Naruto Card Shop System: Yu-Gi-Oh! in Another World

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{Card Shop System}

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You have died. Continue?

-[Yes]- [No]

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 Hazy blackness slowly clears as my eyes slowly open. A dark wooden ceiling rests over my head. I sit up, feeling the weight of the cold metal of a choker wrapped around my neck. I try to pull it off to look at it better but the dark golden ring of metal is too small to slip over chin. I let it rest back on my nape. I look down at the black sleeveless shirt hanging off my shoulders and the white blanket that slipped down to my lap when I sat up. I try to pinch my skin, wondering if this is all just a dream, but my mind is too hazy to tell if I felt something or just imagined it. 

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 I look around the room, vaguely recognizing it as a traditional Japanese style as I practically crawl out of the futon, my hands gripping the wall as I stand up. My body is... wrong. I try to take a step but I misjudge the distance of my foot to the floor and stumble into a wall, the pain in my shoulder grounding me, my mind piecing itself together. Memories that I know I should not remember start grafting themselves to my mind as I stumble to the bathroom from th- my bedroom. I look into the mirror and see a face that isn't mine but soon will be.

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 The face is angular with a pointed grey goatee and a thick chevron style mustache equally matched by my thick eyebrows. My hair is rests flat against my head with something similar to a Caesar's cut.

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{PICTURES HERE}

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 I look back at my pieced together memories, being fired from my job, the car crash, my father's shoving of a scroll in my hands while yelling at me to run, the hunger and pain of a war orphan, earning the money to buy a small shop with an apartment on top, the memories from this life and my last blending together. I look down at my calloused hand, scarred from work that I did not do but is still the work I did. I don't understand how this happened. I don't think I ever will. I look back to the mirror and the eye staring back at me from the Millennium Necklace around my neck. My movement causes light to reflect of its iris and I swear that I saw it blink.

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{MILLENNIUM NECKLACE PICTURE HERE}

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Author's Notes(PLEASE READ)

SUMMARY:Dude that I haven't decided a name for gets gets fired from his job, killed by a car crash, and reincarnated as a war orphan in Naruto with the Millennium Necklace and that was how I depict the experience. System appears next chapter along with Mr. Dude's name.