It's done. I've done it. I've finally bought into this Reincarnated OC phase that's taken over the Naruto fandom. (Seriously, where did this come from? I feel like one day, we just had regular OC stories and the next every single OC wasn't just an interdimensional traveler, they were all living out a second life in the Narutoverse.)

It doesn't usually bother me when I write a story where the basis is a little overdone, but I was kind of trying to stay away from this trope while it's so popular. Alas, this happened, and though only the prologue is complete, I'm having a lot of fun writing in my OC's voice. So on with the story!

Prologue

Looking back, I take full responsibility for this whole mess. I'd certainly had enough warning as to what the powers of positive thinking could do. Or, in my case, the powers of blind thinking.

But the idea of reincarnation gets implanted in a person's head, and then it just festers there. One day you accept that you can't really comprehend how the universe works, so yeah, sure, it could be possible. And before you know it, you start actually believing.

And that's when you're really in trouble.

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When I was in kindergarten—just this tiny five-year-old thing—there was this playground bully named Bobby Mollins. He never really bothered me, which was a damn miracle, because Bobby's favorite targets were all the smallest kids, and like I said, I was tiny.

Anyway, Bobby spent his recesses terrorizing all the people he figured wouldn't tattle on him. But one day, he decided to go after this kid named Corey Dunn. Corey wasn't a pushover, just kinda quiet. So when Bobby shoved him, Corey shouted some sort of threat or warning back. Before this, Bobby had always come across as kind of untouchable. To see someone stand up to him just about disintegrated our little kindergarten minds. Naturally, the majority of the class was drawn to the oncoming power struggle.

The thing is, nobody knew that Bobby was actually terminally sick. We all gathered around, but before Bobby could say anything back, his lungs collapsed. And he went down, choking and struggling to breathe. And then he died. Like, for real.

No one even panicked at first. I remember the whole thing being really quiet. No one knew how to react. We all just froze. It wasn't until a teacher came over to investigate the crowd and saw us all standing around Bobby's body that everything got kinda hysterical.

It sounds pretty fucked up now, I know.

I was hardly Bobby's biggest fan, but watching him die like that haunted me. I lay awake for nights on end wondering what it would be like to spend your last moments like that.

And then, ten years later, I found out.

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I don't own Naruto. Only the OCs.

I don't think this should get too dark, but I can tell you right now this is rated for language. The next chapter might be disproportionately long, but that's because I'm going to try to get the majority of the backstory out of the way in chapter one.