1 The VOID
Quite peculiar.
It's not black, nor white. It's like starring into the abyss, or maybe the night sky?
whatever it was was comfortable and suffocating.
There are three maybe four options which I can think of right off the bat.
1. I died and am waiting to be reincarnated.
2. A really bad accident happened and I'm in a coma.
3. I'm waiting to meet god or something that will judge my life.
4. the most unlikely, I'm still stuck in my mothers womb.
Two to three of those options are really bad, mostly because I was a jackass.
Hey! Who wouldn't be a jackass if your whole family is AT LEAST a millionaire? Not to mention that it has a lot of history and is famous as a ninja and samurai clan.
And yeah, I do admit that sabotaging a 'harem' wedding was a little mean. I regret nothing. Not to mention that the guy was a billionaire or anything, but I had a 'little' more money than him.
Fufufuu~ owo!
Should I repeat each sin? Like that time I sewed together my sister's ex-husband's girlfriend's... reproductive organs...
Yeah, that was pretty brutal. Don't regret it tho.
Or maybe that time I cut my hair?
You haven't heard? In the 'Bible' it said something like "ah yes, ur a pussy if u cut ur hair".
I literally have nothing else to do so I might as well just talk to myself, right?
Nah. I'm pretty terrible at acting and meditation, so I guess meditation it is.
*some time later*
hmmmmm~
*some time later*
hmmmhmmmmmm~!
*some ti-
FU*K!
...
...
I'm still bored....
I'm soo bored, it wouldn't be surprising if I suddenly got a split personality like Sakura.
That reminds me of Naruto... I really love Naruto, not the show, but the character...
Never giving up...
In my environment I had supporting parents, siblings that loved me, surroundings that adored me. I could always give up and try again, but not for Naruto...
He HAD to never give. He HAD to keep going.
How nice...
If I was reincarnated into a world who's future I know about but do nothing to change it, am I selfish for wanting to know the future?....
At least I'm abnormally calm, but seriously. If I got the first or third option I'm most likely fucked, mostly because I am SUPER unlucky. It would rival even Tsunade's gambling luck if I didn't always cheat.
Add that to my 'sins list'.
I might not even be surprised if I was reincarnated into another world out of fear when I reincarnate onto earth once more. This might be because I killed this like, really talented kid cuz he pissed me off. For me to admit that he was talented, takes a lot of effort.
Anywayz imma' go to sleep now, it's really nice here.
*~~~*
A soft sound called out, slowly turning more serious
{HOW PECULIAR, FALLING ASLEEP...
WHAT WAS THAT, NARUTO? IT SEEMS YOU HAVE SOME PROBLEMS YOU NEED TO SOLVE THERE.
HOWEVER, WHO KNEW YOU COULD BE SO PERCEPTIVE. BEING BORN IN ANOTHER WORLD AND INSTANTLY FEELING A CONNECTION WITH YOUR BIRTH WORLD... AND EVEN YOUR THEORY, IS MOSTLY CORRECT.}
A cosmic voice soon approached and although it wasn't shouting it's voice could be heard everywhere.The amazement it felt could not be hidden. The voice was confusing, at times switching between old and young, women and men and even animals.
{IT IS ONLY A MATTER OF TIME UNTIL THIS DEAL SHALL BE FINALIZED BY THE OTHER GODS. HOLD TIGHT, AND NEVER LET GO...
WHAT AN INTERESTING MOTTO.}
The voice resounded one last time.
The lightly sleeping soul resounded once, then twice, and then once again fell asleep this time however was a deep sleep.
It was already commendable that it could hold it's stable mind in this environment even more so enough that it could talk to itself.
The cherry on top was being level headed when faced with overwhelming power and grace.
The soul, even unconsciously started to formulate a plan that would best suit her need with the new information gathered. The souls mind was comparable to a library, only when in use that is. The souls owner must have had a great sickness overcome her body at a young age as having such power comes with drawbacks.
Even the mindset and instantaneous vocabulary is affected and changed depending on the owners mood.
It is comparable to getting the sweetest apple of the bunch but with it being so big you cannot finish it in one bite.
The soul, being content with it's information slowly dimmed down. The soul was originally submissive in nature and only through its environment did it gain such a complicated personality.
Staying there for quite some time the soul became easily aggressive and it's behaviour slowly changed. Not wanting to simply plan ahead it attached small pieces of itself onto its surroundings. Souls, planets, entities and other things, really, anything it came in contact with.
The soul, still fed up with itself started meditating and shifting it's energy around hoping for the best. Slowly and delicately moving it's insides it felt stronger and more flexible.
Going as far as to analyse and copy the fourths teleportation seal. The soul, being more careful then ever moulded the energy inside it using as little chakra as possible into the shape of the seal.
The now even smaller soul realising it's size mediated even more. Even with the benefits of doing this, to the soul, it was only an extra in the contract and maximizing her full potential is a must.
The soul started orbiting around once more, occasionally throw the seal onto on coming traffic. The soul slowly grew bored of this and started truly wondering where it was.
The soul thought and thought, but never came up with an answer. The soul then began to think even more, is there anyone like me here? The soul had not come to a definite answer, the soul slowly found appreciation for her past company.
Finding this all boring, the soul considered doing what almost every teen as tried and failed in in doing, even itself.
The soul slowly stretched itself and when that didn't work, it widened its attention, and when that didn't work it separated from her form while still feeling a connection with it and capable of controlling it.
The soul slowly wandered finding worlds and their species.
The soul, finally content with it's discoveries and concepts, thickly spread itself over a certain spot before faintly calling out to seamingly no one.
' I'm ready '
