When I looked at the corpse again, I realized that it was birdbrains, I vomited on the spot. I originally did not register what the corpse was in my brain but now that I looked back it was horrible. The smell and sight of burnt flesh and a decaying corpse along with the wounds on my back was too much for me.

When I was vomiting, I saw that nearly my clothes were burnt. The original white t s.h.i.+rt with black jeans was now almost destroyed. You could see my fit stomach and blue striped boxers. Okay enough of those details.

I looked at my status.

Names: Mukai Hizas.h.i.+

t.i.tle:

Lvl: 16

Exp: 50.5/1000

Chakra Regeneration: 15 per sec

Dex: 23

Str: 22

Int: 23

Wis: 18

Una.s.signed Stat Points: 0

Skill points: 2

Cool I got a t.i.tle, wait why is it called the wrathful one. I thought as I wiped the leftover vomit off of my mouth but that was a bad choice as the smell hit my nose along with the sight of the corpse again made me vomit.

This time I vomited until there was nothing left in my stomach to vomit on. My legs were feeling weak. Probably because of the sight and smell of the corpse or because if that exhausting battle. I also needed to patch up the gaping wound. I don't even think I can answer my parents questions.

I was mentally and physically exhausted so I just walked slowly towards my home unaware of the danger I would face if actually went slowly as the chunin squads were coming closer. I took the shortest way back to home.

To pa.s.s the time and to take my mind off the corpse, I again looked at my status and pressed the t.i.tle I was given.

The Wrathful One: The mortal with uncontrollable rage towards the world and everything in it. With a desire for destruction, he will rampage across the world till he dies from his own boundless fury. Madness is his only true friend. ???. Permanent t.i.tle given by the system. The angrier you get the stronger you get til your anger reaches a limit.