What can I say, it was a good day but not for too long as I died. How you may ask...It was the good old-fashioned accident.
I was crossing the road and boom..a truck came out of nowhere and hit me, the impact was so great that I felt my body being shattered and my soul leaving my body. It was a new experience and my last one.
And right now, I was in a line...a line to enter a single room from where no one came out, the line was not too long. Above the door [Reincarnation Center] was written in black bold letters.
The entire place was too bad to be heaven and too good to be hell. It was a large hallway with many doors where light of different colors that formed to be different species were in line. Noone talked with each other or rather they could not.
I had no mouth or a definite face for that matter, i could feel my hands but I could not move it, I was floating.
It was really weird.
...Time passed and I did not know how much but it passed and soon my turn came, just like the other floating weird lights or souls? I too phased right through the door and as if life came back to me...I was no longer floating; I could feel all my body parts, but I was still mixture of lights.
Infront of me, I could see a small child around seven with dark hair and deep blue color eyes which seemed to hold infinite wisdom stared at me. He was sitting on a comfortable looking chair with floating desk.
"Is this how you imagine a god?"
I shuddered, he had a clear and deep voice like a full-grown adult. Hell, his voice was deeper than mine.
"Are you the god?"
I was waiting for him to say yes even though I already knew the truth. Nature of us-the simple-minded humans.
"Yes, although I am not 'the' god but 'a' god"
Just as I was ready to kneel and pray. His deep voice resounded.
"No need"
And he continued, "Sit down"
Just as I was going to say where a chair materialized Infront of me. I am not even surprised.
I sat on the chair.
"So, what is going on?"
He did not answer and instead a wheel materialized in the desk, the wheel was small and there were infinite colors in there, like there were colors that did not exist and could not be described.
It was like a spin wheel in lotteries.
"Spin the wheel"
I obliged and spun the wheel.
In a blue screen in front of their it was [World Selected-N10101]
"Good luck"
...What?
And I faded away.
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It has been two years since I was reborn in this world, and I quickly found out where I was, A world which I once considered was fictional and Infront of my very eyes it was now a reality.
I do not know the time period, but I knew my clan...it was the Inuzuka Clan, I was not disappointed nor was I happy with it. They were the clan known for their use of ninken or ninja dogs. I had yet to receive mine as it was given on the member's third birthday.
I stood up from my crib, it was nighttime, and I looked around, I had my own room and there were no other humans present here, well except the large brown colored dog sleeping in the floor.
This was the ninken provided by the clan for my protection at night since I had no parents, my mother died after giving birth to me and my father had already been long dead before I was born.
I was currently raised by the clan, and they had decided to give me the house my parents owned along with other properties they had after I was four. It was an absurd thing to listen if I was in Earth but here, I could understand.
I stood up in my crib, everything looked huge. I placed myself in Lotus position and closed my eyes. My mind slowly became less aware of the surroundings as I closed my eyes, and my mind delved deep into my inner self.
I could feel it...Something supernatural in my stomach. It was the source of my energy and vigor. The energy travelled within my body, and I slowly tried to concentrate it in one place, but it dispersed.
I opened my eyes. I could feel the ninken-Bamaru staring at me. I could more or less perceive things in my surrounding.
I was pretty sure I would be Sensory Ninja.
I once again laid down on my bed.
"Sleep now Bamaru"
I ordered the ninken and just like always, it too closed its eyes.
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Just like that another two years had passed.
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Author's Note: Since the first few chapters were written way back, you will see significant rise in writing quality and also word counts per chapter.