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"Wooo!!! You can do it, Kakashi!"
"Yeahhhh…"
"Kakashi!"
Cheers and shouts surrounded me. Confused, I blinked at the scene in front of me. My vision cleared, and I found myself watching a fight—a fight I instantly recognized.
It was that fight.
Kakashi vs. Obito, young and brimming with energy, going at each other's throats. Their moves, their punches, everything felt so vivid, so real.
'Hmm, what a good dream to have,' I thought to myself, smirking. I had to admit, my brain outdid itself this time. The 2-D visuals I once loved had transformed into a vivid 3-D experience.
'Heh… what a masterpiece,' I mused, relishing every moment of the clash.
Obito was starting to falter.
His movements were getting sloppy, and Kakashi, ever the prodigy, seized the advantage. Just as I remembered, Kakashi used the body replacement technique to outwit Obito, delivering the final blow to claim victory.
The other kids cheered as they swarmed around Kakashi, mostly girls. Obito, on the other hand, lay slumped on the ground, his gaze fixed elsewhere.
Curious, I followed his line of sight and saw him staring at Rin, who stood among the cheering crowd.
"Ahh, man… unrequited love is such a dry mirage in the middle of a desert," I muttered aloud, shaking my head at the familiar sight.
"What the hell are you talking about?" a voice said from beside me, startling me.
"Huh?!" I turned to see a boy standing uncomfortably close, his hand on my shoulder. He had plain black hair, brown eyes, and a forgettable face that screamed "background character."
"Hey, Satoru, are you okay?" he asked, his expression a mix of concern and confusion.
"Hmm." I gave a noncommittal nod, my brain too preoccupied to care.
I blinked. My vision started to blur, replaced by a soft, glowing blue light. Narrowing my eyes, I focused on the source. My heart skipped a beat.
"Hey, are you seeing this?" I asked, my voice quieter than before.
The boy's expression shifted into one of disbelief. "Are you getting dumber? There's nothing here, you idiot," he snapped.
"No, seriously, look—"
"Look where?!" he cut me off, throwing his arms in the air. "You've been acting weird all day. Maybe Asuma smacking your head earlier knocked something loose."
I barely registered his words. My thoughts churned as I pieced things together. This wasn't a dream. This was something else entirely.
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After much persuasion (and some pointed insults), I finally made my way home.
The so-called "home" was a cramped, single-room apartment in a building known among the kids as "orphan rooms." Fitting, I guessed.
I fumbled with the keys in my bag, unlocked the door, and stepped inside. Dropping my bag by the entrance, I flopped onto the creaky bed, staring at the ceiling.
And there it was again, a glowing blue screen, floating in the air above me.
"How the hell did I even get here?" I muttered, the reality of my situation sinking in. My mind raced as I tried to recall my last memories.
The last thing I remembered was sparring with a friend—an MMA fighter about to go pro. Had I… died?
"Did I really die while fighting?" The thought hit me like a truck.
One thing was clear: this wasn't my old life anymore. This was a transmigration. How? Why? No idea.
"Wait… my face!" I shot up, running to the small bathroom. I flipped the switch and stared into the mirror.
"YESSSSSSS!!!" I shouted, fists pumping in the air.
I couldn't believe it. The reflection staring back at me wasn't just decent, it was amazing. A solid 8 or 9 out of 10, easy. No scars, no imperfections. I had won the genetic lottery.
But something clicked in my brain. The white hair. The piercing blue eyes.
"No way…" I whispered, leaning closer. "This is Gojo Satoru's face! What the fu—"
I stumbled back, shaking my head. This was real. This was happening.
Collapsing onto the bed, I turned my attention to the blue screen, carefully reading every detail.
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Status Screen:
Name: Satoru Kenji (Kalki Bhati)
Age: 9 (17)
Stats:
[Constitution: D-] [Strength: D+] [Chakra: E+] [Agility: D] [Mind: E- → C]
Abilities:
[Kekkei Genkai: None (Six Eyes)] [Affinity: Fire, Space]
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"No golden finger, huh?" I sighed, processing the information.
"Am I the main character or some side extra? No OP powers, no cheat systems. Just… this."
I stared at the words "Six Eyes." My heart raced. If this was truly the power I thought it was, then maybe, just maybe, I had a shot in this world.
For now, though, I had no plan. Only questions.
And one thing was certain: life in this world was about to get a whole lot more interesting.