I'm… nineteen years old.
Just an ordinary student. A standard ani watcher.
After tidying up my room, I glanced at the clock—it was already 7:30.
Sumr classes were about to begin.
"I'm heading out first!"
After saying goodbye to my family, I stepped out with a spring in my step.
Just around the corner of the apartnt complex was the bus stop. I was running a little late, so I quickened my pace.
"Please, let make it on ti! I can't be late on the first day!"
But the mont I turned the corner, an ear-piercing noise rang out beside —
"Beep! Beep! Beep!"
Before I could even turn my head, my eyes caught a glimpse of a gray truck—and a terrified driver struggling with the steering wheel.
"Ah, shit."
The world spun violently. A sharp, crushing pain spread through my entire body, followed by a piercing agony that tore straight through my chest.
My consciousness began to blur; everything went dark.
"Well… at least I bought insurance."
He already knew what was happening to him.
"Seriously… never thought sothing like this would actually… happen to … ah… mom… sis… oh damn… my browser history… no, wait—who cares about fatal injuries when—"
His vision dimd. The world sank into blackness. Even sound faded into silence.
"So this is it… I'm dying?"
A few seconds later, his heartbeat stopped.
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On the Other Side
When he opened his eyes again, the first thing that ca to mind was—
"Is this hell?"
The faint light in the room barely let him make out his surroundings.
Rough stone walls. A simple wooden bed, a chair, a small table—barely anything else.
"Where… am I?"
"I got hit by a truck, didn't I?"
He pushed open the creaking door. Sheets of heavy rain blurred everything outside into a gray haze.
Sothing about the downpour felt eerily familiar.
"This… this is the Rain—"
Suddenly, a searing pain tore through his skull. mories began flooding in like a film reel spinning out of control—
Birth.
Training.
Being implanted with a salamander's poison sac.
Battles against samurai.
Clashes with shinobi.
Becoming the leader of Agakure, the Hidden Rain Village.
Controlling the daimyō.
Resisting the dominance of the Five Great Nations…
and eventually igniting the Second Shinobi World War.
After a long while, he finally pieced everything together.
"So… I got isekai'd into the Naruto world? That truck—was actually the isekai express delivery?"
He slumped at the doorway for a long ti before regaining his composure.
"I an, sure, I've watched plenty of ani before… but living through it myself is a bit unreal."
Over the next two days, he sifted through the mories of this body's previous owner, replaying them like slides. When it finally sank in, he wanted to cry.
What was Naruto all about again?
Right—bloodline supremacy and Konoha's plot armor!
And Agakure? It's basically a background prop village!
And who had he reincarnated as? None other than the current leader of the Agakure—Hanzō of the Salamander.
Technically, his na was already Hanzō. His summoning beast was a venomous salamander, and after countless battles, the two beca infamous together. The na "Salamander" beca synonymous with him—an honorary title fused with his legend.
Hanzō the Salamander.
The Demigod.
In terms of accomplishnts—he once led Agakure to invade the Land of Iron, single-handedly conquering over half its territory. The samurai of Iron feared even the whisper of his na.
In terms of power—he fought the young Jiraiya, Tsunade, and Orochimaru, annihilating their troops and suppressing all three of them at once.
At that ti, the trio were already elite jōnin, the kind trusted to lead an army.
Whether or not "Demigod" was an exaggeration, there was no doubt—he possessed Kage-level strength.
Unfortunately, this once-proud demigod was eventually crushed by the combined might of the Great Nations.
His defiant will was worn away by the years, turning him into a power-hungry old man—a re stepping stone for Pain's "awakening."
In the end, he was resurrected by the Reanimation Jutsu—only to be slain in a single strike by Mifune, the sa samurai he had once defeated.
"Alright… so now I've sorted out the intel," he muttered with a sigh.
"Usually, in these reincarnation novels, people start off with so kind of cheat—
If not a powerful bloodline, at least in Konoha! "
"But ? I get dumped in the Rain Village! Is this so kind of joke?"
He paused, frowning. "Unless… my world was also written by soone like that…"
If that were true, then he, just a high schooler, had carried way too much pressure.
As a modern-day young man, his mindset was quite like Shikamaru's—
Be a regular shinobi, earn so money, get married, retire early, spend his days reading in peace… and die before his wife does.
But now? That dream was dead.
Marry? How???
Forget having kids—just kissing would be impossible with this damn gas mask!
What woman would ever want to get close to him?
"Ugh… just destroy everything already. I'm done."
Thus, another ani fan's dream died in Agakure.
"Forget it."
Still, joking aside, he knew he had to accept reality.
Even without a cheat system, he already possessed the greatest advantage—
the Naruto storyline itself.
He knew the future.
And that ant he could change it.
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