Minato, along with Hiashi and Fugaku, the leaders of the Hyuga and Uchiha clans, arrived at the orphanage where the babies were being cared for. They were there to ensure that the babies, all of whom carried either the Byakugan or Sharingan, were not artificially implanted and naturally born with it. As they walked through the halls of the orphanage, they carefully searched for the room where the babies were being kept. The air was calm, filled with the soft coos and gentle noises from the infants.
After some searching, they found the room. Inside, the babies were lying on soft mats, playing with their tiny hands and feet, wide-eyed and curious about the world around them. The caretakers smiled gently as they looked after the children, feeding those who were hungry and carefully cleaning or tending to them as needed. The babies seemed content, unaware of the important eyes watching over them.
Minato's expression softened as he watched the babies. He couldn't help but think of his own child, who would be born in just a month. The thought made him smile, and for a moment, he imagined his own baby playing just like these children. After one last glance at the babies, Minato turned to Hiashi and Fugaku, nodding to signal that it was time for them to begin their inspection.
Hiashi, the leader of the Hyuga clan, activated his Byakugan, his eyes glowing with pale veins as he scanned each of the five babies thoroughly. His gaze was intense, making sure to check if any of the babies had been tampered with, ensuring that none of them had been artificially implanted with the Byakugan. He carefully inspected their chakra pathways, looking for any irregularities.
After taking his time to thoroughly inspect each baby, Hiashi sighed in relief. All the babies were born with the Byakugan naturally, which meant there were no signs of foul play. However, his attention remained fixed on one baby in particular. This child was different—he had both the Byakugan and Sharingan. This rare combination piqued Hiashi's curiosity, and he continued to scan the child even more deeply, probing every detail of his chakra network.
His eyes widened in surprise at what he found.
Minato noticed Hiashi's reaction and spoke, his tone somber, "He's the only one who survived with both the Sharingan and Byakugan. All the other babies like him didn't make it. When they were removed from the containers they were held in, they started crying and wiggling, and we tried everything to help them. My team used medical ninjutsu, but the moment they came into contact with chakra, their bodies either burst or turned to stone. This baby is the only one who survived, but I don't know how much longer he'll be able to live." Minato's voice grew quiet, and he gazed at the baby with sadness in his eyes.
Hiashi, still focused on the child, responded, "I'm not surprised that the others didn't survive. But what truly amazes me is that this baby has already awakened his Sharingan—and he's not even a week old."
Fugaku, the Uchiha clan leader, was taken aback by Hiashi's words. "That's impossible," he said, his voice filled with disbelief. "A newborn baby can't awaken the Sharingan. Let me see for myself." His Sharingan eyes flared to life, glowing red as he focused on the baby. He carefully examined the child, confirming that Hiashi was indeed correct. The baby had awakened his Sharingan, something Fugaku found almost impossible to believe.
As an Uchiha, Fugaku knew how difficult it was to awaken the Sharingan. Most members of his clan could only do so after experiencing strong emotions, often traumatic ones. And yet, here was a day-old baby with the Sharingan already activated. It shook Fugaku to his core, flipping everything he knew about his clan's bloodline on its head. His shock was visible as he stepped closer to the baby, his instincts telling him to investigate further. He began to raise his hand, intending to use his chakra to probe the baby's energy more deeply.
But before Fugaku could go any further, Minato quickly stepped in, his expression turning serious. "Don't touch the baby with chakra. It might kill him, just like the others," he warned sharply.
Fugaku blinked and quickly withdrew his hand, realizing the danger. "I apologize," he said sincerely. "I got caught up in the moment after seeing the Sharingan already awakened. I wasn't thinking."
Minato nodded in understanding. He knew Fugaku's reaction came from shock rather than carelessness.
Hiashi, now that the interruption was over, continued his earlier thought. "Even though the baby's Sharingan has awakened, he won't be able to use it. His chakra nodes are completely out of balance. They're not supporting either his Sharingan or his Byakugan. It's a miracle he's still alive at all, considering how messed up his chakra points are."
Minato, looking troubled, began to ask, "Is there anything we can do to help—"
Hiashi shook his head, cutting Minato off. "No, there's nothing I can do. If I even slightly touch him with my chakra, it will be too much for his body to handle. He'll explode and die."
The room fell into a heavy silence as the reality of the situation sank in. After some more discussion, they agreed that there was nothing more they could do for the child at this time. They finished checking the rest of the babies and confirmed that each one had naturally inherited either the Byakugan or Sharingan. Satisfied that the children were safe and that nothing had been artificially altered, the three leaders made a promise not to harm the babies in any way.
With their work done, Minato, Hiashi, and Fugaku spoke for a short while longer before quietly leaving the orphanage, their minds heavy with the knowledge of the unique child they had just seen.
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As the three adults—Minato, Hiashi and fugaku—-talked about the baby. Kira, the baby himself was slowly waking up from a nap.
The baby had jet-black hair on his tiny head, smooth pale skin, and two differently colored eyes: his right eye was as black as his hair, and his left eye was a light purple-gray. His chubby cheeks and small, cute hands and legs moved around as if trying to grab something. This baby was none other than Kira, who had been reincarnated into this world.
When Kira opened his eyes and looked around, he felt confused. He tried to move, but quickly realized that he couldn't control his body. His hands and legs moved on their own, and when he looked at them, he saw small, baby-like limbs. Seeing this, he was shocked. He then started to remember his previous life—how he had died on Earth, entered a dark, endless space where he wandered for what felt like forever, and then saw a mysterious screen that offered him three wishes.
After making his wishes, he woke up in this new world, only to experience intense pain all over his body. He had cried, hoping the pain would stop, and eventually fell unconscious once the pain subsided.
As these memories flooded back, Kira began to calm himself down, piecing together what had happened. He realized that he had been reincarnated into a new world. Just as he was collecting his thoughts, he heard a mechanical female voice in his head.
'NOTICE: YOUR REINCARNATED IN THE WORLD OF NARUTO FROM YOUR MEMORIES. AND ALL THE DATA MATCHES WITH THE PEOPLE AROUND YOU.'
He wasn't shocked or startled like most people would be when they hear a mechanical voice in their head. He knew exactly what it was. This wasn't some random system—it was the skill he had created using two of his wishes when he was in that dark place.
Back in that endless void, he had been given the chance to make three wishes. Without any hesitation, he made his first wish, one he had dreamed about countless times while he was alive. In all those dreams, he made the same decision every time.
His logic was simple: no matter what he reincarnated as—a monster, demon, angel, insect, hero, villain, or even a talentless human—he could grow stronger with this one wish.
So, he wished for a skill of his own creation. Inspired by the AI he admired from that one slime anime, he designed the skill exactly how he wanted. It had been an obsession of his while he was alive, something he always dreamed of having. He poured his heart and soul into the creation, shaping the skill to his every desire.
To ensure its permanence, he even used his own soul as material, so the skill would be bound to him for eternity. In the end, the skill required two of his three wishes, and he didn't hesitate to accept the cost. He had no regrets—this was how much he wanted the skill to exist.
Skill name: WISDOM CORE
Sub skills:
1). Thought acceleration:- it depends on your mental and body strength how fast the thoughts can be accelerated.
2). Parallel operations:- it depends on your mental strength how many parallel operations can be done.
3). Analysis and Assess:- it can analyse and assess anything you touch or in certain distance or with the help of your sharingan and byakugan senses.
4). Adaptation:- it helps you to understand and adapt to your surrounding environment faster.
5). Quantum manipulation:- it can manipulate things at quantum level.
6). Recorder:- it can record everything in your senses range.
7). All of creation:- it allows you to comprehend anything as long as you have understanding of it and it is perceivable to you
8). Synthesis and Separation:- It combin's two or more objects and separate the inherent properties of objects.
9). Storage space:- it contains ten meter square space in your soul. Note:- 1. only non living things can be stored. 2. Storage space grows as the user grows stronger. 3. It can isolate harmful things.
10). Abnormal conditions nullification:- It protects mind and soul. It also nullifies all kind of mental attacks, poison, illusions etc….
This was the skill he created after using two of his wishes. Some might argue that it wasn't worth two wishes, and he could see their point. However, what made it truly valuable was how the skill functioned. It wasn't an active skill; instead, it was a passive one that operated autonomously, responding to his needs.
The skill had the ability to learn, adapt, and evolve in real time alongside him, much like the artificial intelligence in that slime novel he loved. It assisted him in countless ways without requiring any form of currency or activation, unlike systems in other stories.
Most importantly, this skill was perfectly fused with his soul. If anyone—whether a higher being or another entity—tried to examine his soul, they wouldn't find anything unusual or any attachment. It was seamlessly integrated, becoming an intrinsic part of who he was.