My name is Alex I am 18 years old who loves anime and just died a minute ago and now is floating in the a dark void like please I can't see where it begins nor end .when I was alive I was a shy guy who didn't have a girlfriend just a few friends who I knew sense I was a kid .
I died duo the an incident while walking home a car crushed in to me killing me instantly the only regret I have is not say goodbye to my mom and finishing Naruto
I move my neck to look around "hello is someone there am I going to hell or heaven"
Nothing just quietness them with a pull I went up to and saw a men in white with a white beard and a kind expression "um are you God "
The old men looked at me and noded"yes I am God and you come here early than your time was meant to be "
He continues "so I am gonna send you to another word ...to he specific the dragon ball universe"
My eye widen in surprise I barely remember anything dragon ball till super as for z I don't remember much "am I getting something atleast I won't die instantly like being a Saiyan or something else"
God smiled softly"you will be given 2 wishes and the timeline you will be in is after redazi is killed and you won't be born you will be in a new body "
I look at God if I will be starting where the dragon ball system took a huge turn I wanted to remind a human atleast being a Saiyan doesn't sound that cool considering their behaviour "I like Goku I don't want to be a Saiyan I will grow stronger as a human being.....but I wish I have the Naruto system but the abilities used via ki to make them stronger"
God snap his fingers and I can feel a warm sensation going throw me
God "your second wish child"
I held my chin in thought what could I wish for that will make sure I don't be in an disadvantage I my eyes went to Godz"I wish when I turn 20 I stop aging and look the same I can't die by old age but I can die by any other ways "
God snapped his fingers and my soul began to fall down at high speed while falling a green screen appeared
Chose your clan name :
Uzumaki, Uchiha,hugya,Nara, senju , Yamanaka,akmichi ,aburame
Note this is only for appearance not powers it doesn't matter any power clane pick doesn't mean you won't be able to train for the other clan is abilities or spacial abilities
I smiled smiled looking at this because I could chose an Nara and still train for their shadow technique "what should I pick"I look at the names again and pressed Uzumaki
I liked their hair and I would have alot of ki capacity after I picked my eyes went dark and I slowly opened my eyes slowly opened to see I was lying on a bed inside a room
I got up, feeling dizzy. My vision spun for a moment as I took in my surroundings. The room was surprisingly clean—spotless, even. But what really caught my eye was the logo on the door.
Capsule Corp.
My eyes widened. No way... I stumbled toward the door, still trying to make sense of things.
Something felt… off. I was shorter than usual. I turned to the mirror nearby, and what stared back nearly made me gasp.
Red hair. Dark crimson eyes. I didn't look a day older than twelve—fourteen at best. My hair was long, reaching just to my neck. I couldn't help but admire myself for a second. Damn, I look good...
I shook my head, trying to focus. That's when it happened.
A green screen appeared in front of me, floating in midair like a hologram from a game.
[New User Gift]
Choose one:
– Two Mystery Boxes
– Heavy Technique
– Spatial Ability
Open them to find out what's inside.
Two mystery boxes hovered in front of me. Just like in those RPGs and gacha games I used to play. A free starter gift, huh?
Curious, I pressed the first box. It began to glow—
The first box shimmered, then burst open in a pulse of green light.
[Item Unlocked: Chakra Nature - Lightning]
A sudden spark danced across my fingertips. My eyes widened in awe. I could feel the power surge through me—not chakra, but ki shaped like it. Fast, sharp, and crackling with potential.
The second box opened immediately after.
[Skill Unlocked: Chidori – Rank D]
I nearly shouted. "No way."
This was THE Chidori. Sasuke's famous move. I held my hand out and focused. Electricity flickered and hissed, forming a faint shell of power. It wasn't perfect yet, but it was mine.
The green screen flickered again.
[Warning: Skills must be trained to rank up. System assists with guidance, not shortcuts.]
I smirked. "Fair trade. Let's work for it, then."
Footsteps echoed from the hallway. My head snapped toward the door.
"Hello? You're awake?" came a familiar voice—young, curious, and unmistakably female.
The door creaked open.
There stood Bulma, maybe in her late teens, wearing a Capsule Corp lab coat and holding a tray of food. She blinked at me.
"You're finally up, redhead. You've been out for a whole day. What's your name, kid?"
I hesitated.
My name… right.
"…Alex," I said, still watching her carefully. "Alex Uzumaki."
She steps forward with the tray of food in her hands
Bulma: "Here, I brought you something to eat."
I took the tray gently, offering a small nod. "Thank you… What's your name?"
Bulma chuckled softly. "Right, I'm Bulma. Nice to meet you, Alex. I found you passed out outside. Do you know where your parents are?"
I looked down for a moment, knowing I had to lie. "I… don't have any. I don't remember anything about them. I've always been homeless, I guess."
Her expression softened, eyes full of sympathy. "Oh… I'm really sorry to hear that. You know, you can stay here if you want."
I let my eyes widen a bit, faking surprise as I smiled. "Thank you, Bulma."
She smiled and nodded "no problem after eating come to the other room you will meet my friends "she waved and walked out leaving me alone
I began to eat the food it tasted amazing I understand why Goku eat like a pig I finished and turn to the bed side seeing my clothes bulma gave to me
I went to them and picked them up and changed to them it a normal pants and shirt I then walked to the room i hear people talking
I walked in to see the other z fighters
I stepped into the room, and the energy shifted instantly. Several people turned to look at me.
Krillin was the first to speak. "Hey, Bulma, is this the kid you mentioned?"
I felt their gazes settle on me—some curious, others skeptical.
Bulma nodded as she walked in behind me. "Yup. Found him outside, unconscious. Said he doesn't remember his parents. I figured we could help him out until we know more."
The short bald guy—Krillin—walked up and gave me a friendly grin. "Nice to meet you, kid. I'm Krillin."
I gave a small nod. "I'm Alex. Thanks for… letting me stay."
Tien eyed me quietly from the corner, arms crossed. Chiaotzu hovered beside him, offering a small wave.
Yamcha smirked from the back, tossing a capsule between his fingers. "Well, as long as you're not another alien trying to blow up the planet, I guess you're cool."
Bulma crossed her arms. "Be nice. He's just a kid."
Master Roshi gave me a sleepy glance from behind his sunglasses. "Hmm… strong aura for someone so young."
I tensed slightly. They can feel my power? I better keep it suppressed for now.
Bulma placed a hand on my shoulder. "You picked a weird time to show up, Alex. The Earth's strongest fighter just died fighting an alien, and two more are coming in a year."
I feigned surprise. "Aliens?"
Krillin nodded grimly. "Yeah. Goku—our strongest guy—sacrificed himself to take one of them down. The others are coming, and they're way stronger."
So this is where it begins, I thought. Time to start training.
The room fell quiet for a moment as everyone continued to eye me, each person processing the situation in their own way. I could feel the energy in the room—the quiet hum of their ki—but something... something was different when it came to mine.
I had made sure to keep my energy restrained, but there was still a presence about me—something I couldn't suppress fully, especially since my ki capacity was much larger than anything I had ever expected.
Suddenly, I felt a shift. Tien's piercing gaze turned toward me, his eyes narrowing slightly as if he sensed something. His posture stiffened, and his focus seemed to sharpen.
"You… You're not normal," Tien said, his voice firm.
I blinked. "What do you mean?"
His eyes didn't leave me. "Your ki. It's enormous for someone your age, even someone with the potential of a fighter. It's like… you're holding back a massive amount of power."
I felt a slight tension in my chest. Did he sense it? My ki, as an Uzumaki, was naturally huge, amplified by the Naruto powers I had gained. It was something I had been trying to keep under wraps. But I could feel Tien's piercing gaze, like he was drilling into me with his own energy.
"I'm just... a kid," I replied cautiously, trying to downplay it.
Tien's gaze flicked to Bulma for a split second, before returning to me. "A kid, huh? You might want to be careful with that power. If you're not trained, it could overwhelm you. And if you're going to be around us, well… we'd better start seeing how far you can push it."
He didn't seem angry, just concerned. A trained fighter's instinct was never wrong when it came to sensing power.
Krillin chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his head. "Yeah, Tien's right. Don't go accidentally leveling the house, kid."
Bulma raised an eyebrow, noticing the tension. "What's going on?"
Tien continued to eye me carefully. "This kid's ki is on a whole other level. I've fought the strongest martial artists and seen some crazy power, but this... this is something else. We'll need to test him out soon, see how well he can control it."
I shifted uncomfortably but kept my composure. "Don't worry about it. I can control myself."
Krillin gave me a friendly smile. "Well, if you're sticking around, we'll make sure you're not throwing punches you can't handle. But first, let's see if you're any good in a spar. You up for that, kid?"
I raised an eyebrow at Krillin's challenge, then gave a small nod. "I'm ready."
Time Skip – Capsule Corp Training Field
The sun beat down on the open clearing behind Capsule Corp as I stood surrounded by the Z Fighters. The air was alive with energy—Gohan and Piccolo had just arrived to pick up supplies, but now all eyes were on me.
Krillin cracked his neck and stepped forward, grinning. "Alright, kid. Come at me with everything you've got."
I didn't hesitate. My body moved on instinct—faster than I expected. I rushed forward, closing the distance in a blink, throwing a punch that whistled through the air.
But Krillin dodged with ease.
I followed with a side kick, but he blocked it effortlessly and retaliated with a quick roundhouse that sent me flying upward. I caught myself mid-air, flipping back and landing gently on my feet. My body buzzed with energy—my ki felt electric, pulsing in my veins.
I surged forward again, fists flying—punches, kicks, every combo I could string together—but Krillin blocked or deflected them all, calm and collected.
I jumped back, breathing evenly, creating space.
Near the edge of the field, Gohan leaned toward Bulma. "Who is he?" he asked quietly.
Bulma smiled faintly. "His name is Alex… Alex Uzumaki."
Piccolo narrowed his eyes, watching me carefully. He could feel it—my ki, vast and untamed. This isn't normal, he thought. That amount of energy from a human kid…
Even Yamcha's eyes were wide, taken aback by how fast I was moving—how precise and aggressive I fought.
I took a breath, then jumped high into the air. As I rose, I channeled my ki into my fist, the energy glowing faintly around my hand like a golden-blue flame. I dove down toward Krillin, fist first.
He sidestepped just in time—
BOOM!
My fist slammed into the ground, shattering the earth beneath me in a cratered blast. Dust and debris shot outward like a shockwave. The others shielded themselves as the tremor rippled across the training field.
When the dust cleared, I stood at the center of a small crater, my hand still planted in the cracked ground.
Krillin's eyes were wide now, the playful grin gone. "…Okay. You weren't kidding."
Piccolo folded his arms, intrigued. "He's not just some street kid. That was a controlled ki burst—like something out of a refined martial arts technique."
I stood slowly, looking up at them all.
"I'm just getting started," I said with a grin.
The crater still crackled with residual energy as I stepped out, brushing dust from my shirt. Krillin looked impressed… maybe even a little cautious now.
I took a breath and focused. I'd only tried this once, but I could feel the technique building beneath my skin, sparking like a storm trapped inside my arm.
I held my hand out to the side, fingers tensed.
A low hum echoed across the field.
Zzzzzzt.
A surge of blue electricity flickered to life in my palm—not chakra, but condensed ki, focused and vibrating at such speed it split the air itself.
Crackling like lightning, the energy condensed, wild and unstable. The signature sound rang through the air:
Chidori.
The Z Fighters tensed. Yamcha took a step back. Gohan's jaw dropped. Even Piccolo's eyes narrowed in surprise.
"What… what is that?" Krillin asked, eyes fixed on the lightning dancing in my palm.
"Something I've been training for," I said quietly. "A ki-based piercing strike. I call it… Chidori."
I rushed forward again, this time much faster than before. The sound of the lightning roared in my ears, and the ground cracked beneath my feet from the sheer force of the acceleration.
Krillin braced himself, but at the last second, I pulled my strike an inch short of his chest, the tip of the glowing Chidori humming just inches from his shirt.
I let the energy flicker out, dispersing it safely.
Krillin blinked, then exhaled. "You weren't kidding. That thing… it could pierce through solid steel."
Piccolo nodded, his expression more serious than ever. "If that attack hits at full power… even someone like Raditz wouldn't walk away from it."
I turned to the others, heart still racing. This is only the beginning. With the Naruto system bound to my ki, and the training of this world ahead of me…
I'd surpass every limit.
Piccolo narrowed his eyes, arms folded as he observed me. "That technique… it's dangerous. With more control, it could become a lethal move."
Gohan, still standing beside him, stared in awe. "He's just a kid, but… he's already that strong?"
Krillin wiped the sweat from his brow. "No kidding. That lightning move—Chidori, right? It felt like it could punch a hole straight through someone."
Yamcha gave a small laugh, clearly shaken. "And here I thought I was gonna be the one training him. He might end up stronger than all of us."
Piccolo grunted. "That kind of power might be what we need. In a year, those Saiyans are coming—and they won't go easy on anyone. Nappa alone has more than enough power to wipe out a city with a flick of his wrist."
He stepped forward, his gaze hard. "You—Alex. If you can pull off something like that now… then you're going to train with me and Gohan."
I looked at him, feeling that same pressure that had cracked the air around my Chidori.
And I grinned.
"Then let's get to work."
Time Skip – 4 Weeks Later
The sun blazed overhead as beams of energy rained down. Gohan and I were darting between rock formations, barely avoiding the relentless barrage of ki blasts from Piccolo.
We dove behind a massive boulder, taking cover.
"Man, he's not letting up today," I muttered, brushing some dust off my shirt.
Gohan panted softly beside me. "He never does… I don't understand how you're not tired."
I smirked. "Uzumaki genes, bro. I don't get tired that easily."
He looked at me, confused. I shrugged it off—no way I was explaining reincarnation, a broken Naruto-Ki system, and bloodlines to him right now.
Then I added, "Still don't get why you hate fighting so much."
Gohan looked down, fidgeting. "I just don't like hurting people."
I rolled my eyes. Right. I forgot how soft he used to be. Wasted potential… but I wasn't about to force him.
"Alright," I muttered, standing. "Let's shake things up."
I flashed through the hand signs—Tiger, Ox, Rabbit, Monkey.
"Chidori."
ZZZZZZZZZZIIIIIIIIIIII!
Lightning burst to life in my hand. I charged out from behind the boulder, zig-zagging through the barrage. Piccolo fired another beam—I ducked under it and leapt high, my Chidori crackling with blue ki as I dove in with a downward slash.
But Piccolo vanished.
"Too slow," he said behind me.
Before I could react, he grabbed my arm mid-strike and hurled me across the clearing.
CRASH!
I skidded across the ground… but then I smiled.
Piccolo blinked. The "me" he'd thrown shimmered… and popped in a cloud of smoke.
From above, the real me dove down, fist glowing with charged ki.
BOOM!
My punch landed right in his chest, sending a shockwave through the ground.
I landed softly, smirking. "You forgot I could do that, huh?"
Piccolo slowly got up, brushing dust off his gi. His sharp eyes stayed on me.
(This kid... His ki manipulation and creativity are far beyond any other human. He's dangerous. If he keeps growing like this… I'll have to take him out. Once we deal with the Saiyans—this planet's mine to rule.)