It turned out it was nothing serious though, I think… just a mild stroke.
Of course when they asked about it, I lied and said I overloaded my eyes while awakening the Byakugan.
The doctors bought it, barely. While my mother gave a noncommittal "hmm.". Thanks mom, I can feel your overflowing love from here…
On the bright side, my healing factor was officially noted.
I was released with strict orders not to train unsupervised. On the way out, I took a moment to count the faces on the Hokage Monument—trying to gauge the timeline. No Minato face yet, so I'm somewhere before the end of the third war.
Back home, training resumed—harder than ever. Physical drills, spars, medical lectures, Byakugan techniques. It cut into my free time alot, but I didn't mind. I had no one to spend it with anyway.
And I'd decided to leave my brain alone for now—at least until I was confident that my healing factor or future medical knowledge could fix any damage. So I trained. And experimented. And improved.
Though said journey to improvement involved putting a lot of kids in the dirt. A disturbing amount really. Maybe that's why children don't like me?
Meh, you can't cook an omelet without breaking a few eggs right?
That said, with my increasingly apparent talents for the shinobi acts, I did attract the attention of a few clan elders.
Seriously, they gave me those looks that would have put them in jail for being suspected PDFs in my old world.
I did eventually get over it, and threw myself harder into my trainings.
And I was rewarded for it, as my Byakugan expanded. My perception sharpened. I stopped pushing into unknown territory for now, but I didn't stop learning.
I was a prodigy. A lone one, but a prodigy nonetheless. And I had plans. Big ones. And those plans required me to be at least Kage level at the minimum.
I don't doubt that I can't. I had Hyuga blood, Kaguya blood. A healing factor. The chance at unlocking both the Tenseigan and Shikotsumyaku without stealing bodies or grafting Hashirama cells.
I had potential—and I wasn't going to waste a second of it.
Strength was my first goal. Immortality… perhaps my last.
I had ambition, and now I had the tools. It's up to me to see what this new life in the Naruto-verse has in store.