When I woke up, everything was dark, I couldn't move and all I felt was a tightness in my chest.
But I still tried to move, which of course didn't work, I felt like my entire body was submerged in water.
As time went by, the tightness in my chest got stronger and stronger, making less air enter my lungs and in my last vestiges of consciousness I realized
"Oh, I'm going to die."
I spent a lot of time in the darkness after that, I couldn't move and I thought very slowly, I thought I was already dead and this was the afterlife, absolute silence, a comfortable warmth and my mind getting slower and slower.
I thought that if I were to continue like this for the rest of my eternity, I would understand why so many see it as eternal rest.
Even though I don't see, hear or feel anything, I don't feel bad, on the contrary I feel detached as if everything I lived was just a process and it ended now, that it was time to forget and start over.
But I can't, because I feel that if I let myself go, nothing will matter, everyone who matters to me and maybe even myself will no longer matter, I didn't want to forget.
And even though I'm childish, I believe that this old man may have this last selfish wish.
So I thought, even knowing that in the face of the eternity of death my memories would be futile, I still thought about them, remembered them, relived them and lived them again inside my head.
At first it was difficult, but maybe because I no longer have a body or for some other reason, I gradually built an album, an album in my mind.
Saving every moment of my life in it, over time just one small album wasn't enough, so I started creating more, a second album, a third, before I realized it I had an entire library.
A whole library of memories, of course I forgot many little things, but I also remembered many others, I kept many memories, I remembered the love and affection I received from my parents, as well as the happiness of seeing my son born.
I remembered the pain of losing my wife to old age, as well as the acceptance I had about her death, and most importantly, I remembered every conversation I had with her, in sickness and in health, in wealth and in poverty until death did us part.
And now, connecting us even after death, maybe it's a little cheesy but I'm the only one here so I'd like to name this library.
the same library that allowed me to keep the life of a simple man until his old age and inevitable death, his pains, losses, hopes and above all his love.
His love for others, for the world, for himself, for the losses, for the sadness and for the support he received after these losses and sadness, his love for life. That's what I name it.
"The Library of Eternal Love"
*3rd Person POV.*
In a wooden hospital in the newly founded village of the Leaf, the first child of Konohagakure is about to be born.
Representing the beginning of a generation no longer of war, not of battle and death, but of peace and prosperity.
Not that it mattered to Ayumi Sarutobi, for her this day was something much more important than the birth of a new generation of Konoha, it was the birth of her son.
Her first and only son, a miracle that survived even after an enemy blow to her womb.
"Come on Ayumi, you have to let him see the light of day!"
"Haaaaaa!!!! Come on!!"
Next to Ayumi in the birth is an elderly woman of over seventy years old, previously retired, but who came out of retirement to help the wife of the leader of the Sarutobi Clan give birth.
"I can already see the head, keep going, I'm pulling him!"
"Go!!!!!"
And with the last remnants of her strength, Ayumi Sarutobi gave birth.
"He's a beautiful little boy." The midwife said as she wrapped the baby in a clean, soft cloth.
"W-why isn't he crying?" Ayumi asked worriedly, knowing that a baby's crying usually represents health.
"Don't worry, I've already checked with my medical ninjutus and confirmed that the baby doesn't have any health problems." The old woman explained calmly.
"However, I couldn't find out why he doesn't cry, but I can assure you that it has nothing to do with his health." The old woman said with conviction in her voice as she handed the baby to Ayumi.
"Thank goodness." Ayumi whispered as she let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding, "my baby." She said with tenderness in her voice as she slowly and carefully ran her fingers over her son's soft, chubby cheeks.
The son immediately opened his little eyes and looked at his future mother with a surprising maturity in his eyes.
A maturity that shouldn't be in a baby's eyes, no, much less a baby, even an adult wouldn't have that look.
It's a shame that when the baby opened his eyes, Ayumi already had her eyes closed from exhaustion and was sleeping peacefully with a tender smile on her face.
And soon, the baby also slowly closed his eyes and went back to sleep.
*1st Person's POV, Hiruzen.*
I was born, it may seem a little strange after all my acceptance of my death, and the conviction of continuing eternity never forgetting my life.
But I won't complain, after all I was reborn with memories was probably because of my efforts.
I don't know if from the beginning black space was my mother's womb, or became the womb at some point in my death.
I'm more inclined to the first option, but I'm curious about why I didn't hear anything while I was in the womb, or perhaps I may have heard and confused with delusions to revive my memories.
Anyway, the fact is that I was reborn, and from what I'm seeing reborn in the drawing world I liked so much when I was younger.
The one from the ninja blond boy, what's the name? ... well doesn't matter, it's a ninja design.
Why do I think this? Very simple in fact, I am in a hospital made entirely of wood, no wood processed anymore as if a tree had been born and assumed this form alone.
Along with the strange green energy that I saw nurses here use occasionally in babies and even myself, and of course the main reason that my father is named me with the name of Hiruzen Sarutobi and even said something in Japanese saying Konoha at the end.
So either I am in a world with powers and a sense of nominations very similar to what I remember or I'm even in the drawing world.
For now I can not be sure of the time I am, but considering that there is nothing electric in this hospital something that exists in the drawing of the classic part, I assume I am before the main story.
Now I can find out where exactly, after all, even though the name of Hiruzen Sarutobi, I can have my name inspired by the third Hokage or something, especially being from the same clan.
So for now it is better not to be sure of anything, after all I do not want to disappoint with high expectations.
Returning to the subject of being a baby, there is not much that I can do while I am in a crib in the hospital, apparently I will have to stay here until it is confirmed that there is nothing wrong with me.
And only then can I go home, but at least I'm not bored, since I brought the library containing my memories with me.
What is curious and actually even gave me an idea that she was still her.
It is also the main reason I think I was in the womb from the beginning, the uterus is where souls probably have their memories forgotten.
And my determination to maintain them may have made it in line with my mother's chakra to create my album and more in front of the memories library.
Perhaps modifying my mental landscape, like the sewage that Naruto had, or perhaps creating my mental landscape in this way from the beginning.
Something probably impossible to replicate, after all I was just at the beginning of pregnancy, which means that for my mother's body I was still part of it that allowed me to use your chakra, and consequently create the library.
Of course, my mother probably assumed that it is normal for a baby to suck chakra and allowed me to do that, if I wouldn't probably not even be able to be born.
Creating a miracle, perhaps using a concept similar to Gaara's sand only more "mayor" so to speak, after all Gaara was his mother who did it while mine was me.
I even think his mother was only able to do what she did in her last moments of life because of the Ambelic Cord (not yet cut at the time) connecting her and Gaara, with the "love" written on the baby's forehead serving as A kind of seal that doesn't let the chakra out.
But it's just theories, and in the end I can't prove any of this, I can't even use chakra because a baby's body is too weak to produce it.
Why do I know all this? Because I have the whole design of the classic the fourth ninja frost inside my library.
Along with Dragonball, One Piece (including its incredible ending released in 2057), and several other anime of my childhood/adolescence, some even adulthood.
TOSS! TOSS!
Anyway, after rereading the chapters and really studying chakra's basic knowledge, I created this theory.
I even found that "record" what I'm seeing, feeling and thinking it has become a second nature for me, such as an album with all my memories of the emptiness/uterus and another of my birth so far being constantly updated.
I could stop this but I really liked this "automatic recording", after all one of my regrets is that I still have forgotten a lot of things.
Including my name on Earth and other information as the name of the protagonist of the drawing I reborn, his best friend he lives screaming the name and the pink -haired girl. Damn I forgot to the name from the drawing.
Entering my metal library, first give a wooden door like the wooden wood, with the words
"Library of Eternal Love" at the top of the door.
The youngest self would die of shame every time he saw that name, but the current self just feels a great pride for him.
Anyway I quickly enter the library and it is full of albums containing memories of my life, it may be right to call past life now.
Just like a real library the albums are due by sections and at the moment I am going to the Jutus section.
Where at the moment there is only the basic knowledge of chakra, the image of the chakra channels shown in the anime, the way training and mastering Rasengan including its variations.
Knowledge about wind chakra training, and chakra role reactions.
Of course I includes several jutsus shown in the anime, but most are just a shown of Chima and not how to learn or master.
The most complete is the fireball that the boy Uchida learned from his father at the beginning, and the dragon jutsu of water, which contains the seals of the hand explained in order in the anime.
The rest is unlikely to have something like that.
But I'm not here just to review this information, I'm also here to see what this library is done and everything I can do here.
However, clearly I couldn't find much, the best I confirmed was that it is in my soul, as it is impossible for a baby's brain to contain so much information.
And that it is not necessary to keep it, in fact I feel like it was natural to be there, perhaps the library consumes only what is needed to maintain and my recovery of mental energy is sufficient for constant activation.
Well, it has been for today, good night.