1 Chapter One

I woke up to find myself in quite an odd situation indeed.

I opened my eyes but I was completely blind which was disconcerting.

And if that wasn't bad enough I felt as though I was floating in some kind of fluid.

It was almost like I was back in the womb again.

How do I know what that feels like you might ask?

Well the truth is I have already been reborn once.

You see in my previous life I was a boring office worker who had very little to enjoy outside of work other than my love of anime, manga, light novels, and fanfictions.

Then my life came to an abrupt end when I fell onto the train tracks during my daily commute and was flattened by Train Kun (Truck Kun's less ambitious younger Sibling).

From there I met a God Like Being who introduced himself as Terry.

He was a large muscular black fellow with a bald head who had a penchant for Yoghurt.

He apologised for my untimely death stating it wasn't yet my time much like those fanfictions I so adored.

And as such he allowed me to be reborn into any fantasy world of my choosing with an ability gained by roulette.

I immediately asked for the Naruto world and promptly spun the wheel to determine my ability.

The ability I gained was a body similar to the self proclaimed Uchiha Shin.

With that out of the way Terry wished me well and sent me off to my new life.

It was here that I learned what being inside the womb felt like.

Fortunately I didn't spend much time inside the womb having awoken my consciousness mere days before my birth.

For that I was thankful as even that amount of time was incredibly dull.

The only thing able to do was listen to the muffled voices that came from outside.

Then came my birth and boy let me tell you that is not a fun experience.

Imagine being pushed through a rubber hose in many jerky stop start sessions and you will have at least some idea of the annoyance that is being born.

Then you are plunged into the outside world in such a manner that only dunking ones self into an ice bath can compare.

Is it any wonder babies cry so damn much just after they are born.

I was no exception either as my baby body acting on impulse.

From there I was placed onto the welcoming bust of my new Mother.

Despite only being able to see a few inches from my face I was able to tell she was stunningly beautiful despite the ordeal she had just gone through.

She also gave off a sort of protective aura that instantly soothed me.

I listened to her bell like voice and instantly got lulled into a deep slumber but not before hearing that she had named me Shu Senju.

I won't bore you with the mundane existence that was being a baby.

That's mostly because I also don't want to relive the most embarrassing time of my second life.

After all who would want to remember having zero control over their body and being 100% reliant on others for their every need.

Instead we will pick this up from when I turned one and I completed my potty training which was an oddly proud achievement for my Mother

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By now I guess you have figured out I don't talk much of my Father and truth be told that is because I never met him.

He apparently died just before I was born as part of the Konoha Ninja's sent to battle on the Land of Rain during the Second Shinobi World War.

I do know I inherited his dark brown spikey hair and grey/silver eyes.

My mother often tells me I'm the spitting image of my Father and that I will grow up to be a little heartbreaker.

Apparently he was something of a ladies man before he settled down with my Mother.

Speaking of her she was a civilian raised Shinobi before she was forced to retire from Shinobi life after sustaining an injury to her left leg that couldn't be healed (no she didn't take an arrow to the knee).

while she was in recovery she married my Father and thus became part of the Senju Clan.

She wasn't a combat ninja though and her skills mainly lay in Sensory skills and Fuinijutsu.

She was also incredibly intelligent patient and kind and I immediately grew to adore her, especially as I was an orphan in my previous life and thus didn't know what a loving parental relationship was like.

She quickly picked up that I wasn't like other babies and didn't hold it against me.

Instead she began teaching me things far earlier than would be common.

Of course it was only things like reading and writing and other things that required intellect

She was deeply proud of the results saying that while I might have gained my fathers looks and body (being a Senju after all) I gained her brains.

These lessons continued on till I turned three before moving on to ever more complicated subjects such as Fuinijutsu.

It was also around that time she allowed me to train physically too.

And boy let me tell you being a Senju was broken as hell.

I could train roughly three to four times harder than anyone not of the clan before I even remotely began to feel exhausted.

What's more my recovery time was quicker by at least a third.

And I'm not even from the main branch of the family. I dread to think what people like Tsunade and Nawaki would be capable of.

As you can imagine I didn't let my abilities go to waste.

After all I knew what threats I would face in this world.

In the long term I wanted to survive against the Otsutsuki but in the short term just surviving the damn Shinobi Wars was enough.

I would probably just miss the Second Shinobi World War if my estimation is correct but doubt I would be so lucky to miss the third.

And if that wasn't bad enough I know the Senju got wiped out around that time too but I'm not sure yet if it was due to the war or a nefarious plot from within the village similar to what will eventually kill off the Uchiha.

Not that it really matters at this point as I lack the required power to combat whatever the cause may be.

As such I buckled down and paid even more attention to my training.

Over the next two years I trained with both my Mother and a retired Senju Jonin named Buma Sensei.

I absorbed everything the pair could throw my way.

I was like a sponge in that regard.

Whatever they had to teach I learned no matter how mundane it was.

As such by the time I turned five I had almost mastered the Senju form of Taijutsu, and Shurikenjutsu.

I also had near perfect Chakra Control from mastering the Leaf Sticking, Tree Climbing, and Water Walking techniques at an early age.

Both Buma Sensei and Mother thought I was a once in a generation genius but frankly its just because of my work ethic I progressed so far and so fast.

Not that I will disabuse them of that notion however as it has made them more willing to teach me even more stuff.

For example I found out I inherited the Water and Earth Elemental natures from my Father and was thus taught some D and C Rank Jutsu along with the Academy Jutsu's.

Honestly I could probably pass out of the Academy before I even step foot in there but Mother is adamant I should go as it will allow me to befriend people my own age.

I guess this is because the Senju population are already thinning out.

It seems like every week we are burring more of our kinsmen due to the damn war.

Sadly some we don't even have a body to bury such is the case when people can hurl fireballs and other miscellaneous elemental attacks at one another.

All I know is that I refuse to be one of them and I train desperately in order to ensure my survival in this world.

At five years old my entrance into the Academy went as expected.

I pretty much aced the entrance exam both the physical and the written.

As such I was placed in Class 1-A along with the rest of the Clan kids and the few Civilian children who tested well.

Of course we had to sit through the utter bullshit that was the Third Hokage taking about the Will Of Fire and how every one of Konoha is his family.

Frankly this infuriated me as the number of deaths my clan has seen recently far outweighs the numbers of deaths in other clans even with the Second Shinobi World War.

It didn't take a genius to realise that Tsunade our supposed Matriarch was blinded to all this because the Third Hokage is her Sensei.

Even though the efforts to clean up my clan are moving much slower than what will happen with the Uchiha it was clear we are no longer as highly regarded as we once were.

It honestly makes me think what Hashirama and Tobirama would think if they saw the state of not only their clan but the Village too.

Sadly I yet lack the strength needed to be unconcerned with such issues.

At best I could compare to a Genin which while fantastic for my age is nothing in the long run, as such it's best not to become conceited.

"Always strive to be better" I thought to myself.

"Never settle" this will be my ninja way from now onwards.

It was with this attitude I entered my classroom.

Immediately I recognised the various clan characteristics my fellow classmates.

There was the wild animalistic appearance of the Inazuka Clan members.

The calm stoic nature of the Aburame.

The regal nature of the Hyuga.

The condescending glare of the Uchiha.

The lazy aloofness of the Nara and so on.

Soon our Sensei arrived and introduced himself.

His name is Mori Sensei and he appeared to be a no nonsense type of person.

This was proven when the moron from the Inazuka clan was quickly cowered by Mori Sensei's intense glare.

He then explained the goals of the Academy which was to forge us into excellent Shinobi that would serve the Leaf.

I struggled not to sigh at that as I definitely don't prescribe to the annoying Will Of Fire herd mentality.