Chapter 171 - My SI Stash #71 - Bugs {Naruto Aburame SI} by The Propa Orky Reda (Naruto) (1/2)

-Fairly new fic with a serious Aburame SI~ Power hungry MC!

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Posted on: forums.spacebattles.com/threads/bugs-naruto-aburame-si.787270/ (The Propa Orky Reda)

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Chapter 1

My name is Hiroshi Aburame. I was once known by another name but I suppose that person is dead, isn't he? That must be true if I am alive, after all. I remember back when I was born into this world that I looked at the happy eyes of the bug users who were my genetic donors, feeling nothing but detachment. I mean, sure, they were taking care of me, but as I stared at them, all I knew was that these people were not my parents and they never would be.

I don't know how I died but I feel like it wasn't a bad way to die... I think. I can't really tell; it's just a blur of fuzzy emotions at best. I had lived a pretty average life with average everything, so even though I missed the comforts of my old world like WiFi and such, I was already beginning to like it here. I was already starting to love living in this world and excitement bubbles up inside of me with each day that passes.

I can't tell why, but I felt eager to face the risk of this world. To face the harsh challenges ahead till they pushed me higher or simply killed me. Why should I care for preserving a plot I didn't fully know? In all the stories I have read, there is always a butterfly effect of some sort caused simply by the newcomers' presence in a world they weren't meant to exist, thus I must attain strength above all else. Strength to ensure that anyone who stands against me will perish but that brought me to a new question. Why did I want this?

Why did I want to live in a world where there was no true goal for me? The answer to that was how interesting this world was. What kinds of philosophies were born out of lands bathed in blood? Why is technology so scattered? How does chakra affect the very nature of reality and by what means does it interact with our thoughts and soul? So many questions were brimming at the edges of my mind agitating my swarm to frantically buzz.

They were also interesting, as I did not get to choose my swarm like the others did, but I believe what I was given was worthwhile. Illogically if not impossibly small bugs called the Rinkaichu. Apparently my genetic donors were a part of a caste in the Aburame clan that were the best at wielding these small bugs. I could imagine so many uses for them, ranging from slipping them into the mouth of a target and utterly destroying a their lungs or killing high priority targets from a distance.

Ah! That will be my goal then. My goal is the pursuit of knowledge in this world, although I refuse to sink to Orochimaru levels of depravity to follow the path of knowledge. He was foolish, much like a pig feasting, when he chose to go after the children of Konoha. It would have been far more effective to use ROOT to gather enemy nin or various children from the border villages. Perhaps I will get lucky and find one of the snakes little dens. Perhaps I could modify my bugs one day? That would be interesting, if nothing else.