
by Thierry_Scott
I died in a hospital bed, a prisoner in a body that never worked. My only escape was the world of Naruto: a story of a boy who never gave up. I opened my eyes to the roar of a demon fox, the tears of a red-haired woman, and the final, sealing glow from a man in a white coat. I was reborn not as a spectator, but as the vessel. I am Naruto Uzumaki. The village sees a monster. I feel the cage of a seal burning on my stomach, and the primordial hatred of the Nine-Tails howling in my mind. But I also hear a chime in the darkness of my new soul: [System Initialized. Welcome, Host.] I have the memories of a dying fan and the cursed power of a Jinchuriki. Now, I have a quest log for a life, a shop that trades in changed fates, and a simple, burning goal born from a past where I could barely breathe: This time, I will not just survive. I will live. And I will become so powerful that no one — not a village, not an organization, not even the gods — can ever take this second chance from me. This is not his story anymore. It’s mine. *** The NARUTO Universe and all its characters belong to their respective owners. I don't own anything except for my OC. Also this is not a translation. *** EXTRA TAG: #GENIUS #DARK #ACTION #KINGDOM_BUILDING #MATURE #SLOWPACED
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