In a dense forest, a red-haired boy, no older than five, diligently practiced his swordsmanship with a short bde.

  It was midday, the suing down mercilessly. Sstered the boy's clothes to his skin.

  "Man, this heat is brutal," Shin Uzumaki grumbled, but his training tinued unabated. A little sunshine wouldn't derail his pursuit of strength.

  "Shin, there you are! What are you doing out here in this infern to fry your brains?" A small head popped out from behind a rge tree. Kushina Uzumaki skipped towards Shin, her red hair a fiery halo in the sunlight.

  Shin paused his practid turned, a wry smile on his face as he looked at the adorable girl.

  "Kushina, now's not really the time for a tea party."

  Kushina puffed out her cheeks, her pout on full dispy. "Shin, you used to hang out with me all the time. Now yivihe cold shoulder."

  Tears welled up in Kushina's eyes, threatening to cascade down her cheeks. Shi a wave of exasperation.

  "Kushina, do you think I'm out here baking in this heat for fun? It's ly a piic."

  Shin sat down, taking a long pull from his water bottle to rehydrate.

  Uhe carefree Kushina, Shin carried a secret burden. He was a Transmigrant, reborn into the world of Naruto as a newborn baby.

  The initial shock of nding in this world, where danger lurked around every er, had been profound.

  Fortunately, he wasn't just some random civilian but a member of the Uzumaki the Land of Whirlpools. But even that was a double-edged sword.

  It was the period after the First Shinobi World War, before the Sed had erupted. The Naruto storyline he knew was still decades iure. This was the era when the Land of Whirlpools faced its immi demise. Shin didn't know the exact date, but he khe clock was tig.

  His only path forward was to grind his strength, to maximize his ces of surviving the destru of the Land of Whirlpools. He wasn't about to let his sed ce at life go to waste.

  "Shin, are you keepis from me?" Kushina asked, her eyes mirr the she felt for him.

  Shin looked at Kushina, his gaze serious. "Kushina, what if I told you that soon, the Land of Whirlpools, the Uzumaki , will face a disaster unlike any other? Would you believe me?"

  "No way, Shin. You're pulling my leg, right?" Kushina giggled, taking his words as a joke.

  Shin shrugged. If even Kushina, who trusted him implicitly, wouldn't buy it, ving the rest of the was a lost cause. The destru of the Land of Whirlpools seemed iable.

  He wasly Mr. Worldwide; no one would take him seriously.

  [Ding!]

  A crisp, meical chime echoed in Shin's mind, jolting him.

  "Replication System activated. Greetings, Master. I await your ands."

  Shi a surge of excitement. He had a Golden Finger!

  But why now? After five years in this world, the system finally decided to wake up?

  "Shin, what's up?" Kushina asked, attuo his every shift in mood.

  "Nothing, Kushina. Just remembered something I gotta do. I'll definitely hang out with you tomorrow. Gotta run for now."

  Shin sprang onto a tree branch, vanishing in a blur of motion.

  Kushina's jaw dropped. That speed and agility were beyond most genin. Shin was hiding some serious skills! Kushina ched her fists, a pyful anger bubbling up.

  "If you ditch me tomorrow, you'll be sorry!" she shouted after him.

  Instead of heading home, Shin made his way to a secluded riverbank to delve into his system's interface.

  "System, y it on me. What you do?" Shin asked, a mix of anticipation and ay in his voice.

  If this system turned out to be a dud, it would be a major letdown.

  "This system is desighe Replication System. It copy anything, from Jutsu to Chakra, even Kekkei Genkai."

  Shin's eyes widened. Madara Uchiha's Rinnegan, Kaguya ōtsutsuki's Rinne Sharingan—all within his grasp?

  The various overpowered Dōjutsu of the Mangekyō Sharingan, Kaguya ōtsutsuki's immortality, all those S-rank Jutsu and Kekkei Genkai—the possibilities were endless.

  "Hold on, there have to be some strings attached, right?" Shin asked, his excitement tempered by a dose of realism. It couldn't be that easy.

  "Affirmative. Replication requires the expenditure of Replication Cards. These are categorized into on, Advanced, and Divine levels."

  "on Replication Cards replicate jutsu up to B-rank, including B-rank Jutsu, chakra and physical abilities of Jōnin, and so on."

  "Advanbsp;Replication Cards replicate jutsu a teiques up to S-rank, including S-rank, chakra and physical abilities of Kage, and on Kekkei Genkai, such as Scorch Release and Lava Release."

  "Divine Replication Cards are uricted and replicate any target."

  "Alright, so how do I get my hands on these Replication Cards?" Shin asked, barely able to tain his impatience.

  "There are two primary acquisitiohods. First, the system will bestow upon you one Replication Card annually. The specific category—on, Advanced, or Divine—is determined by a random variable."

  "The seethod involves the pletion of missions tailored to your preferences. Upon successful pletion, you will be rewarded with Replication Cards. Missions are optional, and there are ies for failure."

  "One card per year, not bad at all," Shin mused. His system seemed to be quite the benevolent beor.

  And the missions were optional, with no repercussions for failure? That was a relief.

  Shin valued his freedom; the st thing he needed was some overbearing system bossing him around.

  "Oh, and system, don't suppose there's a wele package for new users?" Shin asked, a hopeful glint in his eyes.

  "The Newbie Gift Pack was grao you at the moment of your birth, Master. You should be izant of its presence."

  Shin paused, theured a guess. "Could it be the Sage Body?"

  The Sage Body was a Kekkei Genkai on to the Uzumaki . Every member of the Senju and Uzumaki s possessed it, but Shin had always felt his was different, more potent.

  "Affirmative. Upon your transmigration into this world, Master, the system bestowed upon you the [Perfect Sage Body]."

  Shin couldn't tain his etion. A [Perfect Sage Body], putting him on par with the legendary Hashirama Senju?

  Hashirama, with his [Perfect Sage Body] and self-developed Wood Release, had taken down Madara Uchiha, wielder of the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, and the full-fledged ails!

  Did this mean he could achieve Hashirama's level of power? With the system's assistance, surpassing Hashirama and reag the realm of the Six Paths might not be just a pipe dream.

  His future was looking brighter by the minute!

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