Naruto: The Embryonic Child of Prophecy, and the Chat Group Explodes

I haven't been born yet, but my dad is Minato Namikaze and my mom is Kushina Uzumaki.

In three months, the Night of the Nine-Tails will come. They'll both die.

The good news: I've bound a sign-in System.

The bad news: I'm currently a soul that hasn't been reincarnated yet. I can't even move a finger.

Why does everyone else who transmigrates get to be a crown prince or have an overpowered cheat, while I have to fight just to earn the right to be born?

Just as I was getting ready to wait for death

Ding! The Myriad Worlds chat group invites you to join.

Group members: Shi Hao, Zhao Kongcheng, Xiao Huohuo, Lin Dong.

I recognized all four names at a glance.

One drinks beast milk, one is a Night Watchman, one is from a broken-engagement story, and one is the Martial Ancestor.

Then I laughed.

Three months later.

The Night of the Nine-Tails. Obito arrives in Konoha wearing a mask.

He thinks he's a god.

He doesn't know that a finger comes crashing down from beyond the heavens.

Great Desolate Imprisoning Heavenly Finger.

One year later.

Obito recuperates in the shadows, while Black Zetsu searches the outskirts of Konoha.

The user of that power... hasn't been born yet.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.