Rebirth in the Shinobi World: The Creator's Blessing

Chapter 1: The Cosmic Rebirth

The world had ended in a flash of light.

Akira Kazane didn't know what hit her at first. She was deep in her game, immersed in the virtual reality of a medieval fantasy world, fighting off hordes of enemies with her custom avatar, dual swords in hand. Her fingers moved with lightning speed, matching the rhythm of her heart, adrenaline surging as she executed combo after combo. Victory was just within her grasp, until everything went dark.

A sharp crackling sound tore through her senses. Her VR equipment began to spark and hum ominously, the heat rising around her as the once-familiar control pads grew painfully hot against her skin.

"What the-?!" Akira ripped the helmet off her head, but it was too late. The energy from her electronic devices surged through her body in a violent shockwave, sending her to the ground in an instant.

Her last thought, before everything went black, wasn't about the pain or confusion. Instead, she cursed the fact that she didn't get to save her game.

When Akira opened her eyes again, she was surrounded by an endless white. It wasn't a hospital room. There were no beeping machines, no doctors hovering over her.

She blinked; her mind fuzzy. Where am I? She pushed herself up, her hands brushing against the smooth, cold floor. It felt real, yet surreal all at once.

As she gathered her senses, Akira noticed the people around her. Some looked terrified, others resigned, and a few wore strange expressions, as though they weren't quite sure what was going on either. Men, women, children, even a few people in what appeared to be prison jumpsuits. A line of them, stretching far into the distance, leading toward a massive, ornate set of doors at the end of the room.

"Am I... dead?" she whispered to herself, still dazed by the memory of the electrical shock.

This looks like some kind of waiting room, she thought, noting the way everyone stood, waiting their turn to go through the enormous doors.

Before she had time to process much more, the doors at the front swung open. A man stepped through; his head bowed. His form was translucent, almost ethereal, as if he wasn't quite there, and he walked through the doors with a certain finality that sent chills down Akira's spine.

One by one, people went inside, and those that came back looked... different. Some disappeared entirely. Some seemed relieved. A few wept. Akira watched silently, trying to make sense of it all.

Time moved strangely in this space, but before she could reflect on it much longer, a soft but firm voice echoed in her mind.

"Akira Kazane."

Her name. She stood up quickly, glancing around as if someone was calling her from nearby. But instead of being led to the doors where everyone else had gone, she was approached by a serene figure, a tall angelic being with glowing wings and kind eyes.

"Please, come with me," the angel said.

Hesitant, Akira followed the being to a side hallway, separate from the main path. They walked in silence, her heart racing. Why am I being separated from the others? The quiet hum of the hall deepened the surrealness of it all.

Eventually, the angel led her into a small, peaceful room. Inside were two beings sitting at an elegant table, one male, one female, both exuding an immense, otherworldly power. Their presence sent a shiver down Akira's spine, but they smiled warmly at her.

"Akira," the female began softly, her voice melodic and calming, "there has been a grave error in your death."

The male nodded, his expression apologetic. "You weren't supposed to die when you did. It was an unintended consequence of a cosmic shockwave, a rare event that disrupted the delicate fabric of life on Earth."

Akira blinked in disbelief. "Wait... a cosmic shockwave? That's what killed me? And... it wasn't even meant to happen?"

The beings exchanged a glance, and the male continued, "Yes. A rare phenomenon caused by the merger of two black holes, light-years away. The energy reached Earth, causing widespread electronic malfunctions. Your death was a result of this unfortunate event."

For a moment, Akira didn't know what to say. She had died because of some freak cosmic accident? Not even some epic disaster, just... bad luck?

"So what happens now? Am I just... stuck here? Go to heaven? or...hell?" she asked, feeling a rising dread.

"No," the female said with a smile. "As a form of apology, we are offering you a second chance at life. You will be allowed to choose a new world to reincarnate into."

Akira's mind spun. "Wait, I get to choose? Like, any world?"

The male nodded. "Yes. Any world your heart desires."

Akira's pulse quickened. Any world? Does that mean...? Her thoughts immediately jumped to one of her favorite worlds, Naruto, a place of powerful shinobi, chakra, and thrilling adventures.

"I want to go to the world of Naruto," Akira said firmly, surprising herself with how quickly the decision came.

The beings smiled again, clearly expecting her answer. The female waved her hand, and in the middle of the room, a large roulette wheel appeared, its sections labeled with different skills and abilities.

"Your power in this new world will be decided by chance. Whatever the wheel lands on will be your gift," the male explained.

Akira took a deep breath as the wheel began to spin. Her future, her second life, was now in the hands of fate. The wheel spun faster and faster, her heart pounding in sync with its movement.

Finally, it slowed, clicking past sections like "One For All(All 7 Quirks)," "Random Devil Fruit," "Elemental Mastery," "Random Nobel Phantasm," "Summoning Power," "Beelzebub," "Random kekkei genkai," and "Illusion Arts," "Copy," "Chakra Mastery," "NOTHING", until it came to a stop on Creation.

"What's this?" Akira asked, confused.

The female smiled gently. "You have received the Skill of Creation. As long as you have sufficient chakra, you will be able to create anything material, whether it's weapons, food, or valuable ores. Additionally, food you create can be infused with chakra, allowing those who consume it to heal and regenerate chakra and physical injuries."

Akira stared at them, stunned. She was going to enter the world of Naruto, one of her favorite fictional universes, with the power to create anything she could imagine?

Her new life as a shinobi was about to begin.