Reincarnation to the world of Naruto

Masukkan konten di sini.."Doctor, how is my son doing?" a woman asked one of the doctors.

The doctor sighed and slowly shook his head.

"Your son's cancer has reached stage 4. At most... he has one month left to live," the doctor said, struggling to deliver the heartbreaking news.

The woman immediately broke into tears, covering her face with both hands.

"Is there no other way, Doctor? Is there really no way to save my son?"

"I'm sorry... there's nothing else we can do. It's best to grant him anything he wishes for, while there's still time," the doctor replied, his voice heavy with sympathy.

In the hospital room, a man lay on a bed with patient equipment attached to him. A heart monitor displayed fluctuating lines—rising and falling with every beat of his heart.

Click!

A woman entered the room and walked toward the man on the bed. She sat down beside him and gently held his hand. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she looked at her son's condition.

The man stirred, sensing someone holding his hand. He slowly opened his eyes and saw a woman crying.

"Mom? Why are you crying?"

The woman was his mother.

He moved his hand to wipe away her tears.

"Please don’t cry, Mom... I’m sorry for being a burden to you."

The man’s name was Dodo.

His mother shook her head, her heart aching as if it were being torn apart.

"No! Don’t ever say that. You were never a burden to me. You’re my only family—how could I ever see you as a burden?" she said through sobs.

"Mom... I want to watch the Naruto series. Can we watch it together?" he asked softly.

She paused for a moment, remembering what the doctor had said.

"Alright... Let’s watch it together," she replied, forcing a smile.

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One month passed.

Dodo and his mother spent the days watching Naruto until the very end.

Dodo’s hands had grown cold, and the heart monitor began to beep erratically, the signal weakening. His mother’s unease grew stronger.

She held her son’s cold hand tightly.

"Ah... I guess this is it. Time for me to go," Dodo thought silently.

"I’m sorry, Mom. I couldn’t stay with you longer."

"Doctor! Doctor! Please help!" his mother shouted in panic.

Dodo looked at her as she held his hand, tears now falling in despair. But his vision began to blur, and he could no longer hear her voice. Slowly, his eyes closed, and his breathing stopped.

Beeeeeeep!

The EKG monitor let out a long beep. The once-moving lines now became a flat line.

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In an unknown place...

"Where is this?" said a voice—it was Dodo.

"Am I dead?" he wondered.

He couldn’t open his eyes or move his body.

"Maybe... I’m in my grave already... Will I be questioned by the angels?" he thought.

"Ouch!" Dodo suddenly felt pain in his back.

"Brother, I think he’s still alive," someone said.

"Who...? Who’s speaking? Are you... an angel?" he thought again.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

"Hey, sleepyhead! It's already daytime!" a voice shouted while slapping his cheeks.

"Ouch! Hey! That hurts! Stop slapping me!" Dodo groaned inwardly.

He forced his eyes open and saw two people squatting in front of him. They had pale white skin and horns. Their eyes were entirely white with tiny black pupils at the center. Their hair and eyebrows were also white, and even their clothes were all white..heir hair and eyebrows were also white, and even their clothes were all white..