System: Bloodlines have been chosen. Randomizing other body variables.
Uhh, I think I am getting paranoid, just hearing randomizing body variables puts me in alert that the system is going to do something bad.
“All random variables have been assigned. Character Sheet has been established. Host’s body will now be created.”
“Hey, System can I see that character sheet?”
Name: Nara-Uzumaki, Miyako
Gender: Female
Age: 5 years
Bloodline Abilities: locked
Inheritance: locked
Databook:
Ninjutsu: 0
Taijutsu: 0
Genjutsu: 0
Intelligence: 0
Strength: 0
Speed: 0
Stamina: 0
Hand seals: 0
Advanced Databook
Tactics: 0
Stealth: 0
Torture and Interrogation: 0
Tracker: 0
Sensor: 0
Fuinjutsu: 0
Infiltration: 0
Medical Ninjutsu: 0
Chakra Control: 0
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Chakra Pool: 0
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Bio: Daughter of Uzumaki Ren and Nara Kata. Uzumaki Ren became a fugitive after the fall of Uzugakure. Ren met Nara Kata during his mission to observer Kirigakure movement after the third Ninja War. They became lovers and wanted to move to Konoha. While trying to arrange the immigration of Ren Uzumaki, Nara Kata died during the Kyuubi incident. Leaving Ren pregnant near Kirigakure territory.
System: Body has been creating, inserting Host into the world.
“Wait, what do you mean I am female, I am clearly a male.”
System: In the beta all difficulty modes higher than normal gender is swapped.
Before he could start cursing the System for this new and very much unwelcome change the white world around him started to transform. Slowly outlines of objects started to take form around him, while the endless white expanse began to take color. Until in the end he stood into a very rural looking children room.
System: Tutorial one started. Get used to implanted memories. Remaining time fifteen minutes.
“Urgh, ahh that hurts.” his now squeaky childish voice groaned out. He just suddenly had the worst headache in his life. It felt like his head was going to explode. It only settled after a few minutes.
And now he understood what implanted memories the system meant. Memories about the past few years, were crowding in his head, coming and going incredibly quickly. Very few memories left a lasting impression, a birthday party, the first time he was allowed outside to see the little village we lived in, playing on the beach, chasing a neighbor's cat.
The activity he did most often was reading and writing. He might have only been a kid but he already did love reading all the books he could get his young hands on. On top of that his mother had started him early on with writing and even some calligraphy.
Over all most of the memories were mundane and boring, but happy, everyday family moments.
There was however one that stood out to his former adult mind. A few months ago his mother convinced him with a huge pack of his favorite sweets to sit down in a huge seal that filled the entire basement floor. It took several hours, in which he had to sit still, while she wrote a complex seal on his upper body. It ended in a very awesome way as the seal contracted and left a stylized whirlpool tattoo on his stomach, that soon after disappeared.
The little spectacle at the end of the sealing was very exciting for his younger self. His mother was very secretive about it, even after plenty of pleading and whining he got nearly nothing out of her. The only information she gave him, was that it is a family tradition and he would get told more when he is older. Then she diverted his attention by giving him his promised reward.
Uhh I can’t believe she managed to distract me that easily.
While he continued to inspect his memories he was suddenly interrupted by the reminder of the System.
System: Tutorial one has been finished. No reward given.
“System, if I didn’t gain a reward for completing the tutorial, when will rewards be given out? Also what kind of reward can I expect to get?”
System: “When host is placed into dangerous or detrimental situations host may gain rewards after he resolves them. Rewards may range from new jutsus, unlocking of bloodline abilities, access to new fuinjutsu, new perks, new equipment and many more.”
System: “Tutorial two will now start. Get used to the new body and explore your home. Time limit 15 minutes.”
Hm, very well I should not dither around.
He tried standing up, but to his shame actually immediately fell down on his bottom.
God how humiliating. Can’t even stand up properly.
Several tries later he finally stood on small shaking legs and took his first steps. He had been focusing on the memories so he hadn’t properly inspected his new surroundings and was thus quite surprised to step onto something hard and promptly fall onto his face.
“Ahhh, fuck that hurt”, his toys had been strewn all over the floor, they may not have been Lego pieces, but there were plenty of wooden blocks, a ball, even some puppets. Well, said short it was absolutely cluttered.
Hm, how weird, it’s now my toys? Looks like the memory integration is really throughout. I am associating everything as being mine already within a few minutes of being in this world.
Up to now he had been in a kid’s room, well according to his new memories, his room. There was a small futon to sleep in, a children wardrobe, a low table, to read and write on, a cupboard with scrolls that contained his handwriting from writing practice with his mother. Last but certainly not least was the empty box that should have been filled with all his toys.
Ok I am slowly getting used to this. Being five year old sure sucks. No body coordination at all. This floor doesn’t make it easier.
After a few minutes of walking around all the toys and tripping over his own feet, he finally found salvation after opening the door. A clear corridor, no toys or anything on the floor to stumble on. Giving a childish whoop of joy he started running up and down the corridor. “This is sure a lot easier with nothing on the floor.”