My name is Akiyama Daidi and I am eight years old.
There is a "ninja library" in my mind. I know the secrets of the Sage of Six Paths, I have read all the scrolls of forbidden arts, and I even know the world earlier than anyone else.
But I can't use a decent ninjutsu.
My chakra is weak and my meridians are stagnant. My body is a prison of knowledge and a time bomb that can explode at any time. My classmates said I was a monster, the village regarded me as a hidden danger, and ANBU surveillance followed me everywhere. Until that afternoon, the chandelier in the classroom exploded because of me.
The Sandaime asked me: "Who do you want to protect?"
At that moment, I didn't answer. Because what emerged first before the answer was the blood that almost swallowed everything when those figures in the class lost control.
They all want to tame the monster inside them. And I...
I am disaster.
