Jun opened his eyes to a sea of bodies crammed in front of towering iron gates. No one spoke. No one moved. Everyone just stared ahead—tense, silent, like they were waiting for a monster to blink first.
Beyond the metal gates stretched a forest so thick and tangled it looked like it had been trying to choke itself for the past fifty years.
In his right hand was a wrinkled piece of paper.
He glanced down.
DEATH WAIVER.
His name was already scribbled at the bottom—his handwriting jagged and looked somewhat forced.
Suddenly, a sharp pulse detonated behind his right eye—like someone had fired a jackhammer straight into his skull. He staggered, clutching his head as the world tilted sideways.
"What the hell," he groaned, his voice raw and shaky, like it had been dragged out of a grave.
And then, his most recent memories hit—uninvited and merciless.
It was a memory of death. His death.
He remembered the moment the truck slammed into him. Right after he'd mugged some rich old granny, too. He was happily minding his own business on the sidewalk—technically not doing anything illegal at that specific moment.
Still, getting flattened by a truck seconds later felt... excessive.
"You gonna cry or what?" a voice said, followed by a meaty palm smacking him in the back of the head like they were trying to realign his spine.
Jun turned, narrowing his eyes at the person who had just smacked him.
The guy had dirty blond, spiky hair and a smirk like he thought he was the main character. A bootleg Naruto, one could say.
"Don't tell me you're chickening out now," the blond said with a smirk, arms crossed like he just finished inventing ego.
Before Jun could respond, a girl stepped forward—arms crossed, eyes dripping with disdain.
"He's probably overwhelmed, Kentaro," said the girl as she stepped forward, her arms crossed and eyes narrow. "Or just used to being useless. You know how orphans are."
Jun didn't respond. Mostly because he was busy doing math in his head—specifically, how many punches it would take to make them shut up permanently.
But while he was calculating, Jun's eyes zoned in onto the metal plates strapped across their foreheads.
The symbol etched into the metal plate on their headbands made his eye twitch.
It had a spiral with a triangular notch—the Konoha Village insignia.
It's then that it hit him. He had somehow transmigrated into the Naruto world, and somehow, he was about to take the Chunin Exams with these two.
[ Perfect Copying System Initialized ]
A holographic screen blinked to life in front of him. Sleek, glowing, and way too cool to be a hallucination.
Jun's eyes widened.
"Oh hell yes," he whispered, barely containing the grin spreading across his face.
Forget panic. Forget the headache. He had a SYSTEM.
[ You have inherited the skills of your parallel world body in the Shinobi world. All Chakra Reserves have been converted to Chakra Points. Using chakra techniques consumes Chakra Points. ]
[ System Ability:
You may perfectly copy any ability, technique, weapon, Kekkei Genkai, or any other physical items by physically touching it and trading a permanent amount of Chakra Points. All copied skills and items are immediately usable.
Special Ability: No hand signs needed for any copied skills through the system. ]
[ To gain Chakra Points, you must kill shinobi.
Kill Rewards:
Genin | +2 Chakra Point
Chūnin | +4 Chakra Point
Jōnin | +10 Chakra Point
Kage | +50 Chakra Point ]
[ Current Skills:
• Clone Jutsu
• Transformation Jutsu
• Substitution Jutsu
Current Chakra Points: 50
System Upgrade Available at: 1000 CP ]
Jun couldn't stop grinning.
Reincarnated into Naruto? Check. Given a cheat system? Check. Insanely broken ability that lets me steal Kekkei Genkai by touching people and no need for hand signs to cast them? Big fat check.
"Okay," he whispered to himself. "I'm officially living the dream."
Bootleg Naruto and Mean Girl were still arguing about something, but Jun barely heard them.
He was already plotting.
If he played this right… he wasn't just going to survive the Chūnin Exams.
He was going to break this world.
Jun ignored the two clamoring clowns beside him and started scanning the crowd.
He spotted his target almost instantly—Naruto's team. It was hard not to. Naruto was bouncing in place like a broken wind-up toy, practically vibrating with chaotic optimism. Sasuke stood nearby, brooding hard enough to generate his own gravitational pull. And Sakura... was doing her best impression of a functioning team member.
Jun grinned and stepped away from his team, heading towards Team 7.
He had the ability to copy abilities with only physical touch, and he intended to use it.
"Hey, where are you going?" Kentaro snapped, noticing him peel off."You can't just wander off!" the girl hissed. "We need you—teamwork, remember?"
Jun raised a hand without looking back. "I'm not going far. Just saying hi to a few legends."
Ignoring the discontented face of his teammates, he beelined straight for Naruto and, without hesitation, slapped a hand on the boy's shoulder.
Naruto blinked. "Uh… do I know y—?"
[ Touch Registered. Scanning Ability… ]
Jun's eyes gleamed as the familiar voice echoed in his mind. He projected his thoughts inward.
"I want to copy the strongest technique known to mankind."
[ Understood. Begin scan— ]
Before the system can complete… Jun interrupted the System once more with his inner voice.
"Copy Naruto's Talk-no-Jutsu!"
[ …Excuse me? ]
The system replied, seemingly baffled by the request. Normal people would want to copy actual skills, not something like this. Hence, it continued.
[ That's not a technique. That's… emotional manipulation with extra steps. ]
"Exactly. It's undefeated. I want it."
[ It's intangible. Uncopyable. Request denied. ]
"Put a price on it." Jun ignored it and urged the System to comply with him. From what it was said, it can copy anything, so why not this!?
There was a long, dramatic pause—like even the System was reconsidering its life choices.
[ Fine. Skill : Talk no Jutsu | Cost: 1,000 Chakra Points. Error! You do not have enough Chakra Points! ]
"Bullshit! Just say you can't if you can't! Killing a Kage only gets me 50 points!" Jun argued with the System in his consciousness while gripping onto Naruto's shoulders even harder.
Jun's eye twitched as he spoke with his seemingly argumentative system.
Meanwhile, Sakura had stepped forward, brows furrowed. "What are you doing?" she asked, looking between Jun and Naruto like she expected a punchline—or an attack.
Naruto scratched his head, visibly uncomfortable. "I think he's just… really friendly?"
Sasuke said nothing, but Jun felt the heat of his glare like he was trying to set him on fire with pure suspicion.