Yo, sorry about starting a new fanfic when I have two running already, but I had the greatest idea when reading other works, and I can't get it out of my head, so it's going on here. Hope you like it!

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Summary: When a life ends, they expect to move on to the next great adventure, right? Well, maybe Dumbledore was right for once, Harry may not get a do-over, but this time, he'll get the story right right. And die trying.

Disclaimer: Rowling has ownership of HP, and she had better give it back soon, or I'll sue!

…Wait, scratch that, I don't own, no lawsuits please! Also, I'm not Shonen Jump, so, yeah.

Harry Potter stood, facing the man that had been his tormentor for the best part of his life, and gave up.

How could he win? How could he defeat this monstrosity that had killed hundreds of experienced wizards and witches with a meagre flick of his wand? How would he do what no man could ever do and defeat the holder of the Elder Wand? Voldemort had all the power in the world, and Harry was nothing more than an insect to him. Maybe his death would serve a purpose? He had no idea, but he knew that there was no way he could win now.

Harry clutched the stone of resurrection in one hand, and gripped his father's cloak in the other. He couldn't bear the thought of Voldemort getting it, but it seemed that that was how things were going to turn out.

Harry glared at Voldemort, gave a nod to the silenced half-giant who had made his life worth living, and accepted his fate.

-penguin-

Voldemort smirked as he looked at his enemy, the boy was unarmed in the middle of a death eater gathering, what reckless foolery. Well, it seemed as though the boy was finally going to die. It seemed fitting to give the boy an end that befitted the enemy of Voldemort, and really, he wasn't going to take the chance that the boy had lost his mysterious resistance to Avada Kedavra after all. He drew upon the knowledge he had stolen from his death eaters and found a spell that would truly end the boy. He gave a long hiss, and spoke the incantation that would change the fate of two worlds forever.

"Tantibus Hastam!" A beam of pure darkness erupted from the end of his wand. It coalesced into a long spear that shifted and turned as if it was made of pure darkness. Hefting it over his shoulder, he gave a fierce cry and launched it into the body of the-boy-who-lived. It sunk deep into the boy's heart, only the end of the Elder wand showing. He grinned, and as the boy collapsed onto the ground and closed his eyes for the last time, he laughed, a cruel, sickening thing that wound its way into the hearts of his followers and filled them with fear.

Then, the spell worked its final magic, creating a pit of darkness that swallowed up the corpse, and left nothing left. As the darkness disappeared, Tom Marvolo Riddle stopped smirking, and got a furious look in his eye. His Wand! The instrument of his victory! Even in death, the boy ruined his plans. Giving a feral roar, the dark lord screamed at the heavens. "CURSE YOU POTTER!"

-lemonade-

Harry groaned, his head felt like a bludger had hit it, and he could swear that he had just been impaled, so why was his head aching? Wait, he was dead! Harry jumped and looked around. He was suspended in an empty black void, with nothing visible except a giant wall of flashing text that had 'GAME OVER' written in big friendly red letters.

…Wait, What!

As if responding to his incredulous thoughts, the text flew straight at him, stopping right in front of his nose and shrinking so that he could read it. It flickered, before changing into a colourful box with two buttons on it. There was something written on it too, yellow text that said, 'New Game?' Shrugging, and having no idea what was happening, he pushed the green 'Yes' button, hoping that whatever was happening wasn't too bad and wouldn't make him spend the rest of eternity with Myrtle in the girls' bathrooms.

The floating box disappeared, and he was jerked forwards by an invisible force at an enormous speed, coming to an abrupt stop at another glowing box, this one being far bigger, and having what looked to be people standing in a row. He could make out a blond girl in a blue and white frilly dress, a blue-haired boy with an eye-patch and cane who looked to be really short, a blond kid with hair as bad as his, with what looked to be whiskers, and an outrageous orange jumpsuit, a kid as short as the other one with what looked to be hair with three different colours and a golden pyramid around his neck, a dopey looking guy with lanky arms and legs and a straw hat on his head, a teen with a red and white hat and some kind of ball of the same colour in his hand, and a blond kid with what looked to be a metal arm and leg.

Above all of them was the writing 'Character Selection, touch to select'. Having no idea what was happening, who any of the people were, and almost convinced that this was a delusion made up by his dying mind, he closed his eyes and stuck his hand out, nudging one of the characters. With a flash of light and a painful, ripping sensation, Harry Potter faded away.

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In a shabby apartment in the red-light district of town, a young boy stirred as the morning sun filtered through the window. The boy that was once Harry Potter slowly opened his eyes and looked around. He was lying on a bed in the trashiest place he had ever seen. The walls and floor were dustier than those of Grimmauld Place, and there were packets of some kind of instant noodle lying all over the place. Feeling a weight on his lap, he discovered a scroll with the words 'DON'T PANIC' written in the same friendly writing as in his dream, although, from the looks of things, it wasn't exactly a dream.

Reaching for the scroll, he paused as he noticed that his fingernails were unusually sharp, and they were so small, it looked as though he was a kid again. Quickly feeling the rest of his body with his midget-hand, he came to the result that he was a kid again. Probably just over ten, this was similar to what his body had looked like then. Reaching for the scroll again, he got yet another surprise, one that left him reeling and trying to keep his identity.

His mind was wracked with the thoughts and memories of a different boy, one who had grown up in a village of ninja rather than wizards and witches. He remembered being shunned by everyone, beaten and forgotten until he resorted to using pranks and obnoxious colours to get attention in any way that he could. He had friends, although few – A man and his daughter in a noodle shop, which he seemed to have adopted an addiction for, and the village leader, who was like a grandfather to him. He remembered being called demon, monster and many other things that had hurt him immensely, but he had struggled on, determined to become someone that they had to notice.

He was training to be a ninja, and while Naruto hadn't cared about his education in the slightest, the boy who was Harry felt nothing but excitement. He had always held back in his past life, at first to stop the Dursleys from making his life worse than it already had been, and then to be able to stay friends with Ron and Hermione – both of which had hated when he was smarter than them. But here, in this new world, he could be as smart as he liked! He didn't have to dumb himself down for anyone, and he didn't intend on doing as such. Speaking of which, who was he? He clearly remembered being Harry, the boy-who-lived, but he also remembered being Naruto, and he didn't really know how to differentiate. Shrugging, he put that aside and focused on the task at hand. He was whoever he wanted to be, and bugger anyone who said otherwise.

Grabbing the scroll again, he finally clasped the edge and opened it up. There, to his shock, was another one of the glowing boxes, although this one was simply labelled 'Activate Gamer mode?' Staring, he thought it over before clicking the green button, after all, what could go wrong? He was proven to be an idiot when his whole world exploded into floating little boxes that obscured his sight of the apartment. Not knowing what to do, he flailed in place for a bit before pushing at the 'info' box, hoping to get some answers.

What he got wasn't nearly as helpful, as a large screen of text appeared in front of him, blocking everything else out in its hugeness.

'Welcome and thank you for using the Gamer v1.2.5! We here in the gap between worlds advise you not to panic, and to follow our easy instructions to have an enjoyable gaming experience. Firstly, an introduction. The Gamer is a system which lets the user go through life as if it is a game. His means Skill points, perks, titles and everything else that you'd find in a good RPG. Some of the more necessary functions are the menu screens. To activate them, simply think or voice which one you would like to view. There are 5 main screens that the average beginner should be worried about; Inventory, Character Info, Reputation, Skills and Quests.

Inventory is a void space in which the player can store various items, and rewards for quests will appear here also. It is also a screen that freezes time while open, so be prepared or that. Objects stored will be kept in suspended animation until retrieval, and can be stored indefinitely.

Character Information is simply that, your information. It shows your Skill points – a representation of your physical and mental aptitude, your titles – which are skill-boosting names you can receive from unlocking different criteria, that NPC's (Non Player Characters, or other people) may use to talk about you when active. You may have 3 equipped at any time. Perks are also shown, passive abilities that are acquired from displaying certain traits, or from having things about you that impact your life. These can be earned and taken away whenever you meet requirements, but there are also negative perks, which you get for having achieving bad criteria, and can only be removed via hard work and training yourself to not meet the criteria.

Reputation, is a measure of how much you are liked or disliked by both groups of people, and individuals. Negative reputation means you are disliked or hated by those people, and they will normally treat you unfairly, and charge you more at shops. Positive reputation will mean that you are liked, or even loved, and you will often get favours done for you or lower prices from people in this range.

Skills are just that, abilities and skills that you possess that can be levelled up and made stronger. These skills can range from everyday tasks like cleaning or looking at people, to complex abilities like magic or Jutsu. They are made better by constant use and/or skill books, which are simply books that have information on how to perform your ability better, and are found almost everywhere.

Quests are tasks given to you by either NPC's or by doing things. They often have rewards that you can use to enhance yourself, and bonus quests, or side quests branching off of a main one, will only increase your reward. These quests are advised to be taken, as they can be very advantageous.

There are other screens that will appear throughout your gameplay, but they're use is not necessary to obtain the full game experience. For now, relax, and enjoy the game.

Harry, (or was it Naruto now?) frowned. Well, that had explained what these boxes were about, but he had never played one of these games, and all he knew was that Dudley had been very bad at them. Hoping to get some further insight, he said a word aloud, "Character Info"

Immediately, he was swamped with information, and it seemed that he wouldn't be getting a break anytime soon.

Name: Naruto Potter-Uzumaki

Gender: Male

Race: Enhanced Human (Shinobi)

Level: 8 EXP: 100/880

Health: 3300/3300 (+100 per 5 min regen)

Chakra: 5750/5750 (+500 per 5 min regen)

Magic: 500/500 (+ 100 per 1 min regen)

Skill Points:

STR/Strength (A measure of your physical strength. Influences physical attacks and health, and how much of a beating you can deal out): 5 (50)

STA/Stamina (A measure of how long you can keep going. Influences your Health and Chakra levels, as well as health and chakra regen, and the rate of tiring): 75 (50)

SPD/Speed (A measure of reflexes and speed. Influences reaction times, movement speed, accuracy and ability to run away from people): 40 (0)

INT/Intelligence (A measure of how well your brain works. Influences Magic and Chakra levels, and how well you do on tests): 50 (0)

WIS/Wisdom (A measure of how well you use you intelligence. Influences your Magical and Chakra control, as well as regen of both): 22 (0)

CHA/Charisma (A measure of how well you interact with people. Influences your reputation gain and speech): 12 (0)

LUK/Luck (A measure of how lucky you are. Influences how well luck-based skills work, and the bonus for loot rewards): 5 (0)

Titles:

Demon Brat: -40% Reputation gain with Konoha, -10% Reputation gain with Konoha Shinobi

Perks:

You're a Wizard! – You were a wizard in a previous life, and have retained your magic. Added – Magic.

?: + 50 STA, + 50 STR, +1500 Base Health, +4000 Base Chakra, -10% Reputation gain with Konoha.

?: +50% STA gain, +50% INT gain, +50% ? gain, +50% ? gain

Naruto groaned, even in this new world, he couldn't catch a break. He got out of bed, and was starting to get dressed into some terrible orange clothes that he'd have to replace when a new window popped up, this one flashing brightly.

'New Quest: Get to School!'

Get to school on time to stop Iruka-Sensei from getting angry!

Objectives:

-Get to the academy in under 30 min.

Bonus Objectives:

-Get to the academy in under 20 min.

-Get to the academy in under 10 min.

Rewards:

- 3 Skill points

- Basic Chakra control scroll

Naruto sighed, what a brilliant first day. Well, at least he'd be able to improve his poor knowledge of the world that the original Naruto had left him with. Now, where were his pants?

Hi everyone, hope you enjoyed it, I'm hoping to do a good job, so please review. Oh, and a shout-out to my friend, Chozo, for being awesome! See ya!