In a small room, a boy who appeared to be around ten years old slowly opened his eyes.
"Where am I?"
"Where is this place?" After scanned his surroundings, he noticed that everything was completely different from his previous bedroom.
"My head is a complete mess! No, it feels like my brain is about to explode!"
Then, as if struck by a sudden realization, his expression changed drastically.
"I am Makoto Ito..?"
"Konoha?....Hokage?....And demon fox boy?" Ito Makoto's eyes widened in shock.
"Is this some kind of prank? But what are these strange things in my head?"
"Holy shit! Why am I smaller?! Did I really transmigrate? And into the world of Naruto?" He then examined his hands and feet and exclaimed in shock.
"This is ridiculous! Everyone knows that transmigraters either die unexpectedly or have some sort of accident! But I didn't do anything! I just went to sleep and woke up like this?"
"The important thing is that I transmigrated into the Naruto World"
A sudden sharp pain shot through his head, and an overwhelming flood of memories invaded his mind.
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There was no doubt about it. He had indeed transmigrated from earth to the world of Naruto.The body he now inhabited belonged to a boy named Ito Makoto.
And, to be honest, what a damn good name!
He had money, a house, no parents, and was a complete nobody. He was a background character who didn't even have a single scene in the original work!
But this was the world of Naruto.
What determined one's fate in this world?
Wealth? No.
Power was dictated by blood and bloodlines were everything. The legacies of powerful clans reigned supreme.
Yet, his surname was Ito. Not Uzumaki, not Senju, not Uchiha!
In other words, he was an ordinary civilian with absolutely no inherited bloodline. There was no monstrous beast sealed inside him, and he was not the incarnation of some white aliens.
His parents had merely been ordinary ninjas of Konoha, who had tragically lost their lives during a mission. What they left behind was a little inheritance. It was just enough for him to survive.
Most importantly, this body didn't seem to have any talent for learning ninjutsu. Even at the ninja academy, he was nothing more than an average student.
"This is going to be difficult. Isn't this a total trash start?"
"Am I going to be acomplete failure..?" For a moment, he felt utterly hopeless.
On an impulse, he pulled down his pants and took a look. "Okay, at least my little brother is still as mighty as ever!"
"No wonder I felt so heavy just now! Turns out, my brother is the one with real talent!"
Despite this small consolation, he still felt an overwhelming sense of despair. He had always loved Naruto, and like many others, he had once dreamed of traveling into its world.
In his fantasies, he would have Hinata in his left arm and Ino in his right, while ensuring the Senju clan's survival.
Maybe even casually seducing Ōtsutsuki Kaguya, the rabit goddess!
But now, it seemed like he wasn't even worthy of such dreams.
An ordinary surname, no bloodline, no colourful eyes.
In a world where people died every second, survival alone seemed impossible.
Just as he was drowning in his frustration, a pleasant voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
[Congratulations, you have successfully awakened the Konoha Chat Group and have been appointed as the Group Leader!]
A chat group? What the hell is a chat group?
What was the point of this thing? Was it just for idle conversation?
Still, he had some hope in his eyes.
[You can communicate with group members anytime and anywhere!]
[You has the authority to decide whether group members can observe the outside world!]
[With the consent of group members, the Group Leader can inherit their bloodline limits, combat experience, ninjutsu, chakra, and many more...]
The moment he heard this, Ito Makoto's entire body stiffened. His heart pounded violently in his chest. "Fuck!!"
This chat group was absolutely insane. It could even allow him to perfectly inherit the bloodlines, battle experience, ninjutsu, and chakra of the group members.
For a moment, it felt like he had been injected with pure adrenaline!
"Quick, open the chat group!"
[The Chat Group is opening...]
[Recruiting Konoha group members...]
[Recruitment complete!]
A futuristic-looking chat interface suddenly appeared in his mind.
The moment he entered the chat group, he immediately checked the list of members.
After all, as overpowered as the chat group seemed, it would be pointless if the members were all weak nobodies.
If the group was just a collection of useless nobodies, then what was the point? Discuss weather with them?
But what he saw left him completely stunned. The names in the group were absolutely insane.
[Senju Hashirama]
[Uchiha Madaraa]
[Senju Tobirama]
[Uchiha Izuna]
Two pairs of brothers.
No, two legendary pairs of brothers. This was an absolute jackpot!
With just the presence of these four alone, the entire group had already reached god-tier status.
These men were the pinnacle of power in the ninja world. Especially Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara. The monstrous duo who could single-handedly crush the Four Great Nations, set forests ablaze, and shake the entire world with their sheer power.
If he could inherit all their abilities, wouldn't that make him completely unstoppable?
He could f**k whoever he wanted.
Ahem… no, he meant he could do whoever he wanted.
No… that still didn't sound right. Anyway, the point was that he would be invincible and this wasn't even the best part.
Behind those four names was an even longer list.
[Uzumaki Mito]
[Namikaze Minato]
[Uzumaki Kushina]
[Hatake Sakumo]
[Uchiha Fugaku]
[Uchiha Mikoto]
[Yūhi Shinku]
[Might Duy]
[Hyūga Hizashi]
...…
When Ito Makoto saw the full list of names, he almost screamed out loud. "This is INSANE!"
Every single member of this chat group was a Konoha powerhouse. They were all absolute legends. But there was one thing they all had in common.
They were all dead. Only now did Ito Makoto realize the truth. His chat group only recruited the deceased.
"No wonder it was mentioned earlier that the group members can observe the outside world. It turns out… they were all in the Pure Land."
But that only made things even better for him.
If he could inherit the combat techniques, experience, bloodlines all these people, wouldn't that make him the strongest being in the ninja world?!
His entire body burned with excitement.
At that moment, a new prompt appeared in the chat group.
[Please send a message to activate the chat.]
"So I have to send a message first? No wonder it was so quiet!" Without hesitation, he quickly typed his first message.
"Alright, everyone! Let's get high, shall we?"
At that moment, the sleeping souls in the Pure Land… suddenly opened their eyes.