(This is a slow-paced Naruto fanfic, a story about becoming a shadow step by step through your own efforts)
When he woke up, he entered the world of Naruto.
Unfortunately, he is not an Uchiha, not a Hinata, and not an Uzumaki.
There is no blood successor, no tailed beast, no golden finger that is invincible at the beginning.
He is just the most common low-level ninja in Konoha, weak and ordinary, and may die in a mission at any time.
But he knows the future.
He knows about the Nine-Tails Rebellion, the genocide of the Uchiha clan, and the great war between the ninja world. He also knows that this world is never short of geniuses, and the most worthless thing is the lives of ordinary people.
In order to survive, he could only hide his edge, train hard, and plan carefully.
While others became famous through talent, he climbed up by escaping from death again and again.
It was not until many years later that everyone in the ninja world looked back and discovered:
The most inconspicuous cannon fodder ninja back then was actually standing in everyone's shadow.
Reader comments
Write well, don't write in such a sad way, the soul of an adult can collapse easily.
Write well, don't write in such a sad way, the soul of an adult can collapse easily.