i own a sharingan у меня есть шаринган хантер х хантер
I own a Sharingan
Chapter 1: Chapter 1 : Sharingan Made in china
Yorbian Continent, United States of Saherta
It was a city located in the Gordeau Desert, it had a fairly large population and was the sixth largest city in the country, its security was horrible, the police were busy night and day, organized crime was doing well in the city, some even called it criminal.
The police were corrupt, the politicians were corrupt, one joke even said that the newborns in the city stole the wallets of the doctors who helped their mothers give birth.
A common sight in one of the city’s dark alleys was the lifeless corpse of a young man, about 19 years old, with short black hair, wearing a brown turban around his neck and clothes suitable for desert travel that reminded the nomadic peoples of the western continent.
If a young woman with a sensitive heart was present at that moment she would surely die.
Because the lifeless corpse of the young man rose abruptly from the ground and took a deep breath of air.
The young man started moaning in pain, then shouting loudly, holding his skull with an expression that could not hide his suffering.
Suddenly he opened his eyes and one of his pupils changed color and took on a scarlet red appearance with three dark spots.
The young man suddenly screamed at the top of his lungs and threw himself to the ground in anger.
The pickpocket who originally wanted to plunder the corpse, further away, having heard the cries of the young man, fled by wiping the sweat from his forehead.
«This guy must be a madman, thank god i don’t provoke him.»
Going back to the young man, you’re probably wondering what’s going on? Well I will tell you everything, because if I let you think for yourself with your oyster brains the story will never progress.
His name was it doesn’t matter, he was a legendary Otaku who read everything a good Otaku has to read and saw everything a good Otaku has to see, he liked fighting in the anime, bloody confrontations, battles of divine level with destruction, one day when leaving a convention, he was crushed by a meteorite and after a discussion with Kami-Sama, he was reincarnated in the world of Naruto.
A classic story of otaku going to his favorite world.
The Kami-Sama to apologize for killing him granted him the legendary sharingan with three Tomoe before he was reborn as a 8-year-old Uchiha, he thought he was the protagonist, his blood was boiling at the thought of facing powerful ninja in epic battles, but reality soon hit him in the face.
He sucked at ninjustu, he didn’t have enough chakra to even use the weakest Genjustu, the knowledge of the ninja academy was too complicated.
But for him it didn’t matter, he had decided to become a specialist ninja in taijustu.
He trained hard, he did an infernal training of Taijustu, learning perfectly all the basic hand-to-hand fighting techniques of the ninjas after three years.
He was unable to close his sharingan, which attracted the attention of clan members, he was also considered very promising by the clan because he trained hard and had one eye with a sahringa three tomoe at his young age.
But after all this time of training he reached the limit of his body, he then tried to meet Gai-sensei but after searching all over Konoha for six months he did not see Gai’s shadow even once.
He decided to create powerful ninjustu to attract the attention of powerful ninja who will accept him as a disciple but he realized that even with hard work he couldn’t increase the quantity of his chakra, so he gave up this idea and had another idea, become friends with the protagonist.
Why not approach Naruto and become his Aniki or onichan?
Impossible, as soon as he tried to approach Naruto the anbu ninja comrades invited him to taste the pleasure of the interrogation cells for a whole day, if it was not thanks to the help of his parents who asked the patriarch Uchiha to intervene.
The anbu would have already read his memory and sent him to a laboratory to dissect him.
He became desperate, completely desperate, so he continued his taijustu training, increasing his efforts.
But something happened, one night a ninja broke into his house and killed both his parents in front of him.
Since he was born, his parents have always loved him, his mother prepared him a good lunch before each training, his father offered him kunai every week before stroking his hair, for a cliché orphan like him, it was really a good life, seeing the ninja with long black hair killing his parents, he understood immediately who it was.
He felt a powerful chakra going through his body, his body was overflowing with a dark chakra, his eye was bleeding, this scene surprising even Itachi.
«Will his eye turn into a kaleidoscope?»
Time passed, he shouted as if he wanted to turn into a super saijin but nothing happened, Itachi seeing this embarrassing scene shook his head and then decapitated him in one blow.
The last thought of our protagonist was
Chapter 20: Chapter 20 : Test & Win
Zabam lit his lighter, Raigo who used the Gyô and saw a purple aura spreading in the air and as soon as the lighter was lit.
A gigantic flame attacked Raigo.
The referee had already left the tatami leaving only Zaban and Raigo who was swallowed by the flames.
«Zaban uses his favorite technique, he kills his enemies with powerful flames whose origin is unknown to us, would it be the premature end of a promising fight?»
«Wait, the flames dissipate, revealing the intact body of Madman Pink!»
When Zabam saw this, he was slightly surprised.
«I see you know the ken, I thought you were one of those idiots who think have mastered the nen, Haha I feel like I’m going to have fun.»
His aura was released from his body, spreading through the air at very high speed.
«I see, he is transmuter.»
Raigo seeing the aura transformed into a kind of gauze or purple particle understood inmeditament the technique of Zabam.
«He transforms his aura into a flammable substance that he controls and lights with his lighter or a heat source.»
Raigo rushed towards him at full speed and arrived in a short time in front of Zabam and tried to slice his neck.
Zabam, who didn’t look surprised, leaned back, dodged the attack and counter-attacked instantly, giving Raigo a quick kick.
The aura of Raigo quickly covered his hands, he then made a slight movement with his palms and changed his posture, imitating that of his disciple in their first fights.
Raigo dropped the knife on the ground.
He received Zabam’s leg with his left hand smoothly and quickly deviated it with a blow with his right elbow.
He instantly changed his posture, taking one that made him look like a kenpo master before striking his palm against his opponent’s chest.
The smile on Zabam’s face disappeared, he felt an immense pain through his chest, he coughed violently as he was pushed back to the edge of the tatami.
Seeing Raigo running towards him, he lit his lighter.
Under the sight of Raigo’s Sharingan, the flame of the lighter slowly ignited the air around him, he used his ken to the maximum while protecting himself from the flames that engulfed him.
The next second, the aura around his body protected him from the flames that quickly dissipated but at the same time as the flames dissipated he received a punch in the face.
He flew a few meters away and fell to the ground before rolling on the ground like an empty barrel, He felt his consciousness become slightly blurred.
He resisted the urge to faint and got up immediately, spitting out a tooth under his mask before looking at Zabam smiling in front of him.
He clenched his teeth and made an abrupt movement with his right arm, Zabam then lowered himself, barely dodge Raigo’s knife, which came back into his hands pulled by a thin metal wire.
«Madman Pink Critical hits 2 points»
The referee outside the tatami said out loud.
Spectators shouted at the spectacular sight of this first exchange of blows, encouraging their favorite fighter.
«The crowd is delirious, this fight between masters is spectacular.»
Chapter 3: Chapter 3 : Aura
In a nicely decorated room quite large with a purple carpet, a massive chain desk, several works of art, a man wearing a white tuxedo was sitting on a couch drinking a glass of wine, behind him were two men each carrying a machine gun.
The man was tall with scars on his face, he had short blond hair and a calm look.
«Zunoj hasn’t come back yet?»
One of the gunmen carrying machine guns hearing the question answered quickly.
«No, it’s been more than two hours since he went after the man who attacked you in your house this morning.»
The man continued to drink his drink quietly, as if he didn’t care about anything.
His name was Pero, he was a former murderer and leader of the gang of violets, Zunoj was his right-hand man, although he was a cruel person and strangely sadistic, he was a skillful nen user having created his own hatsu.
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Zunoj’s hatsu, Soul Knife, allowed him to slice and wound an opponent without inflicting visible physical damage, no bleeding, no trace of wounds, it was a very useful hatsu for murder without leaving any evidence.
«Our activities caught the attention of the city’s high officials, they surely had to put a price on my head, increase surveillance and told the other to increase security.»
Pero, tasting his glass of wine, stopped and turned his head toward the door, which slowly opened.
The corpse of one of his henchmen fell to the ground before Pero’s eyes, and his guards pointed their machine guns at the door.
Two projectiles launched at an indescribable speed pierce the skulls of his two guards, killing them in an instant.
The glass of wine in Pero’s hand fell to the ground, a whitish aura slowly emanated from him, he hastened to pick up the weapon of his guards whose corpse lay on the ground and aimed at the door.
From the slightly dark hallway, he saw a red-eyed young man enter the room with calm footsteps and a cold face coming towards him unhurriedly.
«Don’t move, do you know who you are attacking? I am Pero. «
The young man, without letting him finish his sentence, leaned forward and ran at full speed towards him.
Pero then unconsciously pulled the trigger and shot the young man without hesitation.
The young man, like a ghost, dodged all the bullets at an incredible speed and without even giving him time to react hit him with a powerful kick to the skull, knocking him out with a single blow.
Pero being a feared and well known former murderer, he was confident in his strength add to this his mastery of nen, he never thought he would be defeated so easily.
«It’s finally done, now I have to take this guy to the police.»
Raigo lifted his target off the ground and put it on his shoulder before heading for the exit.
On his way, he stepped over the bodies of several people before leaving the building.
Two hours later, in a motel room, Raigo was sitting on a single bed, holding a 5,000,000J check in his hands.
«With today’s technology the banks doesn’t even have a credit card.»
He put the check in his pocket and looked up at the ceiling with a deep sigh.
He had already understood what kind of world he was in, the world of HunterXHunter, a world full of danger, adventure and exciting battles, when he thought about the powerful fighters of this world; a smile appeared on his lips.
«Hunter, exploring unknown places, discovering treasures, fighting powerful opponents, this world was made to measure for me.»
«But before I begin Hunter’s work I must first improve my aura control.»
Aura is the life energy produced by all living bodies vital for survival.
Aura from all parts of the body has a tendency to flow together, producing one mass of energy, this happens without the individual’s awareness, typically resulting in a slow leak of aura continually escaping the body and stemming up and off the top of the head.
The pores or points on the body from which aura flows out from are called «Aura Nodes or Shōkō.
Only someone whose Aura Nodes located in the eyes are opened can see aura, since every living being emits aura subconsciously, learning to sense aura is a useful skill for those tracking living things or hunting non-living things infused with aura.
There are six types of aura; every individual is born having one of these six different aura types, upon learning one’s own aura type.
A student from Nen will place his hands around the glass and perform Ren.
The effect resulting from the contact of a person’s aura with the glass will determine the type of aura of that person.
Raigo’s predecessor’s teacher had not taught him any of this information, it all comes from his memory, he was after all a want Otaku confirm fan of HXH.
Usually apart from a few rare teachers like Wing or Biscuit, the nen teachers of the Hunter association gave little indication to their disciples, a hunter was generally a very busy person, he had little time to devote to a student so he hurried to inculcate the basics before leaving at full speed.
Teaching a student all the principles of nen correctly could take years, they didn’t have that much time to waste.
He did not blame his teacher because in reality his talent could not be qualified as common, nobody wasted his time teaching a student as useless as him.
He got up from the bed, left his room for a while and came back with a glass of water and a leaf, he put the leaf on the gwater and then sat down and put his palms against the glass of water.
A white aura slowly emanated from his hands.
Chapter 7: Chapter 7 : Training
On a cliff, Raigo was on the ground doing push-ups with his body covered in sweat.
His heart rate was at maximum, he was out of breath and his whole face turned red, he was still clenching his teeth and doing every push-up with willpower.
But the most impressive thing about his posture was that he had a rock about a meter high on his back.
And if a master of nen looked at Raigo this moment with the Gyô, he would see that his body was surrounded by a thin layer of aura.
His training was based on the fragments of memories he had of HXH, especially his memories of Shingen-ryu kung fu and Biscuit’s training.
No longer feeling his arms, Raigo stood up and threw the stone before falling to the ground with a tired expression.
He clenches his fists with a slight smile, then focuses his aura on her for a moment before sighing in admiration :
«The bodies of the people of this world really do have more potential than that of a ninja.»
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It reminded him of the image of a child like Killua glibly opening a door weighing several tons, and thinking about it, it sent shivers down his spine.
He rested for a few minutes, then slowly got up and went to his tent.
He went inside and sat down on his sleeping bag before taking an open can whose contents were half eaten.
«I’m tired of canned food.»
He ate the rest of the canned food before taking a few sips of water.
He looked at the rest of his provisions, shaking his head before lying down on the sleeping bag.
«I have enough provisions left for another week, it’s already three weeks that I’ve been in this forest, it’s time to recover this damn flower and to continue my training elsewhere.»
It had already been nineteen days since he had set up camp on the top of the rock face he had climbed.
It was the calmest place that he had found so far, thanks to the humidity in the air he could recover water by installing a system of recovery of the morning dew, he also had enough food and no wild beast came to disturb him at this altitude.
So he could sleep without fear of being attacked, he spent the last few days training in Ren au Gyô and Shu.
He trained for more than 16 hours in basic Taijustu in Ten state, then, remembering the training Biscuit had given to Gon and Killua, he stayed and trained in Ren every day, thanks to which his state of Ren was extended by two minutes.
This training also allowed Raigo to understand his level of nen mastery.
He then estimated recalling Knuckle’s explanations on aura quantification, Raigo estimated that his Maximum Aura Power, MAP should be about 9,500 aura units.
It was a somewhat hazardous estimate, but he thinks it should be at this level, for example, in the Chimera Ants arc, gon on his normal state has around 22,000, youpi has around 700,000, and Morel 70,000.
He still couldn’t use the Gyô perfectly, but he still tried to maintain his Gyô for at least two minutes every hour, trying to turn this gesture into a reflex.
For his Shu training, he practiced Rock Breaking training, this training was a type training for an Enhancer.
The studen enhances a stone’s durability using Shu and Ko to repeatedly smash other rocks without breaking the one they are holding,
Raigo who hadn’t yet mastered the Ko, was just content to use the shu, this training greatly improved his aura control, making Raigo understand the importance of a good teacher.
Bicuit set strict standards for his students, they had to break 1000 stones without breaking the stone in their hands, but Raigo could only break 254 stones without breaking the stone in his hands, but the more he practiced the better that number got.
He also noticed that he really had a talent for strengthening objects.
His understanding of Ten and Ren also improved a lot, he could stay in Ren condition for about 1 hour 42 minutes, according to his memories a professional hunter should be able to stay in Ren condition for 3 hours!
Thinking that he had to train several hours a day for months in order to even improve his Ren by ten minutes, he felt his whole body suffer thinking about his future training.
He also wanted to learn the other advanced techniques of nen but he quickly abandoned this idea because he knew better than anyone else, as a ninja specializing in taijustu, that the basics were the most important thing no matter what the specialization.
The basic principle that he masters the most at present is Zetsu.
Have you ever seen a ninja who hadn’t learned infiltration and concealment? If so, what an unworthy ninja he was.
The next day, Raigo woke up at about ten o’clock according to his estimate based on the position of the sun in the sky.
He began to dismantle the tent and bed in his backpack, packed his things and collected the water in his dew collecting system.
He sat down on a stone eating half a tin can with an unpleasant expression and then continued his climb up the mountain.
He climbed faster than last time while paying attention to every hold he was holding on to.
«Oxygen has started to thin, but the upside is that the fog is diminishing.»
He looked down and couldn’t even see his old camp anymore.
He continued his ascent for more than three hours and felt that his breathing rhythm was disturbed.
«I must have reached the 2,500-meter mark, I’m not far from the goal.»
But suddenly he heard several high-pitched screams and saw blurred shadows flying above him through the fog.
He continued his ascent for more than three hours and felt that his breathing rhythm was disturbed.
«I must have reached the 2,500-meter mark, I’m not far from the goal.»
He took a deep breath and held on to the next hold but suddenly he heard several high-pitched screams.
He raised his head and saw blurry shadows flying above him through the fog.
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Chapter 17: Chapter 17 : Cash or check?
«I will kill myself if you refuse!»
«Master out of pity accept me as your disciple!»
On the way to the Heaven Arena everyone was looking at a man of about 28 years old advancing while a girl of about 15, 16 years old was clinging to his feet but the worst was that the young man was advancing ignoring the girl who was clinging to his feet whose face was constantly hitting the ground with every step of the man.
«Master, at least listen to the motives, if you listen to me and still refuse to accept me as a disciple I will stop harassing you.»
Raigo thougth and nodded his head, Tatsukuta then let go of his feet and sat up, sweeping the dust on her face and clothes with her hands.
Curious passers-by also stopped to listen to the girl’s story, wondering why such a pretty girl with a polite look was throwing herself at this young man she called a master.
Some of them were even willing to go to the nearest phone booth and call the police to come and arrest the young man for child abuse.(Raigo had a three-day beard and really looked like he was in his late twenties.)
Tatsukuta cleared her throat and took a sad expression.
«I come from a small town in Republic of West Gorteau, my mother died to give birth to me so I had to live with my father, he was a very strong martial artist of the seikido style, he always wanted a son to take over his dojo but he didn’t remarry after my mother died and didn’t have any other children, so he trained me to take over the family dojo, from my three years old until my ten years old, he trained me every day.»
«Well, my father was strict and strict but I loved him very much, we lived together with the other disciples of the dojo like a real family, but a few years ago an illness struck the city in which we were close to 90% of the inhabitants died, including my father and the dojo’s disciples, it was a real massacre, after burying my father and leaving the city, I learned that it was the work of a group of terorists.»
She clenched her fists as tears fell from her cheeks.
«How could human beings do this to other humans, all the people I loved died, my friends, neighbors, family, so I continued training after my father’s death so I could find those who had perpetrated such horrors and stop them.»
«I have traveled many countries in recent years and faced many opponents to improve my martial art, but I am still weak, but during our fight for a short time I felt you hiding your strength, I felt a kind of feeling coming from you, as if you could have defeated me in one look, although we fought my instinct tells me that you are extremely stronger than what you show!»
«I want to become as strong as you! Master out of pity accept me as your disciple!»
Passers-by at this point began to cry, some even sobbed as they listened to the story of the Tatsukuta.