Naruto: Scrolls of the Dragonborn

As the chakra and experiences flowed into him, he felt a rush of euphoria. He gently closed his eyes, trying to digest the knowledge he gained from the Mystical Palm. Before, his technique was as crude as a cheap fast-food burger, but with the knowledge he gained from others, it felt like he had been training for a month. The best part? His levels skyrocketed. His Taijutsu went up to level 3 with ⅛ of the bar filled, and his Ninjutsu levelled up to 4 with ⅔ of the bar filled. His total level was now 3, and he gained 10 more points and a perk point. His total level bar was 2/4 filled, so he only needed two more levels to fill it up.

After pondering for a bit, he added the point to Ninjutsu again, reducing it by another 4%.

Over the week, he and the clones had devoured all the fruit. Though there were bottles of water in the fridge, he decided not to take them. If he put these things in his inventory and the trash disappeared, it would look suspicious.

Glancing at his stats, he decided to mold chakra until they came to get him.

[Health 100] [Chakra 53/145] [Stamina 12/105] 20 points

The system was a bit different from Skyrim. In Skyrim, you couldn't distribute points how you wanted, but the upside was that you completely healed when you leveled up.

He knew that Chakra would become harder to increase later, so he was saving his points while it was still easy to increase.

Sitting on the bed, he made the seal of confrontation to mold and regenerate his chakra.

A few hours later, the seal to the door was undone, revealing Mei's figure standing there with a smile.

"I'm back! Was your training fruitful?" Mei asked.

Zitsu rose to his feet with a smile. "Yes!"

Mei clapped her hands. "Good! Let's get the last one." She turned on her heels and walked towards another door.

Looking around, he saw Bunrakuken standing there with a smug smile on his face. Following behind Mei, they reached another door. She performed a series of hand seals and slapped the door, causing the seal to disappear. As the door opened, it revealed Chojuro sitting on the bed.

Cho opened his eyes and saw other people. A smile bloomed on his face, and his eyes went wide. Jumping off the bed, he ran over.

"Welcome back!" Mei chirps as she sweetly rubs Zitsu's head. "Let's hustle, we're behind schedule." Chojuro nods in agreement.

As they stroll towards the main room, Chojuro walks alongside Zitsu. Once they reach the door, they spot the other four teenagers and eight children waiting for them.

Mei glances at the three younglings, "This week's challenge was to test your chakra molding skills. The goal is simple, concentrate your chakra into a single finger to hold a card in place. If you fail by day's end, you're outta here." She pulls out three playing cards from a pouch on her belt and demonstrates the technique by holding the card effortlessly on her fingertip.

Without hesitation, Bunrakuken starts practicing. Chojuro follows suit but appears anxious. Zitsu scrutinizes the card in his palm, pondering if this is a good use of his time as a one-year-old.

Mei furrows her eyebrows, noticing Zitsu lost in thought. "Is there a problem? Something you don't understand?" Zitsu takes a deep breath and decides to give it a shot. He holds out his finger, channels all his chakra, and sticks the card onto it.

Mei moves in a flash, snatching him into her bosom to avoid attracting attention when she notices the card slowly tilting. Zitsu's face presses against her shirt's wire mesh, which painfully scratches his skin.

She releases him after making sure no one is watching and gives him a tender look, raising a finger to her lips to indicate silence.

Bunrakuken and Chojuro stare with bewilderment, unsure of what's happening. They sit down and join Zitsu in practicing their chakra control, determined not to fail.

After four hours, Chojuro finally manages to get the card to stick for a few seconds.

"I did it! I did it!" Chojuro jumps to his feet, his face beet red with excitement.

Seeing this, Bunrakuken grits his teeth.

Zitsu looks at him and frowns, wondering what's wrong with the kid.

Feeling his stare, Bunrakuken glares at Zitsu before attempting to stick the card.

"Good job, Cho. Keep practicing," Mei smiles at him. "If you keep this up, you will become an excellent ninja."

Cho nods his head furiously before sitting back down.

In the next few hours, a couple of other kids also succeed. Zitsu spends his time watching everyone else.

Soon, another two hours pass and all the trainers clap their hands.

"Okay, time's up," Mei says with a bitter smile to Bunrakuken.

"No, I can do it! I know I can!" He begins yelling and pointing his finger, his face beet red.

Mei shakes her head.

Suddenly, the door opens, and Taketa walks into the room with a stern look on his face. "All unqualified students come with me. We don't have resources to waste on failures."

Bunrakuken clenches his fists and begins to tremble.

"This isn't the end for you. You can still join the academy when you are five," Mei tries to comfort him.

Hearing this, he takes a deep breath and turns to look at Chojuro, glaring at him. "Don't think you're better than me!" His eyes tremble as he holds his gaze for a few seconds before stomping off.

As Taketa shuffles the kids out, only a few remain. Only Tashio remains from Yagura's group, and from Unkei, both girls actually remain.

Now that he's actually looking at the girls, they look like twins. One has long red hair down to her shoulders, and the other has a pixie cut. They appear to be around two years old and have bright brown eyes.

From Dayu's group, no one remains, causing him to just shrug his shoulders and leave the room. Including Chojuro and himself, only five people remain.

Everyone gathers together in a group again. Yagura once again steps forward.

"I'm not sure how much you will understand, but you have all been selected for an experiment. You will be sealed into a training device for the next three years. Your body and chakra will be enhanced, making you stronger." His eyes scan the kids, seeing their confused faces, he shakes his head.

Zitsukani has his head down, counting on his fingers, trying to figure out what he will miss in three years. Nothing significant happens for the rest of this year. Next year, Haku and Kimimaro will be born, and that's about it. During the second year, the bridge is destroyed, leading to Kakashi getting the Sharingan. Later in that same year, Madara will seal the three tails in Rin, leading to her death. Neji, Lee, Tenten, and even Suigetsu will be born. The Third Mizukage somehow dies, and the Third Hokage steps down for the fourth. For the third year, Obito will attack Konoha, and the three tails will be sealed into Yagura.

He clenches his fist in frustration, knowing he can't change any of the situations he's thinking about. But he thinks to himself that in three years, he'll be about 4 and a half and able to do more things.

Mei watches Zitsukani's actions, a little confused as she sees him clench his fist.

After thinking things over, Zitsu relaxes. He realizes he can't affect anything, so why worry? He also knows that Chojuro survives, so there's no need to worry. Raising his head, he catches Mei smiling at him, and his lips curl into a smile in response.

The door to the room opens again, and this time Madame Yan, two old men, and the Third Mizukage enter the room.

Zitsu's eyes widen as he never thought he'd get to see the Third Mizukage. The Third Mizukage's eyes are closed, and he has a few wrinkles on his face. He's wearing his blue and white Mizukage hat with long blue and white robes, and his black hair hangs slightly in his face.

"These are the kids?" A cold and detached voice comes from the Mizukage's mouth.

"Yes, Lord Mizukage," Madame Yan walks forward.

"Let's start the jutsu."

Yagura, Mei, and Unkei step back. The three elders and the Mizukage stand in a square around the kids.

"Now!"

All four people begin rapidly making hand signs, their hands turning into blurs.

"Grand Incubation Jutsu!" they chant in unison.

They slap their hands on the ground, causing the air to quiver. The moisture in the air starts to condense into spheres and surround each of the four kids. The four elders walk up to the spheres and make a few more hand seals before slapping the spheres. As they do, black writings and symbols form along the spheres.

As they finish, Zitsu can feel chakra pumping into the sphere and into his body.

"You will be Jonin within the years, and when they get out, you will resume their training. How good they become is up to you."

"Yes, Lord Mizukage," they all reply.

Zitsu watches everyone leave the room as his eyes finally close.