DXD: Naruto Recreation System

beep! beep! beep! beep!

The shrill sound of an alarm clock jolted me awake. My head throbbed as I groggily sat up, only to freeze in confusion. The bed I was lying on, the room around me—none of it was familiar. A neat study table with a computer stood in one corner, a bookshelf filled with books next to it, and a window opposite the bed let in the soft morning sunlight.

The last thing I remembered was clutching my chest as pain ripped through me on my way home from work. A heart attack. So… am I dead?

I looked down at my hands, flexing them slowly. They looked younger, smoother. My body felt lighter, stronger even. Slowly, I got out of bed, my bare feet touching the wooden floor as I stumbled toward the mirror on the wardrobe.

The moment I saw my reflection, I froze.

Staring back at me was Itachi Uchiha.

Long, raven-black hair framed sharp, angular features. Piercing black eyes, a lean yet powerful build—it was unmistakable. I looked exactly like the infamous shinobi from Naruto, my favorite anime. My breath quickened. "What the hell...?"

Before I could fully process this, a translucent blue window appeared in front of me, hovering in mid-air like something out of a video game.

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[Naruto Recreation System Activated]

Welcome, Host. Your task: Recreate the Naruto plot within this world.

Generate shock value to buy items from the Shop.]

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"What the hell is this?" I whispered, reaching out to touch the window. My hand passed right through it, but the text remained clear as day.

"You've got to be kidding me," I muttered. "Recreate the Naruto plot? Shock value? What does that even mean?"

As if responding to my confusion, a new message appeared.

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[The shock value generated by introducing Naruto concepts will determine your rewards. The greater the impact on this world, the greater the rewards you will receive.]

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Before I could ask another question, a new line of text appeared.

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[Host may inquire about the current world.]

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"Fine," I said, crossing my arms. "Where am I? And why me?"

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[You are in the world of High School DxD. Selected for your deep knowledge of Naruto and this world, you are uniquely suited to create chaos and balance through your task.]

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I froze. High School DxD? Of all the worlds I could've been reincarnated into, it had to be this one?

"I refuse to believe this," I said, shaking my head. My mind raced. DxD was a dumpster fire. A world filled with overpowered devils, angels, fallen angels, and mythological creatures—and all tied together with an absurdly perverted plot.

In my past life, I'd watched High School DxD purely out of curiosity. It was an ecchi show pretending to have a deep story, but let's be honest—there wasn't much to see beyond fanservice. The anime had been so sanitized that despite being based on an 18+ genre, the most "intense" scenes involved awkward kissing and unnecessary boobs show for public to see.

I'd hated it. Not because of the plot or the characters, but because it promised something it never delivered. It was like a bad joke, and now, I was stuck in it.

"This has to be a mistake," I muttered. "There's no way I'm in that world."

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[This is no mistake, Host. Your task remains unchanged. Bring Naruto's world to life and leave an impact.]

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"And if I refuse?"

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[Refusal will result in termination.]

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The words sent a chill down my spine. "Fine, fine," I said, rubbing my temples. "Let me get this straight. I'm supposed to recreate the Naruto plot in this world, earn rewards based on how shocked people are, and somehow survive in this chaos-filled mess of a universe?"

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[Correct.]

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"Great," I muttered. "Just great."

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Before I could ask more questions, my phone buzzed on the bedside table. Picking it up, I saw a message from my friend:

"Yo, Itachi, you coming to school or what?"

I stared at the message in disbelief. Itachi? Is that seriously my name now?

Looking around the room, it became clear I lived alone. There were no signs of other people—no family photos, no shared spaces. It was just me. This world had given me the name and face of Itachi Uchiha, and I was completely on my own.

"This day just keeps getting worst," I muttered, grabbing the Kuoh Academy uniform neatly folded on a chair.

As I got ready, one thing became clear: If I wanted to survive in this world and avoid getting caught in the crossfire of devils and dragons, I had no choice but to embrace this ridiculous system.

Naruto's world in DxD? The idea seemed insane. But if I played my cards right, it might just be the only way to carve out a future in this absurd world.

"Let's see what kind of shock value I can create."

With that, I smirked at my reflection in the mirror. If this world wanted chaos, I'd give it chaos.