It worked!

  Why did it work?

  It shouldn’t have worked.

  What the fucking fuck?

  My mind was awhirl. Sweat drenched my whole body, causing my clothes to stick uncomfortably close to my skin. No strength reached my limbs and my lungs felt devoid of air.

  Yet, all of that was ignored.

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  Chakra flooded my pathways, which isn’t all that strange. I was learning to be a shinobi of Konoha, after all. Our class was taught to use this energy a few months back and every single one of us has succeeded to varying degrees.

  But not like this.

  It was just a passing fancy. A lark. Nothing should have come of it.

  The denser, purer particles of spiritual matter currently flowing through my body proved otherwise.

  Was this always possible? How did no one figure this out? Konoha spawned some of the most powerful monsters in the world! Not to mention the Warring States era that preceded its founding.

  The Kages. The Sannin. Shit, the sages who made nature energy their bitch!

  None of them? I refuse to believe that.

  Still, what I accomplished was undeniable. I actually cultivated chakra, and its effects were already showing.

  Vision, hearing, taste, touch, and smell. All my senses have been enhanced.

  Then the full implications of what I’d done hit me like a Rasengan to the gut.

  “What am I going to do?” I couldn’t help asking out loud in dread.