UCHIHA LIBERATOR (NARUTO X MALE UCHIHA OC)

Chapter 1

The Void

A vast emptiness greeted me when I awoke from my slumber-no light, no sound, no smell, no taste, not even the sensation of touch. It was as though I had been plunged into the heart of nothingness itself.

In this void, thoughts began to surface, floating to the forefront of my mind like fleeting fragments. Who am I? How did I get here? And most disturbingly, Why am I here? These questions swirled in an endless cycle, echoing through the silence until they too faded, consumed by the void.

Time no longer had meaning here, and I had no way of measuring its passage. I don't know how long I endured this isolation before the silence was pierced by a sound. My heart raced as I turned toward its source-there, in the void, stood a black box.

What in the world is this? I thought, stepping closer. It was like a window, but to where? Peering inside, I saw people. At first, they seemed real-moving, speaking-yet somehow I knew they weren't. No one was there beside me. It was surreal, like a dream... or perhaps some strange kind of magic. How could they all fit inside the box? Were they trapped?

I squinted, focusing on one figure who stood out among the rest. He had wild, spiky blond hair, like he'd just tumbled out of bed. His clothes? A bright, almost blinding orange, as if he wanted to be the center of attention wherever he went. Though I couldn't see his face clearly, I caught a glimpse of odd markings on his cheeks-almost like whiskers.

Who was he?

As I stared into the strange window, the void around me seemed to close in even tighter. The questions-the ones I thought I'd forgotten-started to return.

Who am I?

Suddenly, a blinding flash of light enveloped me, and an excruciating pain shot through my head like lightning. I winced, feeling a strange, earthy taste coat my tongue. Had I fallen to the ground? I wondered, disoriented and confused.

With great effort, I attempted to open my eyes, which I realized had been shut tight. As I gradually peeled them open, the world around me came into view, though everything appeared blurry and distorted. Colors bled into one another, and shapes floated like ghosts in my vision.

I blinked repeatedly, trying to clear the fog that clung to my mind. The light, once blinding, began to soften, revealing a landscape that seemed both familiar and alien. Shadows danced at the edges of my vision, and a gentle breeze whispered through the air, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and fresh grass.'

"Disappointing."

As I looked up at the boy who had delivered those hurtful words, I couldn't help but notice the arrogant glint in his eyes. It was as if he believed the entire world revolved around him, and the weight of his self-importance only intensified my annoyance. I couldn't recall much from before, but something deep within me urged me to rise, to confront this arrogant boy.

"I expected more of a challenge, but I guess all that strength of yours was just a ruse," he sneered.

With renewed determination, I planted my other hand firmly on the ground, channeling all my frustration and resolve into the movement. Slowly but surely, I began to push myself up, summoning every ounce of strength I had.

"Stay down," I heard the same boy say. I huffed in defiance and raised both arms to protect my face. Summoning all the strength I could muster, I charged at him, and for a brief moment, I saw surprise flicker in his eyes before he regained his composure and raised his arms to defend himself.

Seizing the opportunity, I grappled with his stomach, pushing him back a few steps. But he quickly retaliated, driving his knee into my face, causing blood to pour from my nose. I staggered back, reeling from the impact. Before I could recover, he spun around and delivered a swift kick aimed at the side of my face. I managed to block it with my right hand, but the force of the blow sent pain shooting through my arm. I suppressed a whimper that almost escaped my lips.