"Very well, can I access the system now?" Tom asked Alena.

"Affirmative, Sovereign Immovable," Alena responded to Tom.

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"Show me," Tom instructed Alena.

"Affirmative, Sovereign Immovable," Alena said and Tom immediately saw a screen came into existence before his eyes. There were 9 columns and only 2 among those was not shaded grey. He read the names,

Owner Status,

Weapons,

Armors,

Origin Talents,

Techniques,

Scrolls,

Missions,

Inventory,

Miscellaneous.

He tried clicking the highlighted green column of the Missions Column and he saw the current available missions for him to gather points.

1. Cry for an hour – 1 shop point

2. Piss on your crib – 1 shop point

3. Shit on your crib – 1 shop point

4. Piss and shit on your crib at the same time – 2 shop points.

He quickly got acquainted with the other columns as he saw the hefty prices of the shop merchandise. The best were tagged at 1,000,000 points.

1. Staff of the Almighty – 1,000,000 shop points

2. Sword of the Asura – 1,000,000 shop points.

The others were elementary but what peaked his attention the most was the Origin Talents Column. These were natural talents inherent to a person. Having one origin talent instantly separates one from the multitude of ordinary ninjas.

1. Eyes of Nirvana of the Azul Clan – One of the 7 top clans in the ninja world who possess eyes that can pierce through all illusions and master the minds of its foes. An Azul who possessed these eyes can even control their opponents with just one look – 1,000,000 shop points.

Tom opened the other highlighted column which is the Owner Status. He saw his current information.

Owner Name: Sovereign Immovable

Age: 15 minutes

Cultivation: None

Weapon: None

Armor: None

Origin Talent: None

Techniques: None

"Do I get a starting reward, Alena?" Tom asked the system for bonus gift packs after he fully scanned what he could hope to get by using it. He was painfully aware how lacking he was since he had zero point at the moment.

"Negative, Sovereign Immovable," Alena answered Tom.

"This is going to be a hard grind," Tom muttered to himself as he began to cry for an hour.

1 year

2 years

5

7

10

Ten years after his birth, Tom is now a young boy.

"Glad it finally started," Tom thought. Today was his first official training to become a ninja. He was on his way with his father to visit the Swynton Academy in city of Valwick. The Foible clan was only a small one in the continent of Linvale. The ninja world composed of 7 continents led by the 7 top clans.

The continent they were in was under the Greymist Clan whose specialty was that of assassination having the Origin Talent: Shade of Shadows that would release white mist to an area concealing their position and raise their speeds at an unimaginable level within the effect of the mist.

Tom had a rough time growing up especially because of his mother feeding him. He had been alive for uncountable years in his past life and sucking on someone's nipples would really be uncomfortable for him given his situation. His mother, Terese, was a beauty with no equal.

Or at least, Tom hadn't seen another woman in his short time in this world that could compare to her.

"We are here, son. Take care of yourself," His father said to him, touched his head and hugged him in farewell. The carriage they were riding stopped at an immaculate entrance. Its doors were big and dominating. Even a giant would have fit inside and have more than room to spare to frolic with ease.

"Thank you, father. Goodbye," Tom said and embraced his father back. Then he step down from the vehicle to welcome a new phase in his life. He wore a backpack that contains his clothes and other necessities.

Parents were not allowed to enter the premises of the academy as that would only deter the young students to learning the importance of responsibility early on. Some children were crying as they stepped on forward to show a brave front even if tears were visibly marking their little faces.

Tom found himself lining up for registration once he came inside the majestic halls of the academy.

"Name!" a loud voice demanded to Tom when it was his turn to register.

"Tom Foible," Tom answered to the person in charge of the registry. He saw a small man that did not seem to equate to the owner of the loud voice it was discharging.

"1,000 blood rubies!" the loud voiced small man said once more to which Tom handed the money in response. The loud voiced small man then gave Tom a rusty key with a number engraved on it.

"385"

He assumed that this was his room number to which he would stay for the duration of his study in this academy.

"Next!" the loud voiced small man grated again to get another new student from the line.

Tom walked around the academy in order to orient himself with its facilities. He saw older students rushing about the library while the registered new students stare in wonder at the imposing statues that scattered around the academy. From his vantage point, he could count at least twenty of them.

They were tall as the building inside the school and seemed very lifelike as Tom could not determine what the statues were made of.

"Alena, scan those statues," Tom instructed the system.

"Affirmative, Sovereign Immovable. The constructs are made of riva which is the hardest metal in the ninja world. These are fighting puppets controlled by a formation technique of the Swynton Academy." Alena informed Tom.

"How strong are these statues?" Tom asked the system.

"They have Ninja Saint strength, Sovereign Immovable," Alena answered Tom.

"Amazing!" Tom exclaimed as the information he had gotten. Ninja Saints were just a step away from the peak in this ninja world. The cultivation stages are

Ninja Apprentice,

Ninja Master,

Ninja Grandmaster,

Ninja King,

Ninja Emperor,

Ninja Sovereign,

Ninja Ancestor,

Ninja Saint,

Ninja God.

Those who created these puppets were nothing short of genius.