Namit woke up the next day for the same reason Mamit had woken up the previous day.
'Fucking voices in my head.'
"No need to start swearing at the start of the day." [Amit]
'Good morning sleeping beauty.' [Mamit]
He could feel the smirk in his counterparts' faces.
'Why did you have to wake me up? I was dreaming of something nice.' He grumbled.
"Well, we were discussing our plans and thought you might want to weigh in," Amit replied in a smug tone.
'I do want to weigh in, but you could've waited a bit. Ugh, whatever. What were you guys saying?'
"I think that Namit should stay on the down low. He's not an orphan that can do whatever without risking his family there. Maybe hover around and observe a bit from the sidelines." Amit started.
'And I think that that would be even more dangerous than actively joining in. I would be antagonizing both parties. Best to let them know of my intentions and defend against the enemy.' Mamit rationaled.
'Or you could just stay put. Live an easy worryless life with your family.' Namit replied.
'...I don't want to lose my parents to Thanos and worry for five years whether they will return.'
And that's the crux of the matter. Mamit felt unsafe. Namit could sympathize with that. He also felt unsafe here.
Also, in that situation, others would grieve and then move on. Not him. Mamit would keep thinking about when they would return. Whether he would see his parents and friends and family. Whether the Avengers would succeed.
So many things to worry about. It would tear him apart. At least in the Naruto verse, things were straightforward.....
Oh right, edo tensei and Rinne rebirth...
Sigh...
He had forgotten about those.
"Well, before that we need to think whether you would be able to get any super powers. If our hypothesis is true, then we should be able to share abilities as well, that means we should have access to the Ninja powersystem. As in Chakra and jutsus." Amit spoke.
'It should happen. I need to get to school and learn chakra manipulation before we can test it out.'
"So, how long till that happens?" Amit asked.
'Depends. I'm three at the moment. If I show talent, maybe at 6? Naruto enrolled at that age.'
'Speaking of Naruto, what timeline are you in? As in how far away from cannon are you?' Mamit asked.
'I'm two years older than Naruto. The Kyubi attack happened two years after my birth.' Namit replied.
"Hmmmmm....So, we have a two-year headstart."
'It's the perfect time, if I was older, maybe in Shisui's generation, I would've had to join in the third shinobi war probably.'
"Wait, Itachi and the Uchiha clan are alive at the moment, right?" Amit asked.
'Yeah, they are. I have thought about it, but I don't think I would be able to change much of anything.'
'....Is this guy stupid? Are we really that stupid?' Mamit asked.
"Well, no. He wants to keep canon intact. That's just an excuse." Amit replied.
'Okay fine. I want to keep the canon intact because I don't want Sasuke or Naruto to be weakened in any way. They are my safeguard for Kaguya and the other bullshit this world has to offer.' Namit justified.
"Uggghhh, so much is starting to make sense." Amit suddenly groaned though the comms.
'What do you mean?' Mamit asked.
"You wanna come clean Namit or will I have to expose you?" Amit gave a chance to Namit.
'I don't know what you're talking about.'
"You have given up," Amit stated.
'What?' Namit asked back.
"Don't deny it. When was this plan made?"
'Sigh, One year ago.'
Amit had caught on.
"You made the plan to do absolutely nothing when you realized you have no golden fingers or a good background. You're just gonna lay on the ground and take whatever Konoha throws at you in the safety brought by tortured child fighters."
'Sigh yeah.'
He could not deny it. That was his plan. He did not have the confidence in being able to fight in that grand stage where gods fought.
Or where children killed each other for older greedy cowardly men.
He didn't even have the confidence in being able to save clan whose only fault was being emotional and strong.
All the Amits understood where he was coming from.
They also understood something else as well.
'Man, you must feel guilty and lonely as hell.' Mamit simply stated.
They were the same after all.
In marvel, things were simple. There was no big constant escalation that happened in shonen stories.
He knew he didn't have to become a god to feel safe. He just had to be smart and keep an eye on things.
Having strength was useful, but not extremely necessary.
On the other hand, in Narutoverse, genins were cannon fodder. Chunins were disposable and Jonins were everywhere.
A person with no bloodline, money, political background, or special talent would find those three steps on a ladder extremely hard to step on.
Thinking of these things, Mamit suddenly had an idea as he looked at a map on the wall.
A map of the United States of America.
'Hey, Namit. You said your plan for the future was made when you were Two. You didn't have any special ability back then. So, that was a smart decision. But now you do have a special ability, don't you?
I think we should revise that plan a bit. And maybe my plan as well,' Mamit stated with a small confident smirk on his face.
"What's in your head?" Amit asked.
'It's simple, I live in the United States of America. And what are we known for?'
"Huh?....oh..OHHHHHHHH! DAYUM! THAT'S DIABOLICAL!" Amit blurted out before starting to laugh like a maniac.
'What the fuck are you assholes thinking?' Namit couldn't hold back any longer.
'Bro, the shonen verse is already lowering your IQ.' Mamit stated in a smug tone.
Meanwhile Amit was still laughing in the background.
'Spit it out already.'
'Ever heard of American Isekai?
Ho ho ho....'
Namit got it finally. And instantly got up from his bed.
'Oh, I get it now.
ku...hu hu hu...
HA HA HA HA HA'[NAmit]
"HA HA HA HA."[Amit]
'HA HA HA HA'[Mamit]
"HA HA HA, YES!
We can just spread DEMOCRACY ON this godforsaken land!!!
GUNS!!!!
THAT'S RIGHT!!!
HOW COULD I BE SO BLIND?"
It was as if a mental lock was opened in his mind. His suppressed brain was instantly activated and started to function in full capacity.
Hundreds of ideas started popping in his head.
Hundreds of ways he could take advantage.
He was a normal guy?
No, he was not.
'Oh Mamit, we are so bad.'
"I think your world is going to switch genre soon." Amit replied with a giddy tone.
'So, what's the plan now bitch!' Mamit replied with an equally giddy tone.