1 Chapter 1 ‐ Unfortunate (Five Years Old)

(First Person PoV)

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I opened my eyes and was met with the clouds in the sky and a large shadow overlapping my entire — rather small body, instead of my twenty-three-years old body — body from a large trees' silhouettes.

I have no knowledge and whatsoever about what had happened to me but one things for sure that I'm aware off after I've recollected my thoughts for a moment is that I died. Well, to be more precise, I died after falling asleep.

I winced my eyes, jaw clenched, as I held on my head. I felt a sharp pang in my head, reminiscence of a large bell being ranged in front of you making your eardrums bleed

Fuck! I thought after the pain in my head had stopped, my mouth and eyes twitching from annoyance.

How unfortunate it is that I had to be fucking transmigrated into the world of Naruto.

Living a life once being looked down upon the society in my whole life — I can handle it with no problem. But now, living a life, twice, in the world of Naruto where you could get your head detach in a matter of seconds— like shit I could handle it.

How unfortunate, really. Just what kind of sin did I do to be transmitted in this barbaric, preposterous, hungry-power, idiotic world?!

I knew that I would be, no doubt, get killed before I could even properly reached the pubescent age. I, who wished to lived a life with no worries and just want to spend my golden days flashing my riches around trampling onto those shit-ass old fossils and pay them back for what they did to add a miserable burden in my life.

At least that was my goal in my past life.

My goal still hasn't changed. I still wanted to live such life, except, this time is myy goal will be a hundred times difficult to achieved in this world.

Oh right, there was an option that I have really thought about before but others' just wouldn't understand. Why don't I live a life as a powerless fucking civilian with millions of probability that I could get caught up in a middle of a shinobis' affair without even trying to stick my nose in their business!

And even if I do live as one — a civilian, I mean — it would be entirely impossible seeing as I transmitted as the younger brother of the Yamanaka Patriarch!

Meaning it'll be impossible for me to avoid the path of being a Shinobi, as seeing everyone expects for me to follow Inoichi whether I like it or not.

AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

FUCK YOU, SHIT GODS!!!!!

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I calmed down after a few a moments, finally. I've decided to make my inevitable decision of becoming a shinobi and grow stronger, earn enough money, and retire and fully enjoy my golden days with no worries. But in order to achieve such unreachable— but not entirely impossible—goal, one must diligently train their body and chakra.

Exhaling a large amount of air, I inhaled some in return.

I sat in a lotus position, closed my eyes as I focused on seeing myself deeply. For some unexplainable reason, I could somehow see not feel the essence of chakra residing within me.

While chakra may not be thoroughly explained by the creator, respectively Kishimoto, about 'how does one open their chakra,' or 'Does one really need to open their chakra for it to be present or is it just there residing deep inside us,'.

While my curiousity about chakra was killing me, it didn't stop me from forming multiple theories.

From what I could currently see, my chakra is unstable. From the word 'unstable', I mean to say my chakra is not firmly/fully established. The chakra was just there, resting like a sleeping beast for eternity. It is like a present power but held no use of significance as it isn't fully established.

I tap on my chakra, instantly I felt warm. I controlled my chakra, in hopes of endeavor of accomplishment to bring it out. My eyebrows furrowed, puzzlement took over me as I tried again and again to bring out my chakra.

I stopped, irritation flooded me. Was there something wrong with my chakra? I asked, hoping for anyone to answer but no one was there beside me.

"TOBIAS!" I heard the name of thi— my name being called out by my older brother, Yamanaka Inoichi, "Dinner's almost served!"

"Coming!" I yelled back, standing in both two feet, as I ran towards my brother.

"How was your training?" Brother asked, hand motioning for me to passed the meat.

I stayed silent for a moment and chewed my food, "Good," I said, my headache earlier this afternoon was the cause of synchronization between original Tobias' and I's souls. So frankly, I have Tobias' memories and maybe even his personality? I am not the slightest bit curious about how the original Tobias died and have no intention on finding out such useless information that will only bring nothing but a waste of time in my part.

"By the way, brother," I called out, "earlier, I tried to bring out my chakra but found I couldn't, why's that?"

"Hmm, is that so?"

"Yes."

"It's certainly because you still haven't opened your Tenketsu point yet,"

"Tenketsu?"

Brother made a sound of affirmation, "Tenketsu points are a node that connects each other to effectively use our chakra. One is unable to use their chakra if their Tenketsu are still not open or is simply blocked off, however, to open their Tenketsu points they must guide their chakra to forcibly open the Tenketsu. I would have help you had I known that you were already starting your chakra training, but unfortunately, I have been summoned to the Council Clan Head meeting in preparation of the attack against Sunagakure."

"You sure I'd be safe bearing that kind of information?" I couldn't help but mused. Inoichi sure trust me a lot.

"Undoubtedly." He simply answered, "You could just ask one of our clansmen to assist you—"

"No need," I cut in, rather rudely, but made no effort on correcting my behavior, "I think it'd be an experience for me to depend on myself."

"No ordinary five years old kid would think like that,"

"And whose to say that I'm an ordinary five years old kid?" I retorted, snorting.

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I layed on the ground, heavily panting. The exhaustion of forcibly opening your Tenketsu wears you out. I had spent fifteen days opening my Tenketsu points, only resting when it was time to eat and sleep. As much as I am dedicated to grow stronger in order to survive and enjoy my golden days, I, for one, have no intention on neglecting my health.

There's a saying that I've recently heard that says; 'What's the point of surviving when you're not even looking after your own health,'.

Anyways, as I've now successfully opened all of my three hundred sixty-one Tenketsu points— it'd be the best and a wise decision to start my physical training in order to improve my physical energy.

With that in mind, I clapped by hands trice as a silhouette appeared besides me.

"Tobias-sama?"

I turned to look at the masked shinobi besides me. I know nothing of this shinobi at all, excluding that of his codename and the fact that Inoichi assigned for him to escort and babysit me in the shadows within the best of his abilities.

"Inform me if it's already four, understood?"

"Yes sir!"

"You're excused," I cooly say, stretching my body for a full two minutes before I started running for thirty laps. I ran, swinging my upper arm. I wasn't unfamiliar with this kind of training as I used to be an athlete during my middle and high school days in my previous life.

"Sir!" Wisteria, my personal escort's codenme, called out, "Inoichi-sama have returned and is haping for you to join dinner."

I stopped my push-ups, "Tell him, I'll be there after I bathe."

"Noted!"

Immediately after I finished bathing, I clothe myself and entered the dining area as I sat at the opposite side of my brother's seat.

"ITADAKIMASU!" We simultaneously said, shoving the food against our throat.

"Oh, brother I've thoroughly thought of it and decided to withdraw on the academy."

"WHAT!"

Fuck, I have already expected this kind of reaction from him but reality is way more a headache than I thought.

"It is your duty—"

"Duty as the Patriarch's younger brother to follow the path of shinobi whether I like it or not, yada~ yada~ I know. But, please, just hear me out first. Why not, hmm, use your authority to recommend me once I've finish my isolation training?"

Inoichi exasperatedly let out a sigh, "That would be an abuse of authority, Tobias!"

What did I even expect of someone who has only been recently introduced in the world of politics, I deadpanned.

"What's the use of authority when you're not even using it." I held out a hand, "I've made my decision, you should be thankful, really, that I didn't thought of quiting as one." I effortlessly lied about the last part of my sentence. Well, a lie is a necessity skill in the aspect of life in order to survive.

"Wisteria said that you've achieved on opening all of your Tenketsu points." Inoichi mentioned, changing the course of topic after a few moments of silence.

I payed no heed at the fact that Inoichi had nonchalantly revealed that Wisteria had reported my actions to my brother. Not that I have the right to find fault of any of that, after all, Wisteria only answers to the Patriarch of the Yamanaka Clan.

"Indeed I have." Raising an eyebrow, I mentioned, "Something wrong?"

"You've changed,"

I made a sound at the back of my throat as Inoichi elaborated.

"I expect for you to deny it, but you didn't."

"Well, for one, people change, especially at this time and age. And two, what do I even gain by denying the truth." I had already expected for people to notice the change of my personality, but I have already made the perfect excuse for this.

"Is this because of mother and father's death?"

"I've lost my appetite," Not really, I'm just full. I left the dining area, mentally smirking as I unintentionally gave my brother the fake reason for my change of personality. I can't exactly day that, 'Oh, why I changed, you ask? That's because your original brother died out of idiocity, I think, and I transmitted into his soulless body', that would be basically asking for a death wish.

The next day I woke up and is meet with multiple books piling on my table, books that I've personall requested for Wisteria to bring. I sat on the chair as I started studying. Truthfully, I wouldn't have the need to study if it weren't for the fact that it will improved my spiritual energy.

And so, in the next twelve months, I continued my schedule. In the morning, I would study about theories and the Hiden Technique of our clan, hence, in the afternoon, I would train and improve my body and not for once did I thought of neglecting my sleep schedules, and health.

tbc...