As I looked into the fog of colors that is light from my eyes. I couldn't help but feel a sense of annoyance? Maybe happiness? Perhaps it was a bit of arrogance from something I noted… I was now a baby.
As I looked at the blob of colors that was clearly my mother and father I couldn't help but try and figure out if this was a familiar world or if this was a completely different world, one that never existed in fiction.
I've read enough fan fictions to have my own conclusions. But I knew well enough that luck plays a big factor in this new life.
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Little did he know, much of his future was wished for before it even began.
As I opened my eyes shortly after I got shot for speaking snarkily towards the robber I couldn't help. It feel maybe a light feeling on my shoulders with no pressure I felt releaf. But as I looked at the god in front of me I frowned…
"Welcome, I'm your god. The grey god of existence. To sum it up, those who are my followers intentionally or not, will be reincarnated where is up to luck but your talents can clearly be selected by you".
"Hmm okay, what world?"
"Ah well, it's random but you got Naruto. This time."
"This time?"
"Mm well, as long as your soul continues to align with me and you don't have any time left in the world, you'll appear here once again, of course your first life will be refreshed in your mind so you will still be you. It's not exactly a clear concept I can convey using words you'll understand."
"Uhh okay, so I can pick my talents? In that case. I want my talents to be minato but better."
"Mm sure, well good luck, to bad you won't recall what you wished for but I think I can give you a hint."
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A few months passed and a few things became clear… my dad was either minato's twin or his brother. Because dispite the fourth being hokage. I spent a good amount of time eating dinner with him. By eating dinner I mean sitting and watching them eat.
As for my dad, while my eyes we're still blurry there was some clear resemblance. As for my mother she had black hair. I wasn't quite sure what her heritage was, maybe Uchiha? I would never know. As for my dad I'm assuming he has a similar heritage than me. One thing I also learned was I was actually a girl… my last life I was definitely a guy.
I dont exactly have a problem with that but I still found it a bit weird to think about but, well it's not like it's that weird but how will I perceive the different sex's might change it's hard to tell.
However I knew what was coming… while I didn't meet the red haired woman named kushina a single time, I had a feeling if I'm going to be reincarnated then it's likely I'll be in the same generation as the main cast of the world. While it's not 100% it's still far more likely that this is true.
So when I was in a quite comfortable bliss when suddenly I felt a heavy pressure I could hardly breath when only a moment later as I laid in my room with a lot of trouble breathing when I watched my father quickly enter the room only for my ceiling to suddenly be crushed a blur of wind pushing everything away as I began to feel nauseous from the tumbling I suddenly felt two warm arms catch me and begin to run.
It wasn't long before I passed out as I fought the urge to puke. As I came to I found myself looking up at my mother her brown eyes and black hair hanging behind her as she held me close. From what I could see those around me were civilians. My mother was clearly somewhat capable as a shinobi. I mean she caught me as I was tumbling through the air… but I had never seen her perform a mission.
I could clearly see her movement through and I was no different from a civilian at this point so she must have not graduated? I can't tell, probably never will.
Monkey ram boar tiger monkey boar ram lazy writing no jutsu time skip.
As I woke up I sat up and started by brushing my yellow and black streaked hair. As I looked in the mirror I glanced at my blue eyes that were almost as blue as lapis. As I looked at myself I gave a weary smile.
My name is Natsuaori Nara, well, I still remeber my father was clearly close to Namikaze. However ever since I learned Japanese, I've been called Nara. So I can't be 100% sure.
As I finished getting ready I headed down the hall and into the kitchen to see my mother already dressed with food already made.
"Natsuaori, finish eating and wash the dishes before you go train. Hmph the clan ninja still are still confused, you're so motivated unlike any Nara before."
"Hmph, it's obvious I'm clearly not pure blooded Nara, my hair and eyes at least give that much away. Not to mention my incompatible chakra to the clans jutsu."
I couldn't help but slightly pout. Dispite being a Nara clan member I had always struggled with the jutsu. In many ways I outclass even the clan heir, even my chakra reserves are way more superior my learning speed is no less my reaction time clearly triumphs even my strength and speed outclass Shikamaru, but I can't use the clan jutsu. I can but even with my vastly superior chakra and control my shadow moves slower and can't even move an eighth as much as his does.
As the weeks passed by and I continued to train I continued to exceed Shikamaru in everything except shogi and the clan hidden
Taijutsu, strength, speed, endurance, chakra control, chakra reserves, shuriken jutsu, even the basic three that I learned from the clan before even entering the academy I completed all three in the time it took Shikamaru to complete one. But the clan jutsu I could o to fall behind.
I couldn't help but go over this in my mind… clearly I'm no Nara… in name I am, I'm treated as part of the family but, clearly my chakra isn't aligned with shadows. The difficulty I have with shadows is… excessive. While I can perform the jutsu, it's a waste of my time.
As I arrived at the training ground an old woman was sitting in the shade nearby. Granny Saru. With tea and cookies next to her she sat in the gazebo at the center of the training field where she could oversee the training of the academy students of the clan.
While she may be disabled and dependent on the clan the clan has a job for everyone. Be it intelligence, management, training. The clan had plenty of jobs for clan members.
However as I was arriving and observing granny Saru. I suddenly heard her call my name.
"Natsuaori, come here I have something for you."
I immediately turned towards the center and standing in front of her she handed me some paper
"Chakra paper, you should know already from your lessons. So go ahead."
Following her guidance I injected a bit of chakra into the paper for it to instantly roughly rip in two as two distinct reactions happened. One side crumpled as the other became quite damp.
"Definitely not a Nara."
I quickly looked up to her when she sighed…
"It's not my place to say, talk to your mom. But don't waist your time with the clan technique. You have talent just not for that."
I slowly nodded when I went to begin my training but when it came to jutsu's I instead headed towards home to get cleaned up before I headed to the center of the clan Forrest, the same place the clan library is.
As I arrived at the library I headed towards the d rank elemental jutsu's, these consist of basic jutsu's like a water style jutsu that just slowly collects a small amount of water. Or a lightning touch jutsu, limited to a coating on two fingers that can slightly shock someone. Overall they're nothing more than cantrips at best.
As I glanced at the different low ranked jutsu I eventually