Ravena Wood's needle hummed like a trapped wasp as she leaned over her client's shoulder, her hands steady despite the pounding bass from the studio speakers. The air smelled of antiseptic and bergamot oil, her signature blend to keep clients calm. Not that this one needed it—a burly biker named Dex, who'd barely flinched as she inked a snarling wolf into his flesh. "Almost done," she said, her voice low and focused. "Just the eyes left."
"Make 'em mean," Dex grunted.
Ravena smirked. "Mean's my specialty."
Her studio, Iron & Ivy, was a haven of exposed brick and thrifted velvet chairs, cluttered with sketchbooks and ink bottles labeled in her messy scrawl. Tattoos weren't just her job—they were armor. Her own arms were a tapestry of thorns and starlings, a story of survival she never explained to clients.
A giggle cut through the music.
Ravena glanced up. A toddler, no older than three, wobbled into the room clutching a stuffed rabbit, her curls bouncing. Behind her, Dex's wife, Marla, paled. "Sophie! I told you to wait in the car!"
"She's fine," Ravena lied, forcing a smile. Kids made her uneasy. Too loud, too fragile. Too much like the sister she'd failed to protect years ago.
"She's fine," Ravena didn't mine it much as all she cared for is the artwork she made and money that comes along with it
She went back to her work, but the scent hit her first—acrid, chemical. Smoke.
The frayed studio wiring, hidden behind a vintage Rolling Stones poster, sparked. Flames licked up the wall, devouring the drywall and velvet curtains. Dex bolted upright, knocking over an ink tray. "Fire! Shit—Marla, grab Sophie!"
Chaos erupted. Ravena's assistant, Jax, lunged for the extinguisher, but the flames surged, feeding on alcohol wipes and paper towels. Sophie screamed, frozen in the center of the room as smoke choked the air.
"Damn it kid it's not a time to be frozen like this"
Ravena didn't think. She tore off her leather jacket, the one with the moth-eaten patches, and sprinted through the heat. Embers singed her arms as she wrapped Sophie in the jacket and shoved her into Marla's arms. "Go! Now!"
The ceiling groaned. A beam crashed down, trapping Dex's leg. He roared, clawing at the debris. Ravena grabbed a metal stool, jamming it under the beam. "Jax—help me!"
But Jax was gone. The fire roared louder, hungry and alive.
"Get out!" Dex snarled, shoving her back. "I'm stuck—just go!"
Ravena's lungs burned. She stumbled toward the exit, but Sophie's stuffed rabbit lay abandoned in the ashes. The child's wail echoed from outside. "Bunny!"
Idiot. Sentimental idiot. She Tried to stop the kid
The shop exploded in heat.
The Void
Cold.
Ravena blinked; her body weightless. No smoke, no sound—just an endless void the color of a bruise. Her hands were clean, unscorched, but her arms there was no tattoo it was a clean skin her body was devoid of tattoo
"Dramatic exit, wasn't it?"
A man materialized before her, lounging on a throne of Starts His form Shifted from a mist appearance to a sharp-cheeked youth with neon hair, the next an ancient figure robed in constellations. A quill twirled in his hand, dripping stardust.
"Who the hell are you?" Ravena rasped.
"Anzo. God of Reincarnation, Muse of Madmen, Patron of—well, you get the idea." He floated closer, eyes gleaming like shattered glass. "And you, Ravena Wood, are fascinating. Not abandoning people even though you knew that you would die"
She bristled. "Where's Dex? The kid?"
"Alive, thanks to you. But you… you're a crisp." Anzo smirked. "Lucky for you, I collect broken things."
"Collect?"
He snapped his fingers. The void rippled, revealing countless memories one after another about sacrifice, betrayal, love, chaos, etc. and went on and on
"And I decided to collect your Soul"
"So, you are like a grim reappear of death?"
"No! I am God of Reincarnation Don't compare me with that Scum" Anzo Said with an angry tone
As soon as Anzo said a Voice came from behind
"You are still angry at him the reason you lost to him was due to your personality" a mysterious voice said that from behind
"Who are you?"
"You can call me Order, just like how he is the god of reincarnation I am the god of order"
"I didn't lose to him!!" Anzo Said with an angry tone again
"No, you did Life chose god of death over reincarnation so yeah you lost to him?" Order
"No, we are on just different phase in our relationship" Anzo
hearing Raveena started feeling pity towards Anzo and started piecing together what kind of situation she is in and what is happening and asked
"What is going to happen to me?" Raveena asked
"OfCourse your going to be the part of my collection" Anzo said
"Not goanna happen on my watch" Order
"What? Why? It's not like anything going to change if I just take out one random soul form the reincarnation"
"Everything must follow rules and order if you don't follow it, then all I can do is destroy your collection"
"What did you say, you son of bi--"
"Language!" Order said this with cold eyes while stepping over the unconscious body of Anzo
"*Sigh* Raveena is your name, right?"
"Yes! Mam!" Raveena said with a strait voice she scared to hell by her, and she knew this person is not someone to mess with
"Since the gate of Oblivion is closed, we cannot erase your memory so you will have to be reincarnated with your memories intact Since you won't be getting the blessing of oblivion you will receive the blessing of Order"
"What is the Blessing of Oblivion?"
"It's something that allow you to forget your past life"
"What is the Blessing of Order?"
"A compensation given to you by me for the mistake of this bastard" Order said this while looking at reincarnation
"Okay then may you have a happy next life"
'What is this am starting my new life inside of my mother's womb??'
'It's painful it's extremely painful I never knew being born is such a painful thing damn it!!!'
'Is that blond person is my father and room is made up of stone where the hell is this place'
'My mother has a very strange tattoo on her womb in her previous life her mother was against of the things like tattoo, so this life is going to be different'
Then suddenly a masked person picked her up and took her hostage
'What the hell is happening? Am I going to die as soon as I was born? and why is he calling my mom a Jinchuriki; Wait I have heard that somewhere? Don't tell me'
As more time went on more and more sure she became her name was Naruko she was born an in alternate timeline where Naruto was female, and she knew that today her parents are going to die, and she is going to become the 'Child of destiny' and there is nothing she can do that is going to prevent this from happening
She saw all the event's that transpire during events and passed out when she saw Kurama trying to kill her and her parents try to protect them it is way too much scary and hearth breaking in real-life when you compare it with anime or manga it was way too much for her both emotionally and physically