Winter in D city, with a few scattered raindrops gently falling on the shoulders of passersby, suddenly makes one feel lonely amidst the bustling streets. Modernization has brought economic progress, but it has also made people gradually become indifferent and cold. Some individuals lock themselves away in the virtual world, hoping to find something more beautiful and to feel more balanced with others in the virtual community. In a dormitory at D University, a young man is hunched over his laptop, muttering to himself:
“Take that! Rasengan!”
Duane is a third-year engineering student at D University. He is not handsome, his family is not wealthy, and he is not exceptional in his studies. His assets consist only of a few hundred dollars in his ATM card, a legendary Nokia 1202, and an old, used laptop. He entered the university gates full of aspirations and dreams. But after three years, he suddenly realizes a harsh truth: he is powerless. Or rather, he’s just unable to achieve what he desires. His family’s financial situation forces him to struggle with part-time jobs to pay the ever-increasing tuition fees and cover personal living expenses.
Consequently, his academic performance has declined, and he can't keep up with his peers. Frustrated, Duane immerses himself in the virtual gaming world, particularly in a game he likes called 'Naruto Great War.' In real life, Duane is nobody, but in the game, he is a master. In the virtual world, he feels superior to others, no longer affected by harsh remarks or insecurities about himself. He always dreams of having the power like the shinobi (ninja) in the SP manga by PAUL, constantly fantasizing about being at the top of the world.
Today is no different; Duane is once again engrossed in his game. Outside, the wind begins to blow, and dark clouds gather, signaling an approaching storm. He doesn't care—whatever the weather is, it doesn’t affect him. At most, it’s just a few clothes still hanging outside on the balcony, but he ignores them—he’s playing! If they get wet, they'll dry in the sun later. Right now, he's in the middle of a battle! He can't quit now.
Tap tap...tap tap, the rain starts to fall, hitting the window frame and splattering into hundreds of tiny droplets. Everything is quiet, with only the soft sound of rain tapping on the window. All seems still, unusually quiet, as if something bad is about to happen.
In the dorm room, Duane suddenly shouts:
“I’m about to win! Damn it! The connection dropped. Oh no, I’m doomed.”
Boom! A dark purple lightning bolt strikes the dormitory directly, causing the electrical circuits to flicker on and off.
Zap! Zap! Ouch!
A powerful electric shock suddenly surges from the old laptop to Duane’s body. He lets out one final agonized scream and then collapses. His last thought was: "I'm still a virgin."
“Ouch! My head hurts, where am I? Is this the afterlife?”
As he opens his eyes, Duane feels dizzy. Where is this? It’s so unfamiliar, not his eight-bed dorm room anymore, but a bedroom with ancient architecture—simple yet elegant, giving a sense of comfort. This isn’t hell; it’s heaven.
“The young master has woken up!”
Suddenly, the door bursts open, and a figure darts to the bed, embracing him and crying out: "Boohoo, young master, you scared me to death! Please don’t frighten me like that again; my weak heart can’t take it."
“Get off! I don’t like men, damn it, you’re crushing my balls!”
Duane lets out a pained scream and faints again.
In fact, Duane didn’t pass out because of the 'ball-crushing,' but because a chaotic flood of memories suddenly overwhelmed his brain, causing him to lose consciousness. Upon waking up again, he understood that he had traversed space to another world, a place called the Violet Blue Planet. This planet had only two vast continents known as the Lion Continent and the Devil Continent. The place where he now lived was the Ala Empire, located on the Lion Continent. It is said that the Lion Continent was created by the gods for humans to live on and to fight against the demons from the Devil Continent. Every thousand years, the demons from the Devil Continent invade the Lion Continent through a spatial gateway, an event known as the 'Demon Tide.' On the other hand, the people on the Lion Continent are not like those on Earth; they practice cultivation to enhance their powers. What they cultivate are magic and battle energy, but that’s a topic for later.
As for Duane’s current identity, he is now Franz Bonaparte, the son of the patriarch of the Bonaparte family—a major clan in the Ala Empire. However, this Franz was born unlucky. His mother died early due to childbirth complications, and he grew up with blocked meridians, preventing him from cultivating battle energy or magic. Living in an ancient clan like the Bonaparte, Franz was treated as worthless and endured much disdain. If not for his father being the clan leader, Franz would have been expelled from the family long ago. But his misfortune doesn’t end there; within every clan, there are always internal struggles for power. No means are spared. And a 'waste' like Franz became an easy target for attacks. From Franz's memories, Duane understood the pain this young boy had to endure. Yesterday, the eldest son of the Grand Elder, Desmond, broke three of Franz’s ribs, leaving him half-dead. Fortunately, Emon—the one who 'crushed Duane’s balls'—called for help just in time to save Franz. But fate had it that Franz couldn’t withstand the torment, and his soul left his body, allowing Duane’s soul to cross over. As for Desmond, being the family’s 'seed,' under the influence of the Grand Elder, the matter was brushed aside with a simple resolution.
Tick…tick…tick…
System initializing: 10%...30%...50%...80%...100%. Ninja System initialization complete.
Confirming host. Host confirmed.
Location identified: Violet Blue Planet, Lion Continent, Ala Empire, Muchen Capital.
Automatic host scan:
Name: Franz Bonaparte
HP: 80/100Chakra: 0/100Stamina: 40/100 (Status: Weakened)Level: 0Experience: 0/100 expSkills: NoneEquipment: NoneSilver: 0Confirmation complete. The Ninja System greets you.
While deep in thought, a stiff, mechanical voice suddenly echoed continuously in Duane’s head.
Looking around in panic, Duane asked nervously. The mechanical voice replied again:
I am the Ninja System.
Duane felt dizzy:
“Didn’t you just say that? What I meant was, where did you come from, and why are you inside my body?”
“Data is missing, unable to respond.”
The mechanical voice made Duane freeze again.
“Then why am I here? Wasn’t I dead?”
“Data is missing, unable to respond.”
“Can I return to Earth?”
“Data is missing, unable to respond.”
...
For half a day, Duane couldn’t extract any useful information from the Ninja System. Exhausted, he asked:
“Can I see you?”
“The host only needs to think, and the system will automatically bring you into the mental space. Additionally, the host can communicate with the system directly through thoughts.”
Unlike previous responses, the system answered clearly. Duane quickly closed his eyes and focused his thoughts. Instantly, the space around him became blurred. A flash of light occurred, and the surroundings changed once more. It was as if Duane was floating in the universe, surrounded by colorful nebulae drifting by.
“Welcome to the Ninja System’s space, host.”
The mechanical voice echoed again. In the void, four large scrolls suddenly appeared, each with a different inscription: Equipment, Ninjutsu, Pet Store, and Missions. Only the Equipment and Ninjutsu columns were glowing.
Currently, the host can only access two functions of the system: Ninjutsu and Equipment. Items purchased in the system are exchanged using silver.
Duane quickly asked:
“So how do I get silver?”
“The host can earn silver by exchanging an item of equivalent value or by completing system missions, which will reward the host with experience points and a certain amount of silver. The host can also gain experience by defeating energy-based creatures.”
Of course, Duane thought to himself. This is just like leveling up in a game by defeating monsters, except in this world, if you die, you don’t get a second chance. The system continued:
“Does the host wish to open the newbie gift pack?”
A newbie gift pack? Overjoyed, Lam Quoc Trung quickly said:
“Yes, open the newbie gift pack.”
“Newbie gift pack opened successfully. The host has received:”
“One copy of the Shadow Clone Jutsu skill, 10 Kunai (daggers), 10 Shuriken (throwing stars), 3 bottles of basic healing potion, 3 bottles of basic chakra recovery potion, 3 bottles of basic stamina recovery potion, 1 set of basic Leaf Armor, 1 Shinobi bag with 32 slots. Items received successfully.”
Not bad at all, Duane thought. With this Franz guy’s body, unable to cultivate battle energy or magic, the Ninja System was nothing short of a lifeline for him. Who cares if he can’t cultivate? He’ll just kill monsters and level up! It doesn’t matter.
“Open the Ninjutsu store,” Duane commanded, eager to see how many ninjutsu skills the system had and whether they matched those in the manga he had read.
“Ninjutsu store opened,” the system activated, and the mechanical voice continued.
“The Ninjutsu store is divided into three sections: Ninjutsu, Kekkei Genkai (bloodline limits), and Blood Essence. The host can exchange items here using silver. The host currently has 0 silver, so transactions cannot be completed.”
Looking at the 3D holographic screen in front of him, divided into sections containing various ninjutsu, bloodline limits, and blood essence, all appeared dim. However, Duane could see familiar ninjutsu names like Substitution Jutsu, Fireball Jutsu, and Wall Jutsu…
For a shinobi, ninjutsu plays a crucial role in determining their strength. However, Kekkei Genkai are even more powerful. According to the manga, Kekkei Genkai are abilities passed down through specific clans. Most clans develop special techniques related to their Kekkei Genkai, which cannot be taught or copied by others because they require certain genetic traits. When Kekkei Genkai functions through the eyes, it is called dojutsu. In the manga, Duane’s favorite was the Sharingan, a powerful Kekkei Genkai, so he immediately searched for it but couldn’t find it. Desperate, he asked the system:
“Why can’t I find the Sharingan?”
“Because the Sharingan is a highly complex Kekkei Genkai with various levels and abilities, it is divided into separate categories, each with a different silver value. For the basic one-tomoe Sharingan, the host needs 1,500 silver points (additional silver will be required to upgrade to the two-tomoe and three-tomoe states). The Mangekyo Sharingan is 50,000 silver points, and the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan is 500,000 silver points.”
The system’s cold, steely voice left Duane stunned. Damn it, when will I ever have 500,000 silver points?
Leaving the system space, Duane saw a shinobi bag appear next to him. He quickly grabbed it and examined the items inside.Kunai: A type of dagger made from high-quality steel, favored by most shinobi. Damage: 30-40. Durability: 100/100.Shuriken: A type of thin steel throwing weapon used for long-range attacks by shinobi. Damage: 10-25. Durability: 100/100.Basic Shinobi Armor: A set of armor given to every shinobi by the Kage upon reaching the rank of gennin (junior ninja). Defense: 10-20. Durability: 100/100.Basic Healing Potion: Restores 2 HP per second continuously for 1 minute.Basic Chakra Recovery Potion: Restores 4 chakra per second continuously for 1 minute.Basic Stamina Recovery Potion: Restores 2 stamina points per second continuously for 1 minute.Shadow Clone Jutsu: A skill from the forbidden techniques of shinobi that can create up to 5 clones identical to the original. Clones can fight like the original. Side Effect: After the jutsu is dispelled, the original will su
“Master, the young master has gone down to the slaughterhouse and decided to stay there for a week.”While Franz was enjoying his "monster hunting" method, a shadowy figure was speaking with Duss, the head of the Bonaparte family and Franz’s father, in his office. The Bonaparte family was an ancient clan in the Ala Empire. Currently, in the capital city of Muchen, apart from the royal Nikolaus family, there were four major families in order: Carlos, Bonaparte, Philip, and Amaliza. While the top two families, Carlos and Bonaparte, had significant military influence, the Philip family leaned towards politics, and the Amaliza family had a strong advantage in trade.The Ala Empire had seven legions totaling more than 700,000 soldiers. The royal family controlled the Forbidden Army and the Mage Legion in the capital. The Carlos family held the Heavenly Wolf and Iron Blood Legions in the south of the Ala Empire, while the Bonaparte family commanded the Roaring Tiger and Fierce Eagle Legions
SlashFranz suddenly rolled to the side as a dark shadow flew past him and disappeared. The speed was incredibly fast. He felt a sharp pain on his face as three streaks of red blood in the shape of claws appeared on his cheek. It was too fast; from what he knew, only a level 4 magical beast would have such speed. A level 4 magical beast was equivalent to a Great Fighter. But this was only the outer area of the Magical Beast Forest. Was his fate so unlucky?Franz remained vigilant, scanning his surroundings. He could clearly sense that the magical beast was still lurking around, waiting for him to make a mistake and attack. He still didn’t know what type of magical beast it was. How was he supposed to fight it? With his current strength, it was obvious that he couldn’t afford to clash head-on with a level 4 magical beast. But Franz knew that if he turned and fled, he would die even faster. As someone who had crossed over to this world, he was unwilling to die here.After more than half
Franz, suspicious, retracted his Sharingan, his red, eerie eyes returning to their normal black. After all, using the Sharingan consumed a significant amount of chakra.“Ding, would the host like to accept the class transition quest?”“Confirm.”Currently, he was a Genin with the unfortunate title of “Pig Slayer.” According to the system’s rules, Franz had to complete the class transition quest to advance to Chunin and continue leveling up.Class Transition Quest: Achieve a top 3 ranking in the clan’s test. Rewards will vary depending on performance. Failure will result in expulsion from the clan and the system will be closed for a year.Sigh. Why does the system always threaten with closure? It seems this test is more complicated than just defeating Desmond; he needs to prepare thoroughly. Now that Franz was level 20, equivalent to a late-stage Battle Master, he was confident he could deal with Desmond quickly with the system’s skills. However, Franz knew that the younger generation
The dragon’s breath exploded violently, sending the examiner crashing down from the platform. However, the examiner’s protective shield remained intact, and he was unharmed, demonstrating that a Grand Mage was not so easily defeated. The entire arena fell silent. Although the attack couldn’t harm the examiner, the magical display was incredibly impressive, especially the final explosion, which startled everyone.The examiner, stunned, announced the result:"Leona, 17 years old, Intermediate Senior Mage.""Boom!"This result caused a stir among the crowd. Being an Intermediate Senior Mage at 17 meant that in the future, Leona would at least achieve the rank of Mage Saint, with a chance to reach the level of Mage God. She was indeed a once-in-a-thousand-years talent for the family."Indeed, a magical genius. It seems that in just a few decades, our family will have another Mage Saint."Elder patted his chest and said. Duss also looked proud. After all, she was his daughter. The Grand El
"Franz"Vừa bước vào sân, một bóng người mềm mại đã lao tới ôm chặt lấy anh. Franz hít vào mùi hương tỏa ra từ cơ thể cô, cảm thấy một luồng hưng phấn dâng trào. Trời ơi, đây là lần đầu tiên tôi được ôm sau hơn 20 năm. Chẳng lẽ sức quyến rũ của tôi thực sự áp đảo đến mức một cô gái muốn ôm và hôn tôi ngay lập tức sao?"Thằng nhóc, mấy ngày nay mày đi đâu thế? Mày có biết tao lo lắng thế nào không?"Cô g&
Franz finally made it to the top 32.In this round, the Bonaparte family youths would face off in direct elimination matches. After a day of fighting, the final eight strongest contestants were Franz, Leona, Geoffrey, Desmond, and four others. The competition was set to continue the next day.That night, Leona forced him to honestly recount everything that had happened over the past three years. Relying on his old memories, Franz exaggerated certain parts, especially how he had been bullied, which made Leona furious. She was so angry that she wanted to immediately find those who had tormented Franz and teach them a lesson.“Young master, the family head has summoned you to the study,” Emon suddenly announced as he entered the room. Speaking of Emon, when he saw Franz return, he had clung to his legs, crying his eyes out and swearing never to let go. This made several of the young ladies look at the two of them with strange expressions. Franz felt exa
The highest-grade magic core here was a Level 6 magic core. Franz guessed that the second and third floors would have even higher-grade magic cores.With this in mind, Franz quickly exchanged the Level 6 magic core for currency through the system.“Ding, confirm the exchange of Level 6 magic core for 25,000 silver.”“Confirm”The next morning, all the clan’s disciples gathered once again at the clan’s training ground to watch the top 8 compete. Today, Leona would face Cesc—a blue-haired young man who was a swordsman by profession and had the cultivation level of a late-stage Battle Master. Franz wasn’t worried about Leona; mages were generally rated much higher than swordsmen, and Leona’s cultivation level far exceeded that of her opponent. Geoffey’s opponent was a young earth mage with a cultivation level of a mid-stage High Mage. The outcome of this match was also predictable due
A wave of pressure from him shot toward Darius and his brother, causing them to step back in discomfort."Everyone, let’s maintain harmony. We can always negotiate," Garen said, stepping forward. Instantly, the oppressive aura of the deputy captain dissipated. Garen smiled warmly and continued, "Everyone here is a noble descendant of the court, and you should not offend us easily. How about we all take a step back and treat this as if nothing happened?"The reason Garen didn’t want to escalate the situation was because the enemy outnumbered them. Although he could defeat the deputy captain, he feared that while he was occupied, Elissa and the others might be in danger. The deputy captain hesitated for a moment as well; offending noble descendants in the capital was no small matter. At that moment, Darius spoke up."Get out of here, or I’ll call my father to bring an army and kill you all."Garen and Franz immediately sensed the danger. Sure enough, the deputy captain showed signs of h
After three days, Franz had gained a basic understanding of this group. Janna was a priest in the sub-chapter of the Holy Church, calm and kind-hearted. Elissa appeared to be the daughter of some noble, with a childish, mischievous, and endearing personality. Garen was not Elissa’s subordinate but another noble; his aura radiated an unmistakable air of nobility. Darius and the other knight, Garpat, were brothers and nobles as well, but they were arrogant and looked down on Franz. The cold-faced swordsman was mysterious and known only by the name Shadow.During these three days, Franz worked hard to recover his chakra. Although he had used high-grade recovery potions, he still couldn’t return to his peak state. However, this was sufficient for now. He also received troubling news: Gamabunta was severely injured and couldn’t be summoned for the next three months. Over the three days, the group managed to hunt quite a few magical beasts, primarily level 4 and level 5. Because Elissa’s te
Hearing the young girl, Elissa quickly said,"Yes, yes, Miss Janna, hurry and save him, or he’ll die!"Janna teased with a smile,"Look at you, all flustered. Are you perhaps starting to care about him?"Elissa pouted and shook her head, complaining,"You're so annoying, always teasing me. Who’s paying attention to him?"Janna chuckled and walked closer to Franz. Her brows furrowed slightly, and she recited a spell."Holy Light Restoration Spell."A beam of holy light emanated from Janna’s hands and enveloped Franz, healing his wounds. In no time, his injuries cooled down, and his meridians stabilized. Amazingly, chakra had returned to him, even if just a little. Franz was overjoyed—this small amount of chakra was enough for him to open his Shinobi pouch."Thank you,"Franz said softly, as he was not the kind of person who wouldn't appreciate help. Janna had helped him recover some chakra, and that was already very helpful."Hey, you should thank me too!"Out of nowhere, Elissa poppe
Franz opened his eyes to a clear sky. The air felt fresh and pleasant.“It seems to be morning. Where am I?”As his consciousness returned, Franz sat up. His body felt weak, his limbs trembling. He was shocked to find that there wasn’t a trace of chakra in his body. Reaching for his Shinobi pouch to retrieve some healing medicine, he realized he couldn’t open it. Franz let out a bitter laugh. It seemed that using the Shinobi pouch required chakra.He surveyed his surroundings. It appeared to be a mountain range, densely packed with trees. Franz let out a sigh of relief. It was fortunate that no magical beast had wandered by while he was unconscious; otherwise, he might have died without even knowing why.“Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing a Battle Emperor. Reward granted…”“Ding! Congratulations to the host for leveling up to Level 57…”Franz sighed in amazement. He hadn’t expected that killing a single Battle Emperor would yield more experience than killing ten Battle Kin
Here’s the revised version of your text with polished grammar and phrasing for clarity and flow:Franz was dumbfounded. "Change his heart?" Did that mean he had to use his charm and seduce Mazunky? Surely Mazunky wasn’t that perverted. No way. Franz would rather die than lose his dignity. If Mazunky ever heard these thoughts, would he immediately break the seal and tear Franz to shreds?“Alright. I’ve said everything that needs to be said. It’s time for me to leave,” Phara said with a trace of sorrow.Franz eyed the old man suspiciously, considering a terrifying possibility. "Leave?"“Yes,” Phara nodded. “I’ll use the last of my remaining energy to restore the spiritual essence of the continent to its peak. At the very least, I’ll be able to create a group of divine-level masters to buy you more time.”Phara’s body began to glow and gradually disintegrate, much like his master’s had. As if suddenly remembering something, he added:“When you leave here, find the Holy Church and tell th
“Young man, have you understood?”Suddenly, everything vanished, leaving behind a vast expanse of white space. In front of Franz, an old man sat cross-legged. His hair was long and white as platinum, his eyebrows as lengthy as those of the mythical Tai Shang Laojun. The skin on his face was slightly wrinkled, and his thin frame was draped in a white magical robe, blending seamlessly into the surrounding void.“Understand what? Where is this place? And who are you?”Franz asked a series of questions, his confusion evident. The old man smiled faintly and replied,“This is my domain. What you just saw was the history of the Violet Blue Star. As for me…”The old man paused briefly before continuing.“I am the young Phara you just witnessed.”Franz was astonished and blurted out,“Then you’re a god?”The old man chuckled softly.“I am indeed a god. Moreover, I am the one who brought you to this world.”It was as if lightning had struck him. Franz froze, his face first showing shock, then a
"Master..."All three of them couldn't hold back their tears. Even Mazunky shouted aloud, tears streaming down his face. The elderly man smiled contentedly at the three of them before his body suddenly began to glow and disintegrate into tiny particles, floating out of the castle and falling into the ocean below. From that point, chunks of the continents began to rise, and the tiny particles continued to settle onto the ground. A few explosive sounds followed as cracks appeared in the land, and streams of water erupted from the earth, forming rivers. Across the continents, green sprouts slowly began to grow, rapidly turning into towering trees. The remaining glowing particles spread out, beginning to form all kinds of life: first humans, then beastmen, elves, magical beasts... Hundreds of races appeared quickly, all with bewildered and confused expressions.The space changed again. The continents were now teeming with life, and various races swiftly built their own cit
“Dead again. I’ve only been alive for two years, and I just lost my virginity. Why is fate so cruel to me?”Franz was extremely distressed. As he was pulled into the space, he felt as though his body was being torn apart. After regaining consciousness, he found himself in a blank white space.“I wonder where I’ll reincarnate this time. I wonder if I’ll need to drink the Mạnh bà soup when I reach the afterlife.”Franz mumbled to himself, lost in thought. He was certain he had died and was just waiting to be reincarnated.“Is it time already?”Suddenly, the surrounding space changed. Franz found himself floating in the air like a fragment of a spirit. Below him was an endless expanse of blue ocean. He tried to move, but to his frustration, he couldn’t even budge an inch, no matter how hard he tried.“Well, of course, I’m just a fragment of a soul,” Franz mutte
"Are you saying, Franz… Franz is dead?"Leona grasped Prince Second's hand in a panic, speaking urgently. Beside her, Elena’s eyes were welling up with tears, barely holding back her sorrow. When the two of them woke up, they found themselves at the Royal Academy. They were reassured only when the vice dean returned after leading a rescue mission and mentioned that Franz had died. This was something Leona couldn’t accept. Pecival spoke, his voice heavy with grief.“I’m sorry, we were late. By the time we arrived, Franz had already been sucked into a spatial magic void, into a black hole.”The two women looked at the vice dean in disbelief, seeking confirmation, but he only sighed and shook his head. Elena’s tears finally flowed freely. Franz was her love; wasn’t he supposed to promise to be with her forever? Why did this have to happen? Her heart ached with each beat, and her vision blurred with pain.“Don’t cry.”A shout broke Elena out of her pain. Leona glared, with bloodshot eyes