You know how you pray for summer to come, not thinking about the exams you have to overcome. Praying for reincarnation is the same. I had to die first.
Well, I would have died regardless of reincarnation though, so I guess that's a worthless analogy. But I would enter the exams whether I wan—
FUCK THE EXAMS I AM DYING.
I can't do shit about that though. Aren't school shootings supposed to happen only in America? And I don't even know the kid. Why was I killed?! Damn, I should have jumped out the window instead of crying in fear.
Well, no use in fretting about the past.
PLEASE GODS LET ME REINCARNATE. ALLAH, CHRIST, BUDDHA, WHOEVER YOU ARE. I swear... I will live a better life.
Oh... my brain... is slowing down.
Fuck... dying is... as scary as I thought—
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What is all this noise?
Wait, noise?
I CAN STILL THINK. I AM.
And I opened my eyes to... who I assume was mother.
Well, there was NO WAY I would live after taking those bullets, but I still didn't really want to die.
Fuck... I at least hope I went to the past. Then I can get rich with crypto and stocks. Wait for me, NVIDIA!
Wait, what do I mean "fuck"? This is 100% a good thing. THANK YOU DEAR GOD. Just give me your name and my life is yours.
Well, my life is most likely under your mercy anyway. What I mean is, my life is dedicated to your religion.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0
Okay God. Don't complain about being given a mere 5 seconds, you probably had an eternity of reaction time.
LET'S GOO! I would hate to be a priest. I will live this life for myself too.
Now, let's focus on the matter at hand. My mother looks pretty worried. She expects me to cry, I guess. My body does feel like crying indeed, but I am too happy for that shit. I gotta make baby noises then.
What did babies sound like again? Uhh, here we go.
I closed my eyes in stress and said my magnificent baby imitation of:
—Gugu-gaga
Was that too classical? Too much like film culture? Should I have cried instead? Yes, I should have cried. Fuck, let's hope for the best.
I opened my eyes to see...
HAHAHAH, THEY BOUGHT IT.
New mother is hugging me now. What would a baby do in this situation?
I can't do shit. I am wrapped like a burrito.
I love mother's affection though. It fills me with warmth, so much warmth it feels physical.
I want to be a more affectionate person this time around.
That's more of a long-term goal though. Imma sleep first.
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Time flies by VERY FAST as a baby.
I drink the morning milk, blink once, and it's night. I drink milk again and repeat the cycle.
I make sure to drink to my limit. The milk is important for my development.
I also sleep like 20 hours a day. Even if I don't feel like it, I prefer to sleep. Sleep isn't fun, but the crib is boring af.
It's like being in chemistry class. Looking at the wall is very boring, but it's more entertaining than the subject, so the wall it is.
What an analogy! I must be a genius baby.
By the 2nd week, I could use my limbs and turn my head. It's by then that I found out something horrifying.
When mother was changing my diaper, I came to the realization of...
WHERE IS MY DICK?!?!?!?!
It was sadly the first time I cried in my second life.
I don't hate girls or anything, but I don't want to bleed and suffer every single month.
I DON'T WANT TO. I DON'T WANT TO. GOD HELP!!
My baby side is catching up to me. Meh, I want to be a more affectionate person anyway.
That's why I didn't push away and will not push away my mother and father. I am their biological daughter. They are my family as much as my other family.
I am not going to deny their feelings just because of my reincarnation. I took over this body — MY body — as soon as I was born. I have been their daughter since they had one. I am no skinwalker. I am their real daughter.
Blegh. I feel like a femboy.
Sorry to all femboys.
Wait, am I a femboy? I don't think I am.
At least not willingly, that's for sure.
Anyways, my mortal vessel is insignificant — just a tool for my immortal mind.
My mind has transcended death once, so there is no evidence it isn't a force over reality.
I will not test that hypothesis.
I am kidding. The body is the mind and the mind is the body. I accept this body wholeheartedly — or rather, wholebrainedly?
Or was it my soul that transcended death?
Wholesouledly?
This is one of my senseless thought trains I thought of in the short time I am awake. There is too much time for thinking when you are unable to do any action.
Well, there is some action.
I try to move my body whenever no one is near my crib so I can walk out of this prison as fast as possible.
I thought progress would be slow.
But it is, surprisingly fast? Like supernaturally.
I started to roll around my crib by the 3rd week and somehow started crawling within by the 2nd month.
Father saw and hugged me. He is so warm. Also, he was surprised but not THAT surprised.
Don't babies start crawling by like the 8th month?
I really must be a genius baby!
I wish I could talk to ask though. Imma work on that.
Mother and father let me out of the crib a week after the crawling, and I started to examine the house.
It wasn't modern, nor was it too medieval. That's a good sign. House isn't an apartment, its a traditional house and kinda big. That means the non-modernity isn't caused by lack of money. So I think I am in the past — but not too much in the past, thankfully.
By the 3rd month, I kinda started talking. Mother and father loved to take me to their bed and read books to me.
They kissed too frequently for my liking though.
There is a baby in the room, behave yourselves!
I also have a brother. He is like 7.
I love playing near my brother.
He loves playing ninja. He has these wooden kunai and everything, but doesn't let me use them.
He gets mock-angry when I climb on top of him while he is meditating. He even threw me on the couch once. It was a light throw and didn't hurt, but Mom didn't like that regardless.
I love mother. I love father. I love brother.
I have a loving family.
By the 4th month, after my gruesome efforts and my brother's unhelpful training...
I WAS ABOUT TO WALK.
Small steps for me and no step for humanity.
But before I could, they finally took me outside. We went to a park with my whole family.
I asked brother with great difficulty about why I wasn't taken outside before, and he talked about some disaster, then got scared out of nowhere and ran to mother.
That was ominous, so I ignored it.
He probably fell in a puddle after it rained or something.
Anyway, the park was a small and beautiful grass field. And I decided that—
I SHALL TAKE MY FIRST STEPS HERE!
So I called mother, father, and brother. They surrounded me in a circle.
I got into crawl position, expertly put my body weight back, opened my arms to the side. This was going good. Now FOCUS. Then I put all my strength into my legs and PUSHED.
I WAS STANDING UP!
I looked around. Mother was clapping, eyes brimming. Brother was chanting my name and father was smiling.
"I, THE GREAT REINCARNATE AYA, BEFORE MY MOST LOVED PEOPLE, SHALL TAKE MY FIRST STEPS IN THIS LAND."
Maybe this speech would have been over the top if it weren't inaudible mumblings of a baby and half the words were from my past world.
I took one leg up, AND DRAGGED IT TO THE FRONT.
Mortals who shared my blood, also called my family, started cheering before my incredible deeds.
But it wasn't the end of my magnificence.
Another step, and another, and another.
I was out of the family circle, walking into the wild. The earth shook with my steps, nature bowed its head. My head high like a hero, looking at the horizon—
My eyes widened.
There was no horizon. There was a wall.
A wall with 4 faces.
I knew those faces.
Hashirama, Tobirama, Hiruzen, Minato.
Wait wait wait wait wait—
TIMEOUT.
That's the Hokage Mountain.
This is the world of Naruto. This is the ninja world.
I am in the ninja world. I reincarnated into the ninja world.
"I CAN BE A NINJA," I shouted out at the top of my lungs. My shout actually turned some heads. They had vests and kunai and everything. How could I not realize? This was incredible.
All the ninjas moved away from my brilliance, the heaven came into vision, moved by my will. The world bent around me. My family cheered from behind.
Those weren't cheers though. They were shouting.
Oh, I was falling.
Meh, who cares. I am like 30 centimeters up.
I fell on the grass and laid there with the biggest smile on my face. Mother came to check up on me, but my smile erased her worries. Brother and father also came, all of them in my vision.
I started laughing with joy. My laugh was infectious. We all laughed.
I never laughed this happily before. I have a loving family. I have a dream and my life just started. What more could I want?
Yes, there is trouble brewing. Yes, Orochimaru exists and Akatsuki exists and Madara exists and Kaguya exists — but I am happy.
I had nothing before this. I didn't want the future to come. I didn't love my previous world. I went to school every day, then I would get a job and work and retire and then die. I had no dreams, no goals, and no purpose. I didn't feel like I was living. I had a scuffed family, I always lied, and I couldn't show my emotions. I built a shell around myself, and I couldn't break it. My every try resulted in isolation. I was unhappy and scared. Breaking the shell was too painful, so I stayed in — like a dumbass.
This world is way more perilous than the last. I am aware I will face much more difficulty than my last life. I will face death much more, and I will have to push myself to my limits and even further beyond.
But I SHALL NOT GIVE UP. I will push through every challenge. I will make friends, and I will get stronger.
I have a loving family. I will have friends. I won't let that shell come back. I won't get trapped again.
Thank GOD I reincarnated. I love my new family, and I love this world.
If Uchiha Madara will harm the people I love — if an alien goddess aims to destroy my world — then I shall just become the best ninja there is and stop those threats.
In this new life, I will protect the people I love.
That is my ninja way!!