A Day in the Life of a Red-Haired Whirly-Twirly Slacker

I am a vortex that should not exist. As a product of the world glitching, I get shoved somewhere else every so often. Back then, I was young and full of fire, working diligently to build a beautiful home. Just when victory was within reach, visitors from beyond the heavens told me my actions were affecting the world. Me: What gibberish are you talking about? I don't understand. The visitors from beyond the heavens tried very hard to explain the meaning of a "Singularity." A Singularity is an abnormal branch on the timeline of human history that will directly cause the collapse of the current human history. So this BUG was sent back to my original world. I looked at the two familiar yet unfamiliar giant heads on the Hokage Rock and treated it all like a dream. Then I looked at my little brother, always bouncing around and full of dreams, and he seemed just like the person I used to be. As for now? I'll just get by. Going all out is liable to shorten my life if I have to do it again. Things stayed that way until a bag of rice came flying down from the sky, headed for who knows how many floors. Just as I was getting ready to make the ultimate one-for-one trade, a water dragon made of chakra, which shouldn't have been possible, suddenly formed and washed away everyone's understanding of the world. The Second Hokage's chakra, the Second Hokage's water dragon: who wouldn't recognize it? After the Singularity was fixed, everything was set right. The existence named Uzumaki Ren and every trace she had left behind were completely erased. Memories would be forgotten and feelings would vanish, but ninjutsu would endure forever. The most rational man spoke the coldest words, leaving behind the most romantic proof of her existence. People can't step into the same river twice, but they can fall in love with the same person at entirely different times and places. And for a realist, it isn't miracles that give rise to faith, but faith that gives rise to miracles. Some authors reward themselves with a little BG romance after finishing each plot-focused novel with no romance. Slice of life, with a rather fragmented plot. Best leave your logic and brain at the door. Theme: What my heart holds dear, I shall not regret, even if I must die nine times