Reborn as Veigar

"A shrunken body, crumbling walls, and furniture..."

Veigar opened his eyes. As if awakening from a nightmare, he lay on the bed and stared incredulously at his childlike body and everything around him, muttering as he counted them off.

It was a Japanese-style house, a very old-fashioned one.

Veigar was certain that houses in this style had disappeared even from twenty-first-century Japan.

"Where am I?"

Veigar tried to turn over and sit up, but a thunderous boom suddenly erupted in his mind. The immense pain instantly knocked his brain out, plunging him into unconsciousness.

The morning sunlight poured in. Veigar slowly opened his eyes. His lips were dry and his mouth parched, while his pale, sallow little face revealed emotions that were difficult to describe.

As an ordinary person, Veigar had never imagined that he would seize another person's body and be reborn—let alone arrive in the world of Naruto.

In his previous life, Veigar had lived in an age of technological information. He was an ordinary person whose favorite pastimes were playing games and watching anime.

He had never imagined that merely playing a game and accidentally suffering an electric shock would lead to such a bizarre experience.

Slowly raising his small hand, Veigar noticed that his arm was practically nothing but skin and bones. It looked as if only a layer of yellowing skin covered the bones, and the clothes on his body had been washed so pale that the starch had faded away.

Even a refugee would have been better off than this.

A layer of cold sweat appeared on Veigar's forehead. According to the memories of the body's original owner, he was also named Veigar—his full name was Veigar Koshima.

He was a six-year-old child from the Land of Fire, Konoha Village.

His father, whom he had never met, had died in the Second Great Ninja War, while his mother had passed away from illness three months earlier.

He was now an orphan.

With great difficulty, he sat up. Veigar felt only one thing: pain.

His arms, chest, and muscles all hurt without exception.

He slowly struggled to his feet and made his way to the refrigerator in the house. The enormous refrigerator was completely empty, save for some leftover instant noodles and wild greens.

The instant noodles were what he had left from last night, while the wild greens had been dug up several days ago and now looked wilted and limp.

After washing the pot and boiling some water, he cooked the instant noodles together with the cleaned wild greens. Once Veigar had finally filled his stomach, he pushed open the door and stepped outside. The bright sunlight shone upon him, making him feel exceptionally comfortable.

Veigar turned his head and looked around. There was no one walking along the clean street.

"Veigar, are you feeling better?"

At that moment, his neighbor, Aunt Suzuran, happened to leave her house. When she saw Veigar standing at the door, she asked with concern.

In Veigar's memories, Aunt Suzuran had taken quite good care of him over the past few months, so he replied, "Mm, I'm almost completely recovered."

"Aunt Suzuran, are you heading out?"

A faint smile appeared on Aunt Suzuran's face. "Yes. There's no more food at home, so I'm going to the market to buy some."

"I won't keep talking to you. I have to hurry, or the food won't be fresh later."

After watching Aunt Suzuran leave, Veigar stood outside for a while before feeling his body tremble slightly. His blood and energy were so weak that he showed signs of fainting.

Veigar did not dare wander around any longer. He returned to the house, but seeing the bare walls and empty furnishings, he could not feel cheerful.

The Koshima house had two floors. The first floor contained the living room, kitchen, and a storage room, while the second floor had two bedrooms. One was the room he currently occupied, and the other had belonged to the deceased mother of this body.

Back on the second floor, Veigar looked at the tightly closed door opposite him and recalled the gentle woman's final words from his memories. He thought silently,

"The Ninja Academy?"

"I'll go."

Veigar lay back down on the bed and silently planned how he should survive in the future. At the same time, a trace of memories from his previous life appeared in his eyes, and his thoughts emptied in an instant.

When he woke again, the sun was already high in the sky. It was noon, and his ravenous stomach made Veigar quickly get up.

"I've taken over another person's body. The most important thing now is to fill my stomach. Only then will I have the energy to do anything else."

After saying this, Veigar stood up and looked at the warm sunlight outside before taking a deep breath. "Given my current condition, there are many things I can't do. But there's a river flowing into the village in the forest south of the village. I can still fish and catch turtles."

As he was thinking, Aunt Suzuran's voice came from outside the door: "Veigar, are you home?"

Hearing Aunt Suzuran call out, Veigar immediately answered, "Aunt Suzuran, I'm home. Please wait a moment."

Not long after, Veigar opened the door and stepped outside. Seeing Aunt Suzuran holding a food container before him, he asked, "Aunt Suzuran, did you need me for something?"

Aunt Suzuran pushed the food container in her hands toward Veigar and said, "You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"I made this lunch for you. Take it and eat."

Seeing Veigar standing there in a daze, Aunt Suzuran urged him, "Silly child, take it quickly. I still have things to do at home."

Veigar reached out and accepted it, then thanked her. "Thank you, Aunt Suzuran."

"It's nothing. I'll come back for the food container later. I'm heading back first."

With that, Aunt Suzuran hurriedly turned and left, returning to the house next door.

Veigar carried the food container inside and opened it. His appetite immediately surged. After eating half of it with satisfaction, he put the rest in the refrigerator.

His straitened circumstances meant that Veigar could not afford to waste even a little.

Looking through the window at the setting sun, Veigar smiled.

His plan for surviving was already firmly in place.

Time flew, and more than a month passed. Veigar had also adapted to his new life after transmigrating.

Near dinnertime, Veigar walked home with two fishing poles balanced on his shoulder and three or five fish dangling from his hand.

Over the past month, Veigar had learned to make a living by fishing. His small body, previously weakened by malnutrition, had begun to fill out, and he no longer looked as pitiful as before.

Just as Veigar was preparing to go to sleep after dinner, an uninvited guest suddenly appeared before him and gave him a tremendous fright.

After recovering, Veigar patted his chest and looked at the person outside the window, who wore a monkey mask and a tight-fitting outfit. He was just about to ask who the man was when the man spoke first. "Veigar Koshima, I have come by order of the Third Hokage to inform you that you are to report to the Ninja Academy in three days to take the entrance test."

"That's all."

"Is that clear?"

After the scare, Veigar had already guessed that this person was probably an Anbu shinobi from the village. After hearing him, he immediately replied cautiously, "Understood."

The moment his voice fell, the Anbu shinobi vanished from outside the window in the blink of an eye, as if he had never appeared at all.