One Week Survived, One Lucky Spin (?)
Inside his small wooden room, Satoru stared blankly at the system notification, suspicion written all over his face.
[Congratulations! You have survived one full week!] [Reward: 1 Special Lucky Spin.]
He scoffed, crossing his arms as he muttered to himself:
"Seriously, System? 'Survived'? Like I was in mortal danger the whole time? What, do you think I could just drop dead any second?"
[Confirmation: Yes.]
"…."
Satoru's lips twitched as a cold chill ran down his spine.
Wait—does the system know something I don't…?
Well, whatever! Free rewards were free rewards!
Before him, a spinning wheel appeared, packed with tempting prizes:
🔹 Random Mid-Tier Ninjutsu 🔹 Secret Weapon 🔹 Special Genetic Evolution 🔹 Chakra Enhancement Technique 🔹 Rare Equipment 🔹 Skill Bonus Ticket
Satoru took a deep breath and pressed spin!
The wheel spun rapidly, flashing brilliantly as it whirred.
Click.
The wheel slowed down… until it stopped at—
✨ Random Mid-Tier Ninjutsu ✨
Instantly, a rush of new information flooded his mind.
[Acquired Skill: Genjutsu – Eternal Dreamscape.]
Genjutsu – Eternal Dreamscape
Satoru's brow furrowed as he analyzed the technique.
This Genjutsu created an illusory dream world inside the target's mind, trapping them in an endless slumber.
Not as powerful as Tsukuyomi, but effective enough to incapacitate an enemy for a solid duration—long enough to escape or counterattack.
Nice. Now I have some real options in battle.
But just as he was about to celebrate—
A shocking announcement swept through the Academy.
Emergency! Unknown Shinobi Sighted Near Konoha!
The next morning, as soon as Satoru arrived at class, the students were already buzzing with chatter.
Obito was practically vibrating with excitement:
"I heard a group of ninja appeared at the outskirts of the village! They're not from Konoha!"
Gai clenched his fists, eyes sparkling:
"Could it be a challenge to test their strength!?"
Ebisu adjusted his glasses, speaking in a serious tone:
"No, they appear to be rogue shinobi, but the Hokage has already issued an investigation order."
Kakashi remained silent, his sharp eyes narrowing in thought.
He wasn't speaking, but he was definitely analyzing the situation deeply.
Satoru's instincts screamed that something was wrong.
A group of rogue ninja… appearing at this exact moment?
Coincidence? Or the start of something bigger?
An Afternoon That Changed Everything
That afternoon, as Satoru walked home, a massive explosion erupted from the marketplace.
BOOM!
Satoru's body tensed. He whipped around, eyes locking onto the thick black smoke rising into the sky.
People screamed, scattering in all directions.
But what sent a chill down his spine was the aura of pure killing intent radiating from the scene.
This wasn't an accident.
This was a deliberate attack.
The Enemy Appears!
Satoru sprinted towards the marketplace.
There, three figures in gray cloaks stood facing off against Konoha's Chunin-ranked shinobi.
One of the cloaked men stepped forward, his voice deep and gravelly:
"We don't wish to escalate this. Hand over some resources, and we'll leave."
A Konoha Chunin snapped back:
"Konoha does not negotiate with intruders!"
The tension skyrocketed.
And then—
One of the rogue ninja attacked first!
With a flick of his wrist, he hurled a barrage of poisoned kunai at one of the Konoha Chunin!
The projectiles shot forward like lightning, too fast for anyone to react.
But—
Satoru's body moved on its own.
In an instant—
He lunged forward, shoving the Chunin aside.
SHNK!
The kunai sank into Satoru's forearm.
Pain flared through his arm, but he remained standing.
No Haki. No advanced defenses.
But thanks to One Piece-level physique, his muscles were dense enough that the kunai didn't pierce deep enough to cripple him.
He was wounded, but far from helpless.
Satoru glanced at the blood trickling from his arm.
Then he clenched his fist.
When he looked up again, the cold sweat running down the enemy ninja's face was obvious.
He had felt it.
Satoru's killing intent.
The First Real Fight
Satoru took a deep breath, feeling his chakra flow.
This wasn't an anime.
This was real combat.
He couldn't afford to hold back.
"…Good."
His hands formed a quick seal, his gaze sharpening as a faint glow flickered in his eyes.
"Genjutsu – Eternal Dreamscape."
The rogue ninja froze mid-step, his pupils dilating in shock.
His body trembled as his consciousness was dragged into a new reality.
Inside his mind—
A pitch-black world stretched infinitely.
He ran, but there was no exit.
No matter how fast he moved, he remained trapped in the nightmare.
His nightmare had just begun.
Outside, the other two rogue shinobi watched in horrified confusion.
"W-What happened!?"
"He's… stuck in a Genjutsu!?"
Satoru smirked, rolling his shoulders.
"Now then… it's my turn."
(To be continued in Chapter 7 – The Battle Begins!)