JustBr1an298

Not only was I born in a clan that has an expiration date and some kind of curse of hatred, I was also labeled as a prodigy on par with Itachi Uchiha, my distant cousin.

Looking back at the state of Konohagakure prodigies, you can figure out how happy I was. If it was up to me, I wouldn’t touch that can of worms. There is also the problem of Danzo lurking in the shadows, trying his damned best to ruin my day while counting the number of sharingan eyes he has like Scrooge Mcduck, ain’t that a lovely thought? He probably has like a dozen of them stored in some kind of medical vial to spam that overpowered reality altering jutsu.

So a reincarnation with no prior fighting experience needs to learn how to fight people who can probably wipe out entire cities on a whim, all in the timespan of about fifteen years, give or take. No pressure, Akari!

I hate my life already.

*Starts around six years or so before canon events.

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Volume 1