Born, and the System Says I'm About to Die?

(Secret Technique: Brain Sealing Jutsu!)

Year 38 of the Hidden Leaf, Hidden Leaf Village.

"Hayato, welcome to this world."

A voice as soft as a spring breeze brushed past Hayato's delicate ears, like a whisper from nature, gently awakening his consciousness.

He slowly pried his eyes open, but instead of blinding sunlight, he was met with a hazy, cozy scene illuminated by the flicker of candlelight.

The world around him was wrapped in a gentle glow, and Hayato's eyes held a trace of newborn confusion and curiosity about this unknown world.

He tried to trace the source of the voice, but all he could see was a cheek pressed close to his, blocking his view.

In that intimate moment, a strange, cool sensation brushed against his skin, bringing with it a sense of freshness and wonder.

Hayato struggled to turn his little head, finally catching a glimpse of the object that had brought the chill—a forehead protector.

Etched upon it was a vivid, spiral-shaped bird-head pattern, as if it contained some mysterious power.

Fragments of memory surged like a tide, and the familiarity of it sent a jolt through his heart.

That's right, this was the symbol of the Hidden Leaf Village!

Had he actually transmigrated into the world of Naruto?

As this thought surfaced, even Hayato couldn't help but marvel inwardly.

Transmigration, a miracle that once existed only in his fantasies, had truly happened to him.

And it had happened in the purest, most primitive way—reincarnation as a fetus.

However, beyond the surprise, there was more confusion and bewilderment.

He didn't know what year it was, nor did he know which clan he belonged to.

After all, in this world of Naruto, bloodline and clan were the key factors that determined one's fate.

Just as Hayato was lost in his thoughts, a man's voice, filled with pleasant surprise, interrupted his contemplation.

"Misaki, is this our child?" The man's voice was brimming with joy and anticipation.

"Yes."

Misaki gently handed Hayato over to him.

He was a young man experiencing fatherhood for the first time; his eyes held both the joy of a new father and a hint of clumsy nervousness.

He carefully took the tiny life into his arms, feeling a softness and warmth he had never known before, while beads of sweat unconsciously formed on his forehead.

Seeing this, Misaki curled her lips into a gentle smile and walked softly to his side.

"Hayato, this is your daddy." Her words were filled with love and warmth.

As the distance between them widened slightly, Hayato finally had the chance to carefully observe the parents who had given him this new life.

He wondered to himself if one of them might be someone he recognized.

However, after a careful look, he had to admit that the two people before him were complete strangers.

A glance was enough to confirm it: he didn't know them.

Since he couldn't find any clues from the people, Hayato decided to observe his surroundings instead.

He tried hard to turn his little head, looking all around.

Finally, on the wall to his right, he discovered a clan crest—a red and white pattern that looked like a ping-pong paddle, yet held profound and mysterious meaning.

Yes, that was the symbol of the Uchiha clan!

Hayato understood in an instant: he had become a member of the Uchiha.

However, his behavior caused the young man a flicker of unease and doubt.

According to the experience of the clan elders, a newborn should cry upon arrival to show their vitality.

"Misaki, did Hayato cry just now?" the man asked with concern.

She was a first-time mother, too, and had been so immersed in the joy of the child's arrival that she had forgotten about it. Reminded by her husband, she realized something was wrong.

Misaki shook her head gently, her eyes filled with worry and anxiety.

Hearing this, the young man furrowed his brows; this was not a good sign.

The two exchanged a look, a silent understanding and decision passing between them.

"Do you want to do it, or should I?" Misaki asked softly.

The man shook his head. "You do it. I'm afraid I'll use too much force and hurt him."

"Alright."

Misaki replied, took Hayato from the man's arms, and gently laid him on his side on the soft bed.

Hayato watched as Misaki's slightly "sinister" right hand curled, preparing to unleash the legendary "flick of the finger." He understood her intention immediately: she was trying to help him open his alveoli so he could breathe properly.

However, Hayato didn't wait for that moment to come.

As if he understood his mother's intentions and worries, he let out a loud cry in advance.

The sound of that cry broke the room's tension and silence like a heavenly melody.

Misaki's hand froze in mid-air; hearing her son's cry, she let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's alright now, it's good that the child is crying."

Hayato, who was wailing away, also breathed a sigh of relief, not yet fully grasping that he had turned into an infant. Just as he was putting his heart into his "performance," a voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Ding! Host detected in a desperate situation; Counterattack System awakening."

A system?

Hayato abruptly stopped crying, stunned for a moment.

He was happy that a system had arrived, but what was this about him being in a desperate situation?

Could it be that he was being targeted by someone right now?

Suddenly, a blue light screen appeared before his eyes, covered in text.

Hayato glanced at his parents and realized they couldn't see the blue screen, which allowed him to calm down and prepare to examine the system.

He wanted to know exactly what kind of desperate situation he was facing. He stared at the text on the screen:

[Konoha Year 58. In the prime of your youth, as the grandson of the Uchiha Great Elder, you possess a noble lineage, yet your talent is but a faint glimmer in the night sky. You have not even awakened the clan's signature one-tomoe Sharingan, leaving behind a lingering regret in this land where ocular power reigns supreme.]

[On the night of the Uchiha clan's annihilation, you awakened the memories of your past life, which surged forth like a tide. But the light of awakening could not turn the tide; the enemy's blade had already arrived, and despair instantly solidified into eternal regret.]

[At this moment, you are like a candle in the wind, flickering at the end of your fate. Looking back on your life, you were as ordinary as a drop in the ocean, leaving no glory in the long river of Uchiha history, and regret is inevitable. Yet, as life reaches its final chapter and tranquility descends, you realize that every existence has its own unique value.]

[With an unyielding soul, how can you let life end so hastily? At this critical juncture of life and death, awaken the resilient will within, grit your teeth, gather your final strength, and stand tall. Challenge fate with your own power, rise up in defiance, and vow to create a legend.]

[Accept mission? Yes/No]

[Mission completion reward: One-tomoe Sharingan in both eyes]

Good grief, there is something wrong with this system.

I just got born, yet it claims I'm in the prime of my youth.

Wait, could it be... that this system arrived early?