Waking up in Konoha as a newborn and realizing how dangerous and demanding this world is? Definitely not fun. But something is different-many people who were supposed to die are alive and well. She's already changed so much.
To make things even more...
I was born in the year 53, the same year the Second Shinobi War ended.
Being born—and remembering the whole process—is a traumatic event. I’m still in shock. Crying on and off has become a routine for me. How am I supposed to deal with this?
Never mind. The first two years of my life went by in a cycle of sleeping, crying, staring, and pooping. I couldn’t feel close to my mother at first. It felt like betraying my last one. However, as time passed, I began to feel guilty for treating her that way. She’s a wonderful mother with a beautiful name, Asami. She named me Sen.
My father is a shinobi at the chunin level, and they were both overjoyed at the birth of their first child.
Other members of my family include my maternal grandmother, Kei, and my aunt, Emiko, who is my mother’s younger sister. They live a few streets away from us in the civilian district. Most of my early years were spent going back and forth between my house and my grandmother’s.
I mostly saw the same street, day after day. Occasionally, I’d look up to see shinobi going about their routines. I haven’t encountered anyone familiar from Naruto yet—not a single character. I suppose I’ll have to wait until I can walk at least.
When I turned three, the Third Shinobi War began. I started speaking in Japanese, though learning a foreign language as a thirty-six-year-old in a three-year-old’s body wasn’t easy. After my third birthday, I finally managed to catch a glimpse of Hokage Mountain.
To say I was shocked is an understatement. The first face, Hashirama Senju, was familiar enough, but the next one wasn’t. There was no Tobirama Senju as the Nidaime. Instead, there was someone else entirely. This was my first brush with reality: this world isn’t the same as the one I watched in the anime.
I guess I’ll have to wait for more information. All my hopes rest on Namikaze Minato becoming the Yondaime Hokage.
But wait... What if Minato is evil? What if Danzo is a peace-loving medic? Could this world be one of those alternate personality timelines?
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When I turned four, one year into the war, I started venturing out more and made some neighborhood friends. Playing with other four-year-olds felt exhausting, but I had no choice. I couldn’t exactly ask adults to discuss philosophical topics with me.
Around this time, I began planning for future events. If a different Nidaime didn’t prevent the wars, I should assume some events are inevitable. My theory was confirmed when I visited the library and read about Konoha’s history.
Madara Uchiha still deserted Konoha in this timeline. His younger brother still died at Tobirama Senju’s hands. If history is this consistent, I’ll need to prepare for Madara’s interference in the Third Shinobi War. He’s probably plotting with Black Zetsu and stalking Obito as we speak.
But what can I do for Obito? I’ll only be ten years old by the time that happens. My best option might be to send Minato an anonymous letter about the Kannabi Bridge events. Still, I feel useless.
