[Life Infinite Simulator — Loading…]
[Loading complete.]
[Motto: Create miracles with heart; find happiness even without wealth.]
[Current World: Naruto.]
[Key Event: The Night of the Uchiha Massacre.]
[Simulation Start.]
[Age 0: You are born into the Uchiha clan of Konohagakure. Your father names you Uchiha Hatake, hoping you will survive in a world where shinobi die young.]
[Age 1: You die during the Uchiha Massacre, executed by Uchiha Itachi under secret orders from Konoha's leadership, with Obito acting in the shadows.]
[Simulation End.]
[Evaluation: Pain registered. Death causes real psychological feedback. May you endure longer next time.]
[Reward: 2 Simulation Coins (Total: 2). One random talent (99% probability: low-grade).]
Ryoma jolted awake.
His mind still clung to the last image —
a silent night, crimson moonlight, and a black-cloaked figure standing atop a utility pole.
Itachi's expression had been empty.
The shuriken had flown.
Then darkness.
Thankfully, the simulator dampened mental trauma. Otherwise, few users would survive repeated deaths.
Ryoma steadied his breathing and focused on the reward interface.
Simulation Coins functioned as entry tickets — one coin per run.
Talents, however, were the real treasure.
They carried over into simulations — and could even manifest in reality.
A true cheat system.
He selected Claim Reward.
A holographic line of text appeared.
[Stage Declaration (E-rank): Before entering a simulation, you may declare a "flag" — a desired outcome — with a 1% chance of being realized.]
Ryoma wasn't surprised.
The simulator classified talents as E, D, C, B, A, and EX.
E-rank was the bottom.
Trash tier.
Still — it was only his first run.
A man's first time being short was nothing to be ashamed of.
…Cough.
Ryoma was reborn in the real world.
In his previous life, he had played a life-simulation game — then opened his eyes and found himself in 2003.
This world resembled his old one.
Ordinary. Quiet. No superheroes. No magic. No destined prodigies.
He was just an average student — no photographic memory, no luck, no artistic genius.
His plan had been simple: study, enter university, live an unremarkable life.
Then the simulator appeared.
"Another peaceful day…"
He slung on his backpack and switched on his MP3 player.
Jay Chou's newest hit flowed through cheap earbuds.
🎵 "We are all guilty, committing different sins…" 🎵
MP3 players were still king.
Smartphones hadn't arrived.
In his old life, he'd even read novels on one.
He reached school on time.
On the blackboard:
"100 Days Until the College Entrance Exam."
He took his seat by the window in the back row and opened his Chinese textbook.
A full day of study passed uneventfully.
That night, back in his rented apartment—
[Life Infinite Simulator — Loading…]
[Loading complete.]
[Motto: Create miracles with heart; find happiness even without wealth.]
[Current World: Naruto.]
[Key Event: The Night of the Uchiha Massacre.]
[This run consumes 1 Simulation Coin.]
[Select up to 5 talents.]
Ryoma activated Stage Declaration.
"If possible… grant me the Mangekyō Sharingan."
In the Naruto world, surviving the massacre without overwhelming power was nearly impossible.
[Simulation Start.]
[Age 0: You are born into the Uchiha clan. Your mother names you Uchiha Fuki.]
[Age 5: You visit the Inuzuka clan's ninken training grounds. You provoke a feral training dog. You die from infected wounds before medical nin can arrive.]
[Simulation End.]
[Evaluation: You and dogs lack compatibility. Consider avoiding canines in future runs.]
[Reward: 2 Simulation Coins (Total: 3). One random talent.]
"Chu!"
Ryoma sat up abruptly.
Dying to a dog?
Of all things?
Infuriating.
[Sharp Tongue (E-rank): You excel at persuasion and verbal manipulation. Three sentences can gain trust. Effect doubled against hostile or unstable targets.]
…The name felt like mockery.
Still — this was genuinely useful.
Language, after all, could be sharper than kunai.
"Again," Ryoma muttered.
This simulator was addictive.
Every run felt like gambling with fate.
[Simulation Start.]
[Age 0: You are born into the Uchiha clan. Your father names you Uchiha San.]
[Age 5: The Nine-Tails attacks Konoha. You are caught outdoors during the chaos. A collapsing structure crushes you before rescue arrives.]
[Simulation End.]
[Evaluation: Reckless heroism leads only to early death.]
[Reward: 2 Simulation Coins (Total: 4). One random talent.]
Ryoma choked on air.
Whoever programmed these evaluations was a professional sadist.
[Photographic Memory (E-rank): You can perfectly recall most things after seeing them once.]
Not bad.
At least real-world exams were solved now.
"I refuse to believe this is the end."
[Simulation Start.]
[Age 0: Born into the Uchiha clan. Your father names you Uchiha Feng.]
[Age 7: You die on the night of the Uchiha Massacre — slain by Itachi before you even understand what is happening.]
[Simulation End.]
[Evaluation: Cherish life. Stay away from clan politics.]
[Reward: 2 Simulation Coins (Total: 5). One random talent.]
Ryoma stared at the ceiling.
Same fate.
Same murderer.
Same cursed night.
[Memory Retention (E-rank): You retain real-world memories inside simulations.]
Ryoma froze.
To most, this would be worthless.
To him — a reincarnator who knew Naruto's plot — it was priceless.
Precognition disguised as low rank.
He wouldn't trade it for EX-tier.
"With this… even Itachi won't catch me unprepared."
He exhaled, rising for school.
Dawn light filtered through the window.
Another Jay Chou song played.
🎵 "Who plays the pipa, East Wind breaks the years…" 🎵
That night, he returned.
All four talents equipped.
If he wanted the highest evaluation during the Uchiha Massacre scenario, he would need to walk straight into hell — and survive.
Failure didn't matter.
He could always restart.
[Simulation Start.]
[Age 0: You are born into the Uchiha clan of Konoha. Orphaned at birth. The clan elders name you Uchiha Nagare.]
[Age 6: You enter the Ninja Academy. With photographic memory and retained knowledge, you rise rapidly, earning praise as a prodigy second only to Itachi. Uchiha Fugaku takes notice and begins personally overseeing your training.]
[Age 10: You graduate early and become a Genin.]