My Name Is Namikaze Naruto - Chapter 1
Where am I? Why is it so dark? Why can’t I move?
Hey?
Is anyone there?
Let me out!
“Fourth Hokage, if you don’t want your child to die, then leave this place!”
What? Fourth Hokage? Huh?
What is this?
Why can’t I make a sound?
“Clang!?”
I’m so dizzy. Stop spinning!
I can’t see anything!
“Hahaha! Come out, Nine-Tails!!”
“Ahhhhhh!”
Nine-Tails? Huh? Screaming? Why is it so anguished?
“Damn it, I will never forgive you.”
“Rasengan!!”
“Boom!!”
What is this? Why is it shaking so violently!?
Rasengan?
Why does that sound so familiar?
“Damn Fourth Hokage, did I underestimate you!?”
“Don’t think you can escape!”
Escape? Why escape? Who is escaping?
What on earth is happening?
“No!!!”
What shouldn’t happen?
Ahhhhh!
It hurts so much, something is trying to come in!
What is happening!?
Why can’t I move?
Why is it so dark!!
Get out! I want to get out!
Let me out!
“Must it be this way?”
“I’m sorry, for the village and for Naruto, we have to believe in our child!”
Huh? Naruto? Fourth Hokage? Nine-Tails?
Could it be!?
This is so painful! What is this!? Could it be the Nine-Tails? No, this is?
No!
Let me out!
It feels like a primordial impact deep within my heart.
A brilliant light flashed across the sky like a space suddenly torn apart.
The darkness was dispelled.
The scene before me.
In that instant.
The intense interweaving of gold and blood-red.
Frozen forever in that moment in the sky.
Just a fleeting bewilderment.
Then another massive force struck, and the darkness swept over the entire sky again.
Leaving only a low wail.
“I’m sorry, Naruto…”
And in that moment of returning to darkness.
He realized he seemed to have arrived in an extraordinary world.
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Land of Fire, Konohagakure, Year 53. This is the central region of the entire continent. As the only ninja village in the most prosperous nation, Konohagakure stands as the premier ninja village, despite being severely weakened by the three great ninja wars and numerous other events. With the deep foundation and the continuous support of the Land of Fire, the world’s leading nation, Konoha maintains its position as the top among the five great ninja villages.
In this extremely peaceful nation.
There is an incongruous figure.
A blond boy, about five years old, walked with his head down along the busiest street in Konoha. The other villagers would avoid him, looking at him with extreme disgust, fear, and even a hint of killing intent.
The blond boy was unfazed, seemingly accustomed to it. He walked towards his target, turned a corner, and came to a bustling restaurant. Smelling the aroma from inside, the boy’s stomach growled. He looked longingly at the various dishes inside.
At that moment, the restaurant owner noticed the boy. His eyes flickered with a faint killing intent. He waved his hand, and a scar-faced, fierce-looking man came out with a lunchbox.
“Humph, this is for you. Take it and get lost!”
The lunchbox was thrown forcefully at the boy.
The blond boy immediately squatted down, carefully picking up the spilled rice and dishes, and meticulously putting them back into the box. The scar-faced man watched with obvious disgust and hatred.
If it weren’t for the village’s orders to provide food to this boy, the man would have killed him long ago, let alone give him food. The faint killing intent emanating from him was real, not a joke!
“Damn monster! Why don’t you just die already!”
The whispered curse was loud enough for the boy to hear.
The boy trembled uncontrollably, biting his lip. He kept his head down, holding the lunchbox, and left the restaurant, walking along the shadows of the streets.
He avoided crowded places, taking winding, secluded paths. He arrived at a dilapidated apartment, his home. He lived on the third floor. Originally, there were other residents, but after he moved in five years ago, everyone else left.
So the boy was the only one living there.
After returning to his room, the boy went to the kitchen. He stood on a small stool, carefully sorting the spilled rice and dishes, cleaning them, and reheating the remaining food.
“What a terrible place. Five years in this world already? Uzumaki Naruto? What an ironic name.”
The blond boy looked at the heating food with a sarcastic expression, speaking softly.
Yes, this boy’s name was Uzumaki Naruto.
But now, he wasn’t just a simple five-year-old.
He had the soul of someone over twenty years old from another world.
Of course, the previous world and identity didn’t matter anymore.
On that night five years ago, when he came to this world, he realized what he had become.
Uzumaki Naruto.
The world of Naruto.
When Naruto fully understood his cruel world and his dire circumstances, he couldn’t even muster a fake smile. But often, he had to pretend to be a naive child.
Wearing a mask.
The harsh environment, the hostility of nearly everyone.
And the constant surveillance.
Naruto endured immense psychological pressure over the past five years.
Even though he knew about Naruto’s miserable childhood from the original story.
It wasn’t detailed.
But living it was different.
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