Robert's fingers drummed against his leg as he watched the spinning wheel, his heart pounding with a mixture of tension and excitement. as there different types of people he could spin and he didn't want of the people he spins to be evil or weak
"How long is this one going to take" Robert's ask as he tries to take his mind of the wheel but fails as he still watches the wheel seriously with the tension inside of him growing more
"Five minutes for each person, since your bloodline limit as been chosen i removed any body who didn't have fire powers so it will be easy to assimilate the bloodline into them while also shortening the number of people in the gacha resulting in the the shortened time"
Hearing what The R.O.B said the tension inside Roberts grew even more as he stared at the wheel knowing in five minutes time he will know who his first hero will be
The R.O.B noticing the Tension oozing out of Robert's decides to help him take his mind of the wheel "If I were you I would listen to what I'm saying as it is very important" The R.O.B says as his words manage to snap out of his trance and look at the R.O.B with a serious expression ready to listen to what the R.O.B says
"In the Naruto world I'm sending you to chakra has a more effective role on the body than it does in the anime. The chakra in the body affects the vitality of the body increasing the life span and strength of the ninja. So if a ninja has the chakra volume of a Jonin they could send a tree flying and live till 130 years and if they have the chakra of a Kage they could smash a boulder with their fist and can live up to 150- 200 years, so that will help you In case you want to see how your clan affects the whole Naruto world" The R.O.B says giving Roberts the law of the new Naruto world not missing any details
Roberts first pondered what the R.O.B. had said, realizing that not many things would change or deviate from the original storyline. A small smile tugged at his lips as the tension ebbed away. Naruto was his and his daughter's favorite character - the blonde ninja's bright and funny attitude had helped lift their spirits through many tough times, especially after the devastating loss of Roberts' wife. Her demise had affected him deeply, so the prospect of meeting his former emotional support filled Roberts with happiness.
"I have a question," Robert said, momentarily forgetting about the spinning wheel as a thought occurred to him. He turned to the R.O.B., eyebrows furrowed slightly. "This thing that's been bothering me..." He paused, carefully considering how to phrase his query.
"My clan members, what are they going to remember? And the heroes I'm summoning, will they remember their lives in their original worlds?" Robert asked, the seriousness of his question sinking in.
Robert's question hung in the air for a moment as the R.O.B. considered how to respond. Finally, it spoke up in its robotic tone.
"An astute query. For your clan members, their memories and histories will be molded based on the parameters you set when designing their lineage. You could opt for them to have rich backstories, personalities, and bonds already formed between them. Or they could begin as blank slates, their minds unwritten novels for you to author."
Robert furrowed his brow, mulling over the implications. A ready-made clan steeped in lore and drama? Or a true tabula rasa he could shape from the ground up? Each option held its own intriguing potential.
(A/n: tabula rasa, in epistemology (theory of knowledge) and psychology, a supposed condition that empiricists have attributed to the human mind before ideas have been imprinted on it by the reaction of the senses to the external world of objects. John Locke. Latin: "scraped tablet"—i.e., "clean slate")
"As for the heroes you summon," the R.O.B. continued, "They are not the original individuals themselves, but rather identical copies imbued with the same skills, abilities and personalities as their counterparts."
The R.O.B. paused for a moment, as if carefully choosing its next words. "However, they will be transposed into this new reality without access to the prime power sources from their original realms. Devil Fruits, Zanpakutō, and any other metaphysical fonts of power will be stripped away."
Robert felt his chest tighten slightly at this revelation. To meet facsimiles of his favorite heroes was already a mind-bending concept. But for them to be robbed of the very abilities that made them legendary? It felt almost...diminishing, in a way.
(A/N: Facsimiles:an exact copy, especially of written or printed material.)
"But fear not," the R.O.B. quickly added, as if sensing Robert's apprehension. "In this world, their natural talents and combat prowess will be amplified by the rules governing chakra. A powerful hero may find themselves outmatched only by the most elite Kage-level ninja. Their skills will be quite formidable."
Robert nodded slowly, mulling over this information. Copies of the heroes, visually and mentally intact...but altered to fit the supernatural laws of this new universe. It was a fascinating, if complicated, proposition.
Just when Roberts was still pondering what the R.O.B said the Wheel stops and the face of the wheel turns black before the picture of a young adult of tall stature and lean-muscular build. He had long bright yellow hair with red streaks akin to flames along with two shoulder-length bangs and two chin-length bangs on the side of his head, black forked eyebrows, and golden eyes that fade to red with white pupils. This was Kyojuro Rengoku a hero in the world of demon slayer he is the embodiment of selflessness and heroism never giving up even in his death, and he strong to managing to get the title of flame hashira this could be said the most perfect person that Roberts wanted in his clan
Robert felt the air leave his lungs as the wheel ground to a halt, Kyojuro Rengoku's fierce yet noble visage materializing before him. The Flame Hashira's golden eyes seemed to bore straight through him, burning with an intensity that made Robert's heart swell with admiration.
"Rengoku..." he murmured, awestruck. Of all the heroes he could have hoped for, to be graced with this selfless paragon of heroism and unwavering tenacity first was surely an auspicious start.
"An exemplary choice," the R.O.B.'s tinny voice chimed in. "Rengoku's prowess as a Demon Slayer will translate formidably to this world's chakra-fueled abilities. His mastery over the flames may manifest as advanced Fire Style ninjutsu."
Robert nodded, his mind already racing with the possibilities. Rengoku's soul-burning fire-breathing technique somehow reborn as incendiary chakra-based attacks? The thought made his breath catch.
"So have you decided which timeline you are going to put him in?" The R.O.B's question snapped Robert out of his reverie about potential clan members, his mind quickly re-focusing.
Robert furrowed his brow, considering the implications. "You mean like which specific point in the Naruto storyline? During the original series, Shippuden, or some other era?"
Placing such an extraordinary hero like Rengoku into the Narutoverse opened up several intriguing possibilities in Robert's mind. Each major time period had its own merits and narrative potential.
The R.O.B gave a curt nod. "Precisely. Your hero's arrival could tip major events in unforeseen ways. The timeline you choose is pivotal."
After 30 seconds of thinking, Robert finally said, "I will put him in the Minato timeline. He could eventually brighten Kakashi up with his sunny attitude, and maybe even help Obito so he doesn't get crushed by that boulder. I wonder how that will affect Madara's plan.
"Very well, it is done I have integrated the Clans bloodline into him and have designated him to be born in the minato timeline, let's keep going" The R.O.B says as he snaps his fingers causing the wheel to spin again but this time Roberts was watching the wheel with anticipation not tension as he waits to see who will show up on the wheel