1 Transmigrated?

"Hey, have you watched Naruto?" My friend, Jake, asked me as we were walking along the road.

"Yeah. A long time ago. So, I don't remember much. Maybe I should re-watch it?" I said.

"Damn man. I wanted to ask what would happen to Rock Lee's leg. Would he be able to fight again?" My friend asked. He had recently started watching it and was curious about it.

"That I remember however I shouldn't spoil it." I said.

"Yeah, you are right. I wouldn't be..."

Before he could finish, I chuckled and said, "Tsunade, the next hokage, wil heal his leg so he will be able to fight."

"Damn it, man. Why did you tell me?" My friend shouted at me and tried to punch me. I already knew he would react this way so I stepped to the side to dodge but leg slipped and I fell on the road.

"Oh fuck!" I hurriedly tried to get up and move to the walking lane but before I could even move,

Screech!

A car came speeding toward me. The driver immediately stepped on the breaks which made it skid and because it was too close when I suddenly fell, it hit me and ran me over.

As soon as I was hit, I blacked out.

...

After what felt like a long time, I heard a faint, worried voice.

"...Hiro."

"Hiro... are you alright?"

'Mm? Is it Jake? But why is he calling me Hiro?' I thought and tried to open my eyes but failed.

'It seems I got some serious injuries.' I thought before losing consciousness once again.

When I woke up again and opened my eyes, I found myself staring at an unfamiliar ceiling.

'Wooden ceiling? Jake didn't bring me a hospital?' I thought because there was no hospital, heck no house in their area which was made of pure wood.

I then looked around.

The room was made of wood and there was nothing apart from the bed I was lying on and a wooden closet, with a mirror etched on it.

My brows furrowed. I couldn't figure out where I was right now. It was then I noticed my clothes and even my hands seemed unfamiliar.

"What the hell?" I cried out and hurriedly checked raised my hands to check. Indeed, they were different. The skin was sickly pale and there was almost no muscle mass.

'Was I in a coma or something which made me weak? Besides, they look as though they belong to some young kid.' I thought, slowly pulling myself up. I then got down from the bed and walked over the the wooden closet. When I saw my reflection, I was stunned.

'This isn't my body.' I cried out in disbelief. The boy staring back at me in the reflection was around 14 year old, had long black hair, sapphire blue eyes and a handsome face.

In reality, I was 18 year old, had brown hair and brown eyes.

'How is this possible? Did I Transmigrate like those guys in fantasy novels?' I thought, trying to make sense of the things.

Just then, I felt a sharp pain in my head.

"Arghh!"

I clutched my head and cried out.

Suddenly, some foreign memories started appearing in my mind.

Bang!

The door suddenly opened and a beautiful woman who looked to be in her early thirties rushed in.

"Hiro, what happened?" She asked in worry.

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Author's note: Welcome everyone! Welcome to the story. I wanted to write a fanfic for a long time now and finally decided to do it. Although it is based on Naruto, it may not follow the cannon and you would also find some things different from the cannon. It's a pure fanfic based in Naruto world. Also, if you haven't, I would recommend you to see the tags in synopsis and then decide if you want to continue. Most importantly, don't forget to vote your Power stones to motivate me. Thank you and welcome again. I hope you would enjoy it.