MTL - Why is This Little Brother - Chapter 6 Entering the sixth

[Hokage + System + Invincible + Betrayal Village]

Also known as [Hokage: Ten-year-old Kaleidoscope, Betrayal Konoha at the beginning]

Through Naruto, I like to mention the super krypton gold system, as long as krypton gold can become stronger!

Uchiha Natsume, who has praised the lucky money for ten years, finally opened the [Kaleidoscope Writing Wheel Eye]!

Next, what about Flying Thunder God, Immortal Mode, Bamen Dunjia, Samsara Eye, Heavy Particle Mode… I want all of them!

From today, I will never be Konoha’s licking dog again!

Defeat Fuyue, fight Sarutobi, kill Danzo, betray Konoha… Whoever stands in my way and betrays the village will die!

Life and death are bearish, if you don’t agree, just do it!

My name is Uchiha Natsume, the new god of ninja! Who is in favor? Who is against it?

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Back in 1998, an ordinary person who has been through, tired, cried, and fought, hopes to run down-to-earth and keep up with the trend of the times.

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As a human, I should be miles away from any large shifter event. Especially the annual Mate Hunt.A hunt for mates. Doesn't that sound barbaric? Yeah, it's as bad as it sounds.Several packs in the area gather as their newly minted adult wolves shift. Females are let into the woods first and are given an hour's head start, just before sundown. Then it's time for the males, ostensibly thrown out to hunt down the scent of their fated (or chosen) mates.It isn't an event for the faint of heart, and it's definitely no place for someone who can't shift. So why the fuck am I here, running my little human heart out, chased by what sounds like an entire pack of wolves? Great question. I don't know, either.But I'm here.Surrounded by howls fueled by the thrill of the hunt.Feet bleeding. Lungs freezing.I am so fucked.----R18. Dark themes, including but not limited to: Murder, attempted murder, a stack of dead bodies, betrayal, mild sociopathy, an ML who appears to bathe in red flags despite his favorite color being green, an unwarranted hatred of blueberry muffins, and pillow thievery.

A fourth chance at life. The last chance.Zarek remembered when he first experienced the Godsfall Apocalypse. Those tears of red and sparkling rouge that split the skies, opening up one dangerous realm after another.That feeling of helplessness had been palpable, heavy... suffocating. It hung above his head like a guillotine, an edge graced by death's kiss...He grinned at it.One last ride, no Talents left on his stat screen, and nothing but a dull machete and his girl by his side. What was a better thrill than that?How could he possibly fail a fourth time?Unfortunately, there were others. Other Rebirthers. Some that might have been on their last attempt just like him, or some that still had more to give to this cruel world.None of it mattered, though. He had planned everything out meticulously, each life playing its own role.He would come out on top this time. How could he not?He was Zarek Ashborn.