After staying up all night to watch the Naruto finale, I was transmigrated when an outlet short-circuited and electrocuted me.
I woke up as the Fourth Hokage's eldest son, with Naruto Uzumaki crying beside me.
The Night of the Nine-Tails. Both our parents were dead.
Kushina's final words: “Protect your little brother.”
At three years old, I took Naruto to Ichiraku Ramen.
[Ding! Sign-in System activated!]
[First sign-in reward: Wind and Lightning chakra natures awakened + martial arts muscle memory implanted!]
Sign in at Hokage Rock? Flying Thunder God acquired!
Sign in at the Memorial Stone? Full chakra perception unlocked!
Sign in at the Anbu Headquarters for an A-rank reward? Chidori + chakra boosted straight to jonin level!
Others train bitterly for ten years. I just have to check in.
But signing in isn't the point.
I have the entire Naruto story in my head. I know exactly when every tragedy will happen.
Shisui's leap, Itachi's massacre, Jiraiya's death in Amegakure, Guy burning through the Eight Gates...
Every moment that left me speechless while watching the anime is now a chance for me to reach out and change things.
One night when I was five, I fired a Chidori outside the Anbu Headquarters.
Uchiha Itachi came after me and saw me vanish into thin air with the Flying Thunder God.
The eleven-year-old prodigy froze on a rooftop for the first time. “Flying Thunder God... But the Fourth Hokage is dead, isn't he?”
Sorry. His son can use it.
I don't care about earning the title of the world's strongest ninja.
I just want there to be a light on when Naruto comes home, hot soup in his bowl, and someone to say, “Welcome back.”
Then I'll rewrite every heartbreaking moment in the original story, one by one.
I only write according to the plot. Most of the writing is about check-ins and daily life, nothing interesting.