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The boy raised an eyebrow. "Oh! Interesting choice. You've chosen a mid-to-high level world. That place is… familiar. One of my creations, Shiba Ōtsutsuki, stole a sliver of my power and used it to shape that universe."
He frowned, a rare crack in his otherwise calm demeanor. "That theft… was a nuisance," he muttered.
I froze. Shiba Ōtsutsuki? Who was that? I'd never even heard of him. All I knew was that Kaguya Ōtsutsuki was the final boss in Naruto. What kind of story wasn't I told?
The boy stood again and extended his hand toward the cosmos. "Let's see. Hm… there's currently a branch clan member of the Ōtsutsuki terrorizing the ninja world. That'll make things interesting. Very well, I'll send you to the Naruto world."
I felt a sudden pang of regret. If I had known this was going to be that complicated, maybe I would've picked a slice-of-life world. But it was too late now.
"There's no point crying over it," I told myself. "I just need to survive. But if I'm going into that world, I'll need something… powerful. A cheat. No, several cheats."
The boy looked at me, amused, as if he could read my thoughts. "You get to choose one special ability. Choose wisely, because the world you've picked is not forgiving."
I took a breath and began thinking seriously. What kind of ability would keep me alive in the Naruto world? Something beyond chakra, something that could rival Ōtsutsuki…
The choices were endless—and terrifying.
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Asher's POV:
Firstly, I need a good balance between offense, defense, and escape ability. I'm not walking into a world of chakra monsters and warlords with only hope and vibes. Strategy is my edge. If I mess this up now, I may as well throw myself off a cliff the second I open my eyes as a baby.
I rule out being clanless immediately. That's a death sentence unless I'm given something insane like Truth-Seeking Orbs in diapers.
Hyuga? No. It's too rigid. Byakugan is strong, sure, but its evolution path is too narrow. Tenseigan requires crazy conditions, and I'm not about to deal with that cursed Caged Bird Seal nonsense in the branch family. Freedom matters. I won't be a tool.
Senju? Tempting. They were once legends. But if you take Hashirama out of the picture, what's left? A bunch of above-average shinobi with solid chakra reserves. Even Tobirama, for all his brilliance, was just a tactical genius with water style. Nothing game-breaking. No, I need a bloodline that grants power, not just history.
Uchiha... Yeah. That's the one.
They call their eyes "the mirror of the soul." As melodramatic as that sounds, I know it's true. Sharingan, Mangekyō, Eternal Mangekyō, and beyond... Their path is brutal, but it rewards power. The chakra consumption is rough, but that can be solved—tailed beasts, chakra batteries like the Ryūmyaku, even the Dragon Vein from the Land of Wind. Resources exist if I'm smart.
But when to be born?
Naruto-era? No time to grow. By the time I get good, the main events will already be in motion—and Itachi's massacre is a looming time bomb. Plus, with all the god-tier players around, I'd just be background noise.
Warring States Era? Now that's different. It's bloody, merciless, and horrifying… but it's also an opportunity. Uchiha kids were thrown onto the battlefield at three years old. I'd either die fast or become a battle-hardened prodigy. If I can survive, I'll be sharper than anyone in peacetime.
I stare at the boy. His expression hasn't changed—still watching me with mild interest, like I'm a fish deciding which tank to jump into.
"Can I choose when to be born? Clan? And powers?" I ask, cautious but determined.
He yawns and waves a hand. "Whatever," he says like it's the most boring request ever made.
Relief. Now the real game begins.
I settle on the Uchiha clan, born during the Warring States era, before Madara and Hashirama reach their peak. It's going to be hell. But if I survive, I'll rise as a legend.
Now, eye powers.
I already know the first: Kakuritsugan (確率眼)—The Probability Eye. It sounds subtle, but it's deadly. It allows me to twist fate in my favor, turning near misses into hits and deathblows into glancing scratches. With this, I can navigate combat like a chessboard where I always move first.
But I also need a solid escape. Obito's Kamui turned him into a literal ghost—facing down Minato, slipping through attacks, even dancing in front of the Rinnegan.
I choose Saigengan (再現眼)—The Recall Eye. A temporal checkpoint ability. I can create a "save state" and revert to it when needed. Perfect for clutch escapes or undoing mortal mistakes. Like rewinding my own death.
I speak clearly, trying to keep my voice level despite my pounding heart.
"I want to be reborn into the Uchiha clan, during the Warring States era. My eye powers: Kakuritsugan and Saigengan. And I want to avoid the blindness drawback."
The boy finally says with same bored look. "The powers are... interesting. You've thought this out well," he says. "But no can do on avoiding blindness. Not unless you reach the EMS. That's just how the universe works."
I sigh, expected it. No problem. "Then I would like a Sage Body instead. I'll take the burden of the eyes if I have the stamina to carry them."
He grins.
For a moment, silence.
Then—a flick of his finger.
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A burst of light erupts from his fingertip, more soundless than deafening. It strikes me like lightning and yet feels like warm water. I feel my soul stretch—pulling away from the void, unraveling and weaving into something new.
I don't get to say goodbye. Not that I have anyone to say goodbye to.
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