Dear Diary, I’m OverpoweredEntry #1 – Age 3 – “The First Weird Thing”Date: Unknown Day, Year 3 Since I Started Screaming

  Written in the script of his old world, messy and slightly smudged like a toddler trying to hold a pen with too much energy.

  Dear Diary,(That still sounds weird. Noelle, you win, okay? You told me I should’ve started this back then and I didn’t. But now I’m in a world where swords don’t fly out of books and nobody knows what the heck a grimoire is, so—guess this is my journal now. You happy?)

  Anyway. I think I died. I know I died. I remember that part.One second I was standing on top of the Wizard King’s tower, cape blowing, wind dramatic like always, muscles pumped, Noelle blushing as usual (probably mad I said something dumb), and then… BOOM.

  No light. No magic. Just quiet. Then… I opened my eyes and I was drooling on a pillow shaped like a fox.

  And here's the first weird thing: I’ve got chakra. Like, actual weird spirit energy stuff flowing in me. It’s not mana. It’s like mana's zy cousin. But the crazy part? I’ve got so much of it, I keep setting the curtains on fire when I sneeze.

  Also, no anti-magic. That’s new. Kinda miss the sword. That big ol’ Demon-Syer chunk of steel. But hey, I’ve got this chakra thing now, and it tingles in my belly when I concentrate. I’ve accidentally made a bowl float. Not joking. A bowl.

  Oh, and everyone talks about “shinobi.” Ninja stuff. Apparently, I was born into a quiet part of some family called the Senju. Sounds important. They live way off from the big vilge, hidden in forests and rivers, like a chill retirement home for people who used to punch gods in the face. They’ve got crazy stories I don’t fully get yet.

  I’m three now. Been here for three years in this toddler body, and I already know two things for sure:

  I’ve got insane chakra.

  I’m built different. Again.

  It’s like the world just handed me the starting line and said, “Go ahead. Break it.”

  Also—I haven’t seen a single grimoire. Not even a bookstore. These people throw knives and puff away in smoke. I tried it once and facepnted into a tree. Still working on it.

  I’m calling today “Year 3 – Day 14” until someone teaches me their calendar system. Whatever.

  Guess that’s enough for today. My mom’s calling for dinner and I think my baby cousin just tried to summon a toad by accident.

  End of EntryAsta left a smudged drawing of what he thinks chakra looks like: a giant spiral with a lightning bolt through it and muscles.