Naruto sat on an old swing outside the academy, his classmates' words of sympathy echoing hollowly in his mind. Shikamaru had offered to help with the petition, his lazy drawl unable to mask his concern. Hinata's hug had been a balm to his bruised ego, her tears a mirror to his internal struggle.

As the sun began to dip lower in the sky, casting long shadows across the empty playground, Naruto felt a profound sense of isolation. He watched his classmates leave, their faces a mix of relief and excitement, a stark contrast to the turmoil churning within him.

He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice Mizuki approaching until the man was almost upon him. Mizuki, a teacher at the academy, had always been somewhat of an enigma to Naruto. He stood tall, his expression unreadable as he regarded Naruto on the swing.

"Naruto," Mizuki began, his voice calm and even. "Tough day, huh?"

Naruto looked up, his blue eyes clouded with disappointment. "Yeah," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "I thought I could do it, but that stupid clone jutsu..."

Mizuki nodded, sitting down on the swing next to Naruto. "You've come a long way, Naruto. It's not just about one jutsu, you know. You've shown remarkable growth in so many areas."

Naruto's gaze fell to his hands, clenched tightly in his lap. "But it's not enough, is it? If I can't do the clone jutsu, I can't pass. All my work, all the progress... it feels like it's for nothing."

Mizuki's voice was gentle, but there was an underlying intensity that caught Naruto's attention. "It's not for nothing, Naruto. You've proven yourself in many ways. Sometimes, the system is too rigid, too unforgiving of unique talents."

Naruto looked at Mizuki, sensing something unspoken in his words. Mizuki's expression was thoughtful, almost calculating. "What if I told you there's another way? A way you could still achieve your dream, without being held back by traditional expectations?"

Naruto's heart skipped a beat. Hope, mingled with uncertainty, flickered in his eyes. "Another way? What do you mean?"

Mizuki leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "There are paths outside the conventional ones, Naruto. Ways to harness your talents that the academy doesn't teach you. But you have to be willing to take a risk, to step outside the boundaries."

Naruto felt a mix of intrigue and apprehension. Mizuki's words were tempting, offering a glimmer of possibility where he saw none. But there was also a sense of danger, an unspoken warning that this 'other way' might lead him down a path far different from what he had envisioned.

As the last rays of sunlight disappeared, leaving the playground in twilight, Naruto faced a decision. The offer was a siren call to his desperate desire to succeed, yet it also carried an air of mystery that both intrigued and alarmed him.

Naruto stared at the holographic display that had appeared in front of him, the words 'Main Quest - Mizuki's Path/Hokage Path' glowing in the fading light. His heart pounded in his chest as he weighed his options, the weight of the decision pressing heavily on him.

Choosing the Hokage's Path meant facing Hiruzen Sarutobi, the village leader who had always shown him kindness, and admitting his failure. It was a daunting prospect, laying bare his shortcomings and asking for grace. Yet, it was the path of honesty, of accepting his limitations and hoping for understanding. It was the path that aligned with the values he had learned at the academy, the principles of integrity and humility.

On the other hand, Mizuki's Path was shrouded in mystery and allure. It promised a way to earn his place as a shinobi, to bypass the conventional route that had so far led him to this impasse. Mizuki's words echoed in his mind, tempting him with the possibility of achieving his dream without begging for it. But Naruto couldn't shake off the feeling that this path was fraught with risks and unknown consequences. It veered away from the straightforward, honorable approach he had always believed in.

Naruto's gaze shifted from the floating display to Mizuki, who watched him with an unreadable expression. There was a sense of urgency in Mizuki's demeanor, an eagerness that made Naruto uneasy. He knew that Mizuki was offering him a lifeline, but at what cost?

The choice was clear, yet incredibly complex. Naruto's entire future hinged on this decision. To follow the Hokage's Path was to adhere to the principles he had been taught, to face his failures and grow from them. To choose Mizuki's Path was to step into the unknown, to potentially gain everything he wanted but risk losing himself in the process.

Naruto took a deep breath, his mind racing. He thought of Iruka, of Hinata's tears, of Shikamaru's offer to help with the petition. He thought of his dream to become Hokage, to be a ninja that the village could be proud of. Could he truly achieve that by straying from the path of integrity?

His hand hovered over the display, the two options pulsating with equal intensity. In that moment, Naruto realized that this decision was about more than just passing an exam or becoming a ninja. It was about the kind of person, the kind of shinobi, he wanted to be.

With a resolute nod to himself, Naruto made his choice. He reached out and selected the Hokage's Path. The display blinked in acknowledgment before fading away.

Mizuki's expression shifted, a flicker of something unreadable passing across his face. "You've made your choice, then," he said, his voice neutral.

Naruto met Mizuki's gaze, his own eyes filled with a quiet determination. "Yes, I have. I'll talk to the Hokage. I'll face my failures and learn from them. That's the ninja way, the path I choose."

Mizuki nodded, standing up from the swing. "Very well, Naruto. I respect your decision. Good luck." With those words, he turned and walked away, leaving Naruto alone with his thoughts.

As Naruto watched Mizuki's retreating figure, he felt a sense of peace settle over him. He had chosen the harder path, but it was the right one. He would face Hiruzen Sarutobi, admit his shortcomings, and accept whatever decision was made. It was a testament to his growth, to the values he had embraced as a student at the academy.

With a newfound resolve, Naruto stood up from the swing and headed towards the Hokage's office. The road ahead might be uncertain, but he was ready to walk it with honesty and courage. This was his path, the path of Naruto Uzumaki, future Hokage of the Hidden Leaf Village.

It was late evening, and the Hokage's office, usually a hub of activity, was now quiet. Naruto stood hesitantly beside the empty reception desk, his heart racing with a mix of apprehension and resolve. Swallowing his pride, he raised his hand and knocked softly on the door, a stark contrast to his usually boisterous nature.

The door swung open gently, and the voice of Hiruzen Sarutobi, the Third Hokage, called out warmly, "Come in, Naruto."

Naruto stepped into the room, where the old man sat behind his desk, his eyes reflecting wisdom and kindness. "Ah, Naruto," Hiruzen began with a gentle smile, "You don't come to see me enough, my boy. And knocking so quietly is nothing like you. Why not tell an old man your troubles?"

Naruto hesitated, his fingers fidgeting nervously. "Well, Hokage-sama," he started, his voice faltering slightly, "I... I had some trouble with the academy exam."

Hiruzen leaned forward, his expression attentive and encouraging. "Tell me more, Naruto."

Gathering his courage, Naruto explained how he had studied harder than ever before, pouring his efforts into improving his ninja skills. "I really thought I was ready," he admitted.

To demonstrate his point, Naruto focused his chakra, causing several papers from the Hokage's desk to adhere to his body, a display of his chakra control. "See? I can do this, but when it comes to the Clone Jutsu..." His voice trailed off, laden with frustration.

Hiruzen observed the demonstration with a mix of intrigue and concern. "You've certainly improved your chakra control, Naruto. But I sense there's more to this story."

Naruto nodded, his gaze dropping. "There is. Mizuki-sensei... he told me about another way to pass, a secret test." He recounted Mizuki's offer, detailing the dubious nature of the proposal and the inner conflict it had stirred within him.

Hiruzen's expression darkened slightly at the mention of Mizuki's name. "I see," he said, his voice steady but with an undercurrent of something more serious. He reached for a small bell on his desk and rang it sharply. Moments later, two ANBU appeared, their presence silent but commanding.

"Find Mizuki and bring him to me," Hiruzen ordered, his tone leaving no room for question. "He has betrayed the trust of this office and the village."

As the ANBU vanished as swiftly as they had appeared, Naruto looked up, shock and a hint of betrayal flickering across his face. "I... I can't believe Mizuki-sensei would..."

Hiruzen sighed, a weary sadness in his eyes. "Not everyone who smiles at you is your friend, Naruto. But what matters is your decision. You chose to seek guidance rather than take an easier, dishonest path. That speaks volumes of your character."

Naruto absorbed the Hokage's words, a mix of emotions swirling within him. "I just... I want to be a good ninja, Hokage-sama. For the village."

Hiruzen nodded, his gaze softening. "And you will be, Naruto. Your loyalty and integrity are exactly what this village needs in a shinobi." He paused, glancing around the room before making a hand sign. The room was instantly sealed with a privacy jutsu.

Naruto looked around, sensing the shift in the atmosphere. "Hokage-sama?"

Hiruzen leaned forward, his voice dropping to a confidential tone. "There are things about your life, Naruto, that have been kept from you for your own safety. But given your recent actions, your steadfastness and honor, I believe it's time you knew some truths."

Naruto's eyes widened, a surge of curiosity and apprehension rising within him. "Truths? About... me?"

Hiruzen nodded solemnly. "Yes, Naruto. About your heritage, your family, and the reason behind certain... challenges you've faced." His eyes held Naruto's, conveying a seriousness that underscored the gravity of what was to come.

Naruto sat motionless, his mind racing. The revelation that he was about to receive was something he had longed for, yet feared. It was the key to understanding who he was and perhaps the path he was destined to walk.

As Hiruzen prepared to unveil the hidden chapters of Naruto's life, the young ninja braced himself. He knew that whatever was revealed would change his life forever. The night had brought more than just the end of a troubling day; it was the beginning of a new understanding of his very existence.

Hiruzen Sarutobi took a slow, contemplative drag from his pipe, the smoke curling up into the dimly lit room. Naruto watched him, his heart pounding with anticipation and anxiety. The Hokage's next words would unveil secrets that had been shrouded in mystery for Naruto's entire life.

"There was once an Uzumaki Clan, Naruto," Hiruzen began, his voice tinged with a hint of nostalgia. "They hailed from Uzushiogakure, also known as Uzu. The Uzumaki were renowned for their mastery of Fuinjutsu, the art of sealing, and were blessed with unbelievable life force and chakra."

Naruto listened, his eyes wide with wonder. He had never known of his clan or its legacy.

"Your mother," Hiruzen continued, reaching for an old photograph on his desk, "was the last Uzumaki in Konoha. Her name was Kushina Uzumaki."

He slid the photograph across the desk to Naruto. The picture showed a woman with bright red hair, vibrant and long, cascading down her back like a fiery waterfall. Her eyes, a striking shade of blue, seemed to sparkle with life and determination. She wore a warm smile, one that seemed to reach out from the photograph, touching Naruto's heart.

Naruto stared at the photograph, a wave of emotions washing over him. This was his mother – a connection to a past he had never known.

Hiruzen allowed Naruto a moment to absorb the image of Kushina before continuing. "The Uzumaki were remarkable in another way. They were the only clan capable of having the Kyuubi, the Nine-Tailed Fox, sealed within them. This practice is known as Jinchuriki, or the power of human sacrifice."

Naruto's gaze shifted from the photograph back to Hiruzen, a sense of disbelief creeping in. "Jinchuriki?" he echoed, the word foreign yet heavy with meaning.

"Yes," Hiruzen affirmed. "Bijuu, like the Kyuubi, cannot be destroyed. To keep them contained, they were sealed in humans. This was done to maintain balance between the villages, distributing their immense power."

He paused, his expression turning somber. "Your mother, Kushina, was the last Jinchuriki of the Kyuubi. She died on the night you were born, a result of complications from the sealing and childbirth."

Naruto felt his world tilt, the revelation hitting him like a tidal wave. His mother, an Uzumaki, the last Jinchuriki of the Kyuubi...

"The Fourth Hokage," Hiruzen continued, his voice low, "was left with no choice but to seal the beast in the only vessel remaining after its release during the attack on Konoha. That vessel... is you, Naruto Uzumaki. You are the Jinchuriki of the Kyuubi no Kitsune."

The room spun around Naruto as he tried to process the information. He was the Jinchuriki of the Nine-Tails, the very creature that had terrorized Konoha and taken so many lives, including his own parents'.

"This is why you have always had an abundance of chakra, Naruto, and why controlling it has been such a challenge for you," Hiruzen explained gently. "The presence of the Kyuubi's chakra within you has made it difficult to harness your own."

Naruto sat in stunned silence, the pieces of his life's puzzle finally coming together in a picture he could never have imagined. The reason behind the villagers' fear and animosity towards him, his exceptional chakra, the struggles with control – it all stemmed from the Kyuubi sealed within him.

Hiruzen watched Naruto, his eyes filled with empathy. "I know this is a lot to take in, Naruto. But know this – you are not the Kyuubi. You are a brave, strong young man who has already overcome so much. Your journey is your own, and your destiny is not defined by the Kyuubi."

Naruto, still grappling with the revelation, looked at the photograph of his mother, then back at the Third Hokage. A whirlwind of questions, fears, and newfound truths swirled within him. This moment marked a new chapter in his life, one where he would have to reconcile his past, his identity, and his path forward as both Naruto Uzumaki and the Jinchuriki of the Kyuubi no Kitsune.

Still reeling from the staggering revelations about his lineage and the Kyuubi, Naruto managed to gather his thoughts enough to address the original reason for his visit. "So, uh, about the exam?" he asked hesitantly, his voice a mix of uncertainty and hope.

Hiruzen chuckled softly, a knowing twinkle in his eye. "Interestingly, both Shikaku Nara and Hiashi Hyuuga have already petitioned me for an exemption on your behalf," he said, puffing on his pipe as he watched Naruto's expression turn to one of surprise.

"But," Hiruzen continued, "I don't believe that's quite fitting for you. I think a makeup test should more than suffice."

He rose from his seat and disappeared into an adjoining room, returning moments later with a large, ornate scroll. Naruto recognized it immediately – it was the legendary Scroll of Seals, an item of immense importance and power.

"This is the Scroll of Seals," Hiruzen said, laying it before Naruto. "Your task is to learn the first jutsu listed in this scroll by tomorrow morning. Succeed, and you'll graduate."

Naruto's heart pounded with a mixture of excitement and anxiety. He reached out tentatively and touched the scroll. As his fingers made contact, a window popped up in his vision, startling him:

**Skill Absorbed:**

- Shadow Clone Jutsu: 100/1000

- Shadow Shuriken Jutsu: 100/1000

- Mutually Multiplying Explosive Tags: 100/1000

- Edo Tensai - Prerequisites Not Met

- Hirashin - Prerequisites Not Met

- Shiki Fuin - Prerequisites Not Met

- Infinite Darkness - Prerequisites Not Met

Naruto's eyes widened in disbelief. His Gamer ability had absorbed multiple skills from the scroll in an instant. Among them was the Shadow Clone Jutsu, a more advanced version of the very technique that had eluded him for so long.

Hiding his shock, Naruto focused on the task at hand. Concentrating his chakra, he performed the hand signs he had just learned. "Kage Bunshin no Jutsu!" he exclaimed. In a puff of smoke, two clones appeared beside him, each a perfect replica.

Hiruzen examined the clones closely, his expression shifting from curiosity to satisfaction. "Impressive, Naruto. To master the Shadow Clone Jutsu on your first try, and with such precision..."

Naruto looked at his clones, a feeling of triumph washing over him. His journey at the academy, filled with struggles and challenges, had led him to this moment of success.

"Very well then, Naruto," Hiruzen said with a warm smile. "Congratulations on becoming a Genin. Report for your team assignment in the morning."

As Naruto left the Hokage's office, the scroll tucked safely under his arm, he felt a surge of pride and excitement. He had overcome the odds, proven himself, and unlocked abilities he had never imagined possible. The revelation of his heritage and the burden of the Kyuubi weighed on him, but in that moment, Naruto Uzumaki felt ready to face whatever the future held.

With newfound skills, a clearer understanding of his past, and a Konoha headband resting on his forehead, Naruto stepped into the night, his heart full of dreams and determination. The next chapter of his journey was just beginning, and he couldn't wait to see where it would take him.

In the stillness of his apartment, Naruto lay in bed, his eyes fixed on the photograph of Kushina Uzumaki, his mother. The revelation of his lineage, his burden as the Kyuubi Jinchuriki, and the truth about his parents weighed heavily on his young shoulders. The room was silent, but his mind was a tumult of emotions and thoughts.

He turned his gaze towards the ceiling, contemplating his future team at the academy. Who would he be paired with? Would they understand the journey he had been through? The questions swirled in his mind, unanswered.

His thoughts then drifted to the new jutsu he had acquired. His Gamer interface had now segregated them into a separate tab, distinct from his skills. He pondered over the Shadow Clone Jutsu, marveling at its potential. The ability to create perfect clones, each sharing his chakra equally, opened up new avenues for training and combat. The return of chakra from the dispelled clones was an added bonus, a tactical advantage he looked forward to utilizing.

The Kage Shuriken Jutsu, while simpler, still fascinated him. The cost of 2CP per kunai or shuriken seemed a small price for the strategic edge it provided.

But it was the Mutually Multiplying Explosive Seals that truly intrigued and somewhat unnerved him. Tied to his Fuinjutsu skill, the jutsu allowed him to create explosive tags directly from his skin, costing him both chakra and a bit of his health. The sensation was uncomfortable, a reminder of the power and risk inherent in the jutsu.

Amidst these reflections, Naruto realized he had unlocked the Basic Ninjutsu: Intermediate Skill, which had immediately progressed to 100/500. His growth as a ninja was evident, but so were the new challenges and responsibilities that came with it.

Most significantly, the mysterious "?" in his Special Modifiers had been replaced by "Kyuubi Jinchuriki" and "Uzumaki Heritage." These labels brought clarity but also a deeper understanding of his unique strengths and the challenges he faced. The immense chakra reserves and difficulty in control were now contextualized, a part of his heritage as an Uzumaki and the Jinchuriki of the Kyuubi.

Naruto's eyes returned to the photograph of Kushina. In her, he saw not just a face from the past, but a connection to a history he was only beginning to understand. He was the legacy of two remarkable lineages, and with this knowledge came a renewed sense of purpose.

As the night deepened, Naruto lay there, a young ninja at the cusp of a new chapter in his life. His journey had been unlike any other's, marked by trials and revelations that had shaped him in profound ways. He was Naruto Uzumaki, the Kyuubi Jinchuriki, the last of the Uzumaki in Konoha, and a budding ninja with dreams as vast as the night sky. With each passing moment, he was growing, not just in skill, but in understanding of who he was and what he was meant to be.