Reborn into Naruto World with Tenseigan - This is Not a Chapter,
Note: I am in a depressed state so please excuse some of the grammatical, contextual and spelling errors.
Hello, everyone, it’s been almost four months since I started posting this story no webnovel and other platforms, including my p-atreon of course, and I hope you all love the story, I know the story is just a translations project but I would like everyone to know that I when I read the story, I really loved it, and I also understand that there are certain things that are strange and unreasonable but overall this story is an excellent fanfiction.
I am very grateful to all the readers who have been reading this story, and am also very grateful for all the suggestions I have been getting, I may not be able to reply to everyone, but I try to improve the story based on all suggestions and make some changes as the plot of the story is progressing.
This is obviously my first time doing such a thing and I have been learning a lot along the way, I am not a native English speaker nor I am so fluent with the language so I have been making constant improvements in the vocabulary and all as the story progresses, and I wouldn’t deny that I have improved a lot, those who have been following the story from the start might also agree with me, and I plan to continue improving as the story progresses.
Now with that out of the way, I would like to share a bit about myself, as for why I sharing about myself, well I feel the need to as I am in some real dire circumstances and would be very very very grateful if I could get some help, you don’t have to help me you don’t want to, but I would be eternally grateful you someone does.
Before explaining where do I need help, let me tell you a bit about my past, the reason I am going to share about my past is obviously to make you all emotional so that you might consider helping me I know I am shameless by doing so and I don’t deny it but I don’t know if I have any other option therefore please bear with me.
Currently I am 20 years old, a high school graduate who scored over all 90% in my final high school year, my scores in the five subjects that I had are:
Physical Education: 86
I know these are not the best grades, and I also understand that if I had really put more effort into studies instead of watching ANIMES, reading MANGA, LIGHT NOVELS, WEB NOVELS and FANFICTIONS etc, I could have performed better, but I suppose there is no use saying so as there are no second chances.
Aside from my academic performance I have also been an active player, I used to play Handball during my school years and also participated in some tournaments with the team.
With that out of the way, now I will be sharing the story of my life until now.
It was back when I was four years old, at least that’s the earliest i can remember, I realized that parent don’t have a good relationship, they would always fight, argue, it was a daily matter, I don’t know who was the one to start and who to finish, at that time, I would try to stay away from them, I was scared, scared to be swept in the arguments, I know it was cowardly of me, but I didn’t know what else to do, and that kind of living environment that I was in forced me to mature a bit early, although I am not kind of genius like Itachi and all, but I was and probably still am somewhat more mature compared to the people of the same age group, I could be wrong I don’t know…
Anyway, their fights would obviously not resolve so easily, after every argument, my mom would leave the house and go away to live with her parents, sometimes she would take me with her sometimes she would leave me with my dad, or I guess the better way of speaking would be that sometimes my dad wouldn’t be able to stop her from taking me away and sometimes he would be able to whichever the way suits better.
And my maternal grand parents home was not in the same city, it was quite far, so whenever these things happen and would have to move away, my schooling and education would be constantly disturbed.
You, know, I was studying in the best school of the city I used to live in, and I got the admission based on my intelligence which was above the my peers but this constant to-and-fro ruined by early childhood, there very few memories that I would even consider to be good, its only filled with parents constant fighting, then reconciliation months later, joining some school being able to make friends then was forced to leave and give up.
Things kept happening and my entire childhood was ruined.
These issues were getting so problematic that my father was also forced to leave my grandparents house, I know some of the readers would find this strange that my father was living with my grandparents even after he reached adulthood, but from where I am we have a culture of joint family so it isn’t any rare or sign of incompetence an all.
Anyway, back to the matter, my father was forced to leave my grandparents home, and move to an a completely different city, I was around six years old at the time, and we were so poor coz dad did not bring anything with him, aside from a bag of clothes and few bills.
Of course, it was Dad, Mom and me who came to and all new city, but here too the same things kept happening, Dad did great and managed to have a stable income but my parents fight would kept ruining everything.
And of course, my childhood was ruined as a result.
Now that I think about it, there are too many grades I didn’t attend at school, I went to Nursery for a few months but didn’t attend other years of Kindergarten, I did not so to school for my 1st grade, went for a few months during my 2nd grade then back to same did not attend 3rd and 4th grade.
And I won’t deny that these missed years had much impact on me.
The came the next big change in y life, I was around 9 years old when my mom and dad were finally done with each other and my mom left, did not even turn back to see me for the last time and just went away, and I haven’t seen or heard form her ever since.
Now it was just me and my dad, he was not like my mom, he didn’t leave me, he really cared from me and loved me.
When my dad and mom finally separated at that time, our financial condition had fallen to very sever point, we weren’t even able to pay the rent for the next six months, didn’t have much money to enjoy, so no life of luxury, but I always tried not to complain for two reasons, first is that I understood about these problems and tried not to put too much pressure on him, the second reason is that I was afraid, afraid that if I become too much troublesome then he might also leave me, then what would I do?
Of course, that was a needless worry, my dad loved me too much to leave me, but I was still afraid and always stayed like an honest and quiet kid, not much demanding, never even asking for pocket money.
We were also very fortunate that our landlord was a kind man and allowed us to live for six month before my dad finally managed to restart earning.
A few months later I was again admitted to school, although it wasn’t a very nice one as that was way out of our budget but dad tried his best to give me the best education that our finances could support.
And the grade i was finally admitted to was 5th.
Then life returned to normal, dad would go to work, he would leave early at around the same time I would go to school, which is 7:30 in the morning and he would come back around 7:30 in the evening.
All that time I would stay at home alone taking care of myself, my diet and everything, coz you know I didn’t wanted to be a burden on my dad mare than I already was.
I took me about two years to cover up everything in my studies, but then again some problems started during the second semester of my 6th grade, there were some organization who started threatening my dad, and it came to the point where they even attempted my kidnapping, dad had to quit everything and make sure to stay at home for my safety, he didn’t want to take any risk when it came to me, I guess he loves me too much.
anyway, Dad stayed at home for the next 10 months, and during those 10 months I didn’t take a single step out of my house other than the time when I had to go to school, and even when I had to go to school dad would personally come to drop me at the school bus stop and then make sure to present at the bus stop 15 minutes prior to the time of me returning from school, this continued on for the next 10 months and finally things passed.
Although threat wasn’t resolved but it subsided, and although life was not back to normal, I still had to be very careful of who I talk to from then on, but I managed it…
By the time I passed my 6th grade I had already covered up all the back log I could and was now able to full focus on the 7th grade, and this grade was the year of change, this year not only did I score excellent in all my subjects as a resulting achieving the first division among all the sections of my grade but also quite well in the extracurriculars as a result winning several chess and handball tournaments.
Now life was back on track, for the next two three years, my dad had several successful deals, our financial situations was returning to normal, I kept performing brilliantly in the subsequent grades, the only change that took place my growing height which took away most of the baby fat on my body as well as the -2.5 and -2.75 myopic spectacles that I started to wear.
Lack of proper nutrition due to there being no one to cook for you was also a problem but I had long been gotten over it so it didn’t bother me.
And soon 3 years passed, now I was in 10th grade, there was some regular teenage drama, you know, the hormonal changes, crushes, love interest and all that shit, but I will discuss that some other time.
It was month of September of the year 2016, the midterms were around the corner, I was of course not in the slightest worried about the upcoming exams as I was confident because of being studious person, as such I found studies to be relatively easy, and it was around this time that the luck was tired of everything going good for and decided to give me extremely hard time, my da had an accident just on the evening before the day of my Mathematics exam, although this accident was not life threatening but my mental state was in haywire, I couldn’t sleep of the whole night, had to stay at the hospital and went to give my exams directly from the hospital, I don’t know how I completed that exam, all the while tears were continuously streaming down my eyes, by the time I was finished writing the papers, the exam sheet was in a mess and wasn’t even sure what score I would be getting, but the Mathematics teacher I had for that year was very understanding and kind by nature, she understood that mental state I might have been at the time and checked my paper such that I managed to score above 90/100 in the exam.
And I would always be grateful to her for that.
All that aside, the accident my dad had deep impact on us, he was no longer in a working condition, and since we didn’t have any medical insurance, the hospital charges were paid from all the savings, aside from that he was on a bed rest and could no longer work, I tried to get a part time job, but insisted that I focus on studies, let the finances be handled by him.
I complied and kept up with my studies, and soon 10th grade was over, when the result was declared, had scored about 96.4% in my 10th grade, which was a very good result.
After 10th now it was 11th grade, I chose, PCM, as I wanted to be an engineer, I also had a dream college that I wanted to get in, and the college is not so easy to get into, I had to join tuitions only then would I have been able to prepare for the nation-wide entrance test of the college, but I was ready to put in the effort and dad had faith in that I would be able to qualify for that particular program that I wanted to choose.
And then my rigorous studies began for the college entrance began two years before the entrance exam, I had to manage the both school and tuitions simultaneously but I was doing good, there were of course some trouble midway but I was able to over come them and in this manner my 11th grade was clear, but there was one issue, dad was no longer working, there was no source of income, only expenditure, and not even a penny was earned, the savings we had were soon finished and there was no more money left to pay for the tuitions by the end of my 11th grade, as a result I had to quit the tuitions midway, and could no longer continue for my 12th grade, there was also no money to pay for the my school fees for my 12th grade, as such I did not go to school for the next six months and took a leave of absence, there were continuous notices from the school that they would remove my name from the school and I would no longer be eligible to sit for the exams but I had no way to pay the fees, I tried continuing my studies but I was so mentally disturbed that I couldn’t, and that was when i came into contact with the world of fiction for the second time in my life.
Before this, I did watch some anime series like, Dragon Ball, Nanatsu no Taizai and some other, but I didn’t focus on otaku culture, however, this time was different, I was so disappointed with my shitty life that I kept delving into the world of fiction, ANIMES became drugs to me, I was addicted now, couldn’t focus on anything, day and night I would fantasize and think about the stories I read, and the time kept passing, ultimately dad managed to arrange some money to pay my school fees and I restarted to school but it was never the same, honestly speaking, for my 12th grade i only went to school for about 30 days and that’s it, this excuse, that excuse, etc, etc, I would no longer go to school, stay at home, watch animes, read manga, LN, WN and all in the name of self-study.
Time passed and my dad understood that this can’t continue anymore and me and my dad had some discussions, we decided that I would drop one year after completing schooling to prepare for the college entrance exam, this method was not unconventional and there are many students who opt for this method, so we decided to go with this method.
The time we had this discussion was just two months prior to my final exams of the high school graduation year, after this discussion, I took a deep breath and fully focused in my studies, other than some occasional anime breaks, i would spend most of my time studies, and fortunately enough I managed to cover up the entire year within these two months, I had to study for like 14-15 hours a day, but that wasn’t any troubling.
Then came the exams and my dad says that I performed good considering my circumstances, but I was disappointed utterly disappointed, but I tried to smile and did not cry, an over all percentage of 90% may have been a result that many dream of, but it was disappointing for me, nothing less of 98% was unacceptable, and the fact that I scored so less in ENGLISH and PHYSICAL EDUCATION was nothing short of humiliating, there was a possibility that if I got my paper rechecked then my marks would have increased, but I was unable to apply for that as there was an application fees and I couldn’t afford it.
So, all I could do was, bury my head in the pillow and cry, not even letting out a small noise to not make my dad burdened.
Days passed and now it was time to start the tuitions, but unfortunately dad couldn’t keep his words, he was unable to arrange money, I… didn’t know what to feel about it any longer…
To drop the year I didn’t take admission in any other college, so now I was not eligible to be admitted in them.
I was so disappointed with life that I couldn’t even be disappointed anymore.
We couldn’t afford admissions in private collage because of their high fees
Tuition fees is another matter, we didn’t even have enough money to fill in the form for the entrance examination, or admission application, even food and living was becoming difficult, had to sell all my high school books so that our stomach don’t stay empty, my dad still didn’t allow me to work, he would ask me to focus on my studies digitally and leave the earning to him,
But that no longer went the same, I was under depression, considered suicide several times but something would stop me to take that final step, it was my dad’s effort that he put on me, I could just leave him alone, he no longer had anyone, parents, families, relatives, everyone else was forgotten and only I existed, if I committed suicide then what about him?
So I did not committed suicide but couldn’t focus on studies either and ANIME culture again became the drug I needed, I would stay awake for continuous 72 to 96 hours reading my fav. LNs, fanfiction, and imagine myself living in those fantasy worlds, be a part of them.
My health kept deteriorating, I lost about 25 kg body weight, my digestive system was in a mess, couldn’t breath properly, bones start to protrude out of my skin, over all, I was very weak and unhealthy.
I had lost motivation to live, was just waiting for death, dad too was unable to help me as he was also depressed, the mere fact that he did not put pressure on me was already more than one could have asked for.
In this way, 1 year passed, and now it was the last week of September 2020, that was when I started reading this fanfiction on webnovel, Harry Potter and the Rise of the Protector, and I read one phrase on this story, I don’t remember it exactly but it said something like, ‘Whatever state we are in, we are solely responsible for that, we may try to blame it upon others but that’s just an excuse we are giving to try to convince ourselves, if you truly want to be something in life then you and only have the power to get there!’ and this sentence changed my life, the very next day I talked with my dad to join GYM, although he didn’t have enough money, but he complied to my request and allowed me to join, I put all my effort, and worked very hard, aside from gym I started learning graphic designing so that I would be able to sell my services on freelance market place, but unfortunately I didn’t get much success in that, the whole month of October passed, now it was November, dad didn’t have anymore money to pay for my gym and this month was hardest for us, had to spent many things from our house to get by this month, but we managed to get by and it was in the month of Nov that I finally had the idea to post translations, and thankfully I received some support and started earning, with the earnings I had in nov, dec and jan, we were able to pay the pending bills, rent amount, my dad had to go through a very critical operation which cost quite a lot, but life has finally started to be normal again.
Now comes the main matter, I want to continue with my studies, and am actually selected into a college, although it is not a college that I dreamed but it is a good one nonetheless, but the thing is that they are unwilling to avail me any financial aid scholarship because I am a a two years dropper, and their terms says that only recent high school graduates and one year droppers are can avail some amount of scholarship.
I am now in a bind, although the college is very good, but it is extremely expensive, not something I can afford, while simultaneously taking care of our family finances, my dad has already given up on life and no longer fit to work or earn, so I am the soul earner of my family and had to also take care of his medical expenses.
But I want to also not let this opportunity pass away and want to join the college, so here I am writing this sob story that describes my shitty life in the hopes that some of the readers who have read up to here will have some pity on me and help me if they can.
As for the reason I want to go to college, its because I want to bring Full-Dive Virtual reality to life, that’s basically my dream, I mean c’mon, who doesn’t want to experience the fictional world of VRMMORPG?
And bring it to life is my DREAM, but I need some help to take my first step towards this dream!
I am not forcing anyone, but I would be extremely grateful if get some help.
You can consider me shameless for doing so and I won’t deny it, because I know I am extremely shameless, trying to take advantage of other’s kindness, but that’s all I can.
Of course, you don’t have to help me for free, if there’s anything that I can help you with please feel free to contact me at though discord which is milta#0361.
Or you can join my P-atreon account as that is also a way to help me.
Or if you are a very generous person, you can also help me without asking for anything in return, if you do want to, you can contact me through discord: milta#0361 is my account id.
Lastly, I want to say that if you think that whatever I have written is fake and bullshit then that’s up to you, but I can swear in the name of ROB that everything I have written is true and this is the story of my shitty life.
For those who have has the patience to read up to the end, I thank them from the bottom of my heart.
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Thank you very much!