Capítulo 1: Chapter 1: Past Memories
It was an ordinary day for Kaito Sanada, yet the air was thick with a sense of restlessness. As he sat in his programming class, his mind wandered far from the lesson at hand. The material felt painfully basic, almost trivial, compared to the knowledge he had amassed through countless hours spent alone in front of his computer screen. An orphan with no close friends or family, Kaito had always found solace in the digital world. It was not just a tool; it was his escape, his mentor, and his gateway to a universe beyond his own.
From childhood, Kaito immersed himself in coding, learning through YouTube tutorials, working on personal projects, and even earning money through freelance gigs. The computer had become his lifeline, a source of companionship in a world that often felt isolating. Though his only real pastime—watching anime—did little to enhance his social life, it brought him joy and a sense of belonging in its own way.
Despite the loneliness, Kaito found contentment in his circumstances. Growing up without parents and facing financial hardships had been a tough battle, but he had fought valiantly. To afford his first computer, he juggled part-time jobs, determined to create a better life for himself. When he finally purchased that machine, it transformed everything. He dove into programming with a fervor, absorbing knowledge from every corner of the internet. After years of freelancing, he had earned enough to stand on his own two feet, carving out a niche in a world that often overlooked those like him.
Now independent, Kaito felt a strong urge to give back. He donated any extra money he had to the orphanage where he grew up, never forgetting the struggles of his past. Yet, over the past year, he had made a significant decision: to enroll in a small university—not necessarily for the education itself, but to earn a diploma. Even with a successful freelance career, he recognized the harsh reality that many stable jobs required formal qualifications, regardless of one's skills or experience.
During class, Kaito often slipped into daydreams, imagining how different his life could be. He would often envision himself living in the vibrant worlds of the anime he adored, particularly Naruto. Perhaps it was because it was the first anime he ever watched, or perhaps it was the deep connection he felt to Naruto, a fellow orphan navigating a harsh world. The series had become more than mere entertainment for Kaito; it was a beacon of motivation. Whenever life felt overwhelming, he drew strength from Naruto's unyielding spirit and determination to never give up.
As he was lost in thought, a blaring fire alarm jolted him back to reality. Panic surged through the classroom as students scrambled for the exit, a whirlwind of chaos and confusion. Kaito, unaccustomed to physical activity due to his sedentary lifestyle, struggled to keep pace. The acrid smoke quickly filled the air, stinging his lungs and clouding his vision. Just as he was about to reach safety, darkness engulfed him, and he collapsed.
When Kaito regained consciousness, he found himself lying in a hospital bed, relief washing over him like a warm wave. He realized he had been rescued from the chaos. Initially, he assumed he was being treated for smoke inhalation, but as he took in his surroundings, confusion settled in. The hospital looked nothing like any he had ever seen. The most bewildering aspect was the doctors—some were using a mysterious green glow to treat patients.
Suddenly, a memory flickered in his mind. He had seen this technique before, but not in reality—in the world of Naruto. The realization hit him like a freight train—he had somehow been transported into the very anime he cherished.
A rush of emotions flooded him—fear, disbelief, and an unexpected thrill coursed through his veins. On one hand, he had longed to experience the magic of this world, but on the other, he understood the danger that lurked in every corner. This wasn't merely a fantasy; it was a realm filled with life-threatening challenges.
As he grappled with the enormity of it all, a woman suddenly rushed to his side, enveloping him in a tight embrace. Tears streamed down her face as she exclaimed, "Thank God you're awake!" This was a novel experience for Kaito. No one had ever expressed such raw, heartfelt emotion toward him before. A lump formed in his throat as tears welled in his eyes; for the first time in years, he allowed himself to cry.
After a few moments, he gathered his thoughts and began piecing together the fragments of his new reality. He quickly deduced that the boy whose body he now inhabited was named Satoshi Kennya. The woman who held him close was his mother, Satoshi Hina, and the man beside her was his father, Satoshi Makuro.
He overheard snippets of conversation, piecing together the fact that he had been brought to the hospital after suffering a head injury during the infamous Nine-Tails attack on Konoha. Satoshi was only six years old. Both of Satoshi's parents were ordinary citizens, which meant the boy had no inherent advantages in this perilous world.
The doctors reassured Satoshi's parents that it was common for patients to exhibit unusual behavior after head injuries, so any strange quirks Kaito displayed wouldn't raise suspicions. In this world, life and death danced together like shadows, and the mere fact that they had survived the Nine-Tails attack as a family was a miracle in itself. Hina and Makuro were simply grateful to have their son back.
As Kaito, now inhabiting Satoshi's body, realized the complexities of this new life, he understood that living in the world of Naruto was going to be far more intricate than he had ever imagined. Without bloodline abilities or any ninja training, he was just an ordinary six-year-old boy in a world teeming with extraordinary dangers. Yet, deep within him, a flicker of excitement ignited. Could this be his chance to embrace the adventure he had always dreamed of? Or was he on the brink of facing challenges far beyond anything he had ever encountered?
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