(Y/n) (L/n) is your average leaf village Shinobi. He's not from any special clan, has no special abilities, nothing special at all. All he has is his near perfect recollection and the ability to use all 5 nature transformations, the downside. His chakra levels suck, he's unable to increase it by any significant margin, but doesn't understand why. Maybe there's something holding him back, something personal?
Well, things went south for him during the fourth ninja war. Amazingly, he managed to survive until the fight with the Ten-Tails. He wasn't able to survive the barrage of high speed wooden spikes, getting impaled and ultimately succumbing to his wounds, despite Ino's best efforts. However, he opened his eyes once again but he wasn't in a sea of clouds but rather a grassy field, tress, a river and........A HUGE METAL VILLAGE, THE FUCK?!
He was reborn into another world, more advanced than his own with people who could control a single element without any hand signs. How will he adapt to this, how will he survive, and what will happen when he meets a tanned skinned girl who can bend all four? Was this an accident, sorry for his misfortune by a god, or was he brought here for a greater purpose? That's something he will have to find out.
I didn’t start reading books because someone told me to. It happened slowly, almost accidentally. I was in school, sitting in the back of the class during a free period, when I picked up a book just to pass the time. It wasn’t anything grand—just a small story about a boy who didn’t fit in. But somehow, as I read page after page, it felt like the book was speaking to me more than anyone around me ever had.
At home, things were often noisy or tense. Life wasn’t always kind. People argued, doors slammed, and sometimes, it felt like no one was really listening. But when I opened a book, everything else faded. The noise outside stopped mattering. I could travel to other worlds, meet people who were brave, broken, curious, or lost—just like me.
Over time, reading became my way of understanding feelings I didn’t know how to talk about. It helped me make sense of the world, and of myself. Some books made me cry. Some made me think. A few made me laugh out loud when I needed it most. But all of them gave me something I couldn’t find anywhere else—stillness and connection.
Now, whenever things feel heavy, I pick up a book. Not to escape, but to feel understood. Each story reminds me that I’m not alone in how I see the world, or how I move through it. That somewhere, someone else has felt the same confusion, the same hope, the same longing.
That’s why I read books. Not because I have to. But because somewhere along the way, they became a part of who I am.
(Y/n) is a young boy who dreams to be a hero one day. To save lives and make people happy. He wants to be a great hero like his older sister. However, these dreams were shattered when it's revealed, he's born without a quirk. He was devastated to find this out. He nearly quit on his dream if it wasn't for his older sister. She encouraged him to find another way. In this vast world, there has to be another way. He spent months trying to find that other way and now has found it. Watch as he goes from a quirkless nobody to a hero using sheer will power and hard work, but will he find something more along the way, romance maybe?
Being an average teenager is only a dream for Kylie, who has an allergy to water. She would love to sneak out, but her diagnosis makes it quite tricky. She finds comfort in the neighbor boy, who is only a few feet from her house. Will she be able to have a first love, or will the disease define her forever?