Fallen Hero System

It was bright, and sunny. The wind was fresh, yet the air was thick.

It felt like I was suffocating, I could feel nothing.

Then I awoke.

Where I laid was a hospital room where they placed newborns until they went home.

My Sister nor myself have a place to return.

At this point it hit me… Where was Sister?!

Searching the room up and down I looked all over and all I could see were the other infants.

Tears began to well up, I don't want to be left behind.

Please…Come back.

Where are you?

Please…

Like water works my tears began to slide down my face and a cry left my mouth. I called out for her, I called out for my Sister.

Where was she. Does she hate me? Did she leave me?

Why?

Please come back.

Whywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhy…Why?

WHY WAS I LEFT ALL ALONE AGAIN?!

I WILL SPILL YOUR BLOOD, GOD!

I WILL REMOVE YOUR ORGANS!

I WILL RECREATE YOUR DAMN STORY!

YOU BITCH!

I cursed existence itself, I cursed the Gods I cursed the Heavens I cursed the Devils I cursed Myself.

I… I deserve all of this loneliness, don't I?

At this point the hospital staff were in panic, I suddenly began to scream so loudly they worried I would tear my vocal cords. They knew not of what was the problem our how to soothe me.

In turn like dominoes the surrounding children began to cry and so a chain reaction of screaming children can be heard from almost a block off.

They sadness of one cry can be distinctly heard.

All who heard it can feel the extreme sorrow, he was broken inside.

Luckily there laid one beautiful girl in a neighboring room, she stood to her feet and walked out. She was equally worried for the crying baby.

She ran as quickly as her small feet could carry her, and finally made it into the child care unit.

There she found what she was looking for, the baby with an oh so grieving cry. She approached slowly, ignoring all the other cries around her.

She stood beside the baby who could hardly cry anymore. And beside her were several nurses looking on in wonder. 'What is she doing?' they all questioned each other.

She reached down and held the child the others and attempted to coax earlier.

All she did was hold him and softly whisper to him. "Shh, your Nee-chan is here. Please don't cry anymore." And as she spoke these words her eyes began to overflow with tears, even she had finally broke down.

The world had knocked her over. But as long as she had her Little Brother, then maybe just maybe she can find happiness.

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I can feel a pair of familiar arms, they were so soft and warm.

At this I could no longer cry, I was to tired. I was so happy.

I wasn't abandoned, I still have a home.

I still have a family.

And so I slept.

As I drifted off into my sleep I can here my Sister whisper somethings to me. She also seemed to be letting out her tears.

I smiled once again, and now I must rest.

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It has been three years.

It is currently October 10th.

In this time I wasted not a moment. As for my Sister she also trained these three years, she is only a year from entering the academy. She will enroll the next chance there is.

While I did train my body, calling it training would be putting it simply. though it was just me moving my limbs to their greatest extent until I can move them no longer.

I wore myself down like this for three years.

I punched a bag of sand and kicked a wood pillar for three years, I meditated and even studied how to move my chakra.

Though I can only control it a pitiful amount.

I even spent time carving out a wood sword and dagger to practice with, I copied down any fighting styles I have seen in the past like Muai-Thai and Fencing.

Due to all of this the amount I have been eating has only managed to grow.

My Sister and I live in an orphanage, But due to to the fact that I was born on the day of the attack I was excluded at all times. People considered me an omen.

Much like Naruto, except he is hated more due to the rumor that the Fourth Hokage died because of him.

But throughout this time my Sister, she always stood by me and refused to leave.

Ironically her name is actually Yin. As that is the Anime character she and Mother look like.

Father had died in the attack, I have kept his headband always at my side.

Nobody, not even the Hokage dared to order it from me. As this was all I have to my name, my only moment of my Father. I don't even have one for my Mother.

In these years barely anyone takes notice of me.

Even when I began to walk at the age of one and talk at only eight months, nobody dared to acknowledge it.

I began to read in secret and memorize what I could about this world. I wanted to know as much information as I could get my fucking hands on.

Nothing would stand in my way to the top.

Also, many years ago the reward for surviving the Kyuubi attack was <Eidetic Memory> a skill that comes in handy in this situation.

But when I first used the passive skill to remember things in my life I had to repress the insane amount of emotions and pain I had once felt before.

I could feel it all at once and I nearly died in the process.

But now I was perfectly fine, I got through it. I was only left emotionally scarred once again.

At this moment I walk through the village, as I move around everybody whispers to themselves and talks in hushed voices, as they didn't want to be near such an ominous person.

Yin is not with me today so I will not be moving far from the orphanage. I merely walk about the stalls on the nearby streets.

As I walked around I saw the famed Ichiraku Ramen shop. I would like to take a chance some time and eat there but all the money I get my hands on comes from pickpocketing passerby's.

This is merely one of the many techniques I picked up through memorizing.

All I did was simply watch the streets diligently and watched over a twenty different pickpockets do their work. And I took the best points of their work and made my own, I called it a simple name <Cloud Fingers> they were light and impossible to catch.

Naturally I had studied countless techniques inside the books of the free to read from local library and observed countless shinobi practice their techniques and even studied the students of the Shinobi Academy.

I only cannot put into practice the skills that I have observed because my body was to weak.

The average in this world is a 5.0 on every stat. This is for a twenty year old civilian male.

Along these years I spent the time to use what chakra I had to create a contract with the Crows, they accepted and granted me a Murder or group of crows for me to control as I see fit.

Even so, these Crows of mine are of the ordinary variety, they barely qualify as chakra beast and have a limited amount of intelligence. I was later told by them that if I wanted better crows then i would have to hand over more chakra and possibly even sacrifices.

Else I will have to get a high ranking crow to take a liking to me, only then will it make its subordinates work under me and come out as my direct summon and fight on my behalf.

At the moment they only act as a way of subterfuge and a group of bodyguards. Alerting me of anybody with ill intentions and gather a small amount of information.

I'am known by some as the Crow Kid, the child who can only be seen with Crows.

They are the only friends I can make until Yota arrives. Or maybe I can befriend Hinata and Naruto. Should I take away Hinata from Naruto?

Let's leave that for later.

Due to the rise in population Itachi took notice of these Crows of mine and began to speak with them at one point. This was when he thought that he had discovered a genius.

A mere child had contracted a summon beast, and the same one as him which was a very rare summon.

He grew interested and studied me when he thought I was not looking. But as I remember all that I see, I can easily remember seeing his face countless times as i look through the crowd.

After confronting him he promptly apologized and handed me a scroll containing two <D> rank fire techniques as an apology and a subtle way of encouragement. The two techniques were Fireworks and Field Burn. One was very showy and the other was an AOE technique.

Neither of these two had seen daylight before as they were Itachi's self made skills.

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Name: Rei Muramasa / Sex: Male

Age: 3 years / Race: Human

Titles: Otaku, Scholar, Apprentice Fighter, Hidden Figure, Feared,

S: 3.8

P: 7.1

E: 5.1

A: 3.6

I: 12.6

L: 10.0

W: 16.3

D: 3.9

Chakra: 22/22

Stat Point(0) / Skill Point(0)

Blessings: <???>

Equipment: T-Shirt, Cargo Shorts, Sandals, Fingerless Gloves

Elements: Fire(D),

Bloodline: Uchiha(Low), Uzumaki(Impure)

Skills: <MartialArt:4> <Shooting:2> <Throwing:5> <Cleaning:4> <Sneaking: 5> <Swimming:4> <Cooking:4> <Speech:3> <Acting:8> <Steal:4> <Concealment:3> <DaggerArt:2> <SwordArt:2> <ChakraControl:1> <Sensory:1>

Abilities: <Sharingan(Sealed)> <Eidetic Memory>

Summons: <Crow Contract(Low)>

[Status] [Appraisal] [Store] [Quest] [Technique]

FC: 250

Spare Lives: 5

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After a look into my status I decide to leave the area. This was due to no stall showing me their wares and avoiding me.

But before I can take off… Something catches my eyes.

A blond haired kid with whisker marks.

He is staring intently at the Ichiraku Ramen sign. Alone and hungry.

I simply smiled to myself and approached.