An uchiha…
They were masters of genjutsu, stealth, fire style, and had a strong body as well as one of the three best kekkei genkai being the sharingan.
In my repose I concluded I am too weak and needed a solid foundation but that too would come from experience.
The following month went by as I intensified my training knowing fully well that I had to choose a path to follow, something I should be good at, something that would give me a fighting chance and make me special, my own golden finger.
I had to make it, that was when I realized I already had a direction although I was blind to it.
There was something I was already good at than the average and maybe even the most talented shinobi for my age and that was the fire-style.
As for why I was just this innately good at it, I don't know why but part of it is definitely because of the uchiha lineage.
And so, I began my training on improving my fire-style techniques.
Having already mastered the shuriken jutsu, as being a nerd in my previous life finally paid off, I had already washed off that skin off me.
What would one do in the normal world if they knew they had two years to live or die and it was anything but natural
Well, the answer was simple, they'd either accept their death and live their life to the fullest or they'd simply use the remaining life left to tr y to fight back against the unnatural death knowing fully well the life they plan to live to the fullest would never be full if it was cut short by another person.
Hope.
The meaning of that word left an annoying feeling in my mind as I simply did not want to leave it to chance.
Well, that month came in as a dud, by now my academy evaluation had started faltering and by that, I mean I was down to overall fifth position
The sixth month however had me pulling my own weights in the library, if not where else was good.
If training had put on edge, then studying had put me at some kind of rest and for the first time ever I made some kind of effort to study about this world after entering it.
My specialty being the fire-style had hit a roadblock because as much as I was better at it, I had no good understanding of chakra nor the hand signs to innovate on it and that had brought me to the library.
As each day after an extended study was a small practice, I kept out for myself throughout the sixth month.
This continued on for the next three months where I managed to get an understanding of how jutsu formation and chakra works.