Journey of a Drake Shinobi

It was one of these days, with Covid around and you can't do shit other than staying home and watch anime all day long. At least that's what Rogers thinks. Jackson Rogers, a tough 18 year old teenager, who lost both of his parents during an car accident when he was five, but since his parents were bosses of a huge company, they left him with large amounts of money. But losing both parents at this period of age caused him to have Social Anxiety, which resulted him with no friends, nor anyone to talk to. His last hope were his grandfather, who loved him really much after the deaths of his parents. Everything was fine until the old man passed away last year, this crushed Jackson's last will of hope.

He planned to commit suicide, but just a few days ago, he began watching Naruto and MLP, to his surprise, it actually caught his attention. So he decides to watch the entire series of Naruto and MLP first, then maybe death later. Turns out, he watched all of it; every single fucking episodes of Naruto and MLP... With movies and specials included. He found himself addicted and cannot be removed from the screen. The that's when everything happened.

.................Don't mind me...................

"And....... End of the episode!" Rogers yawned as the closing song of MLP season 9 finale came to life, he still couldn't believe it, he watched a 500 episode anime and a 222 episode cartoon in less than a week! Now that's an accomplishment for a life-time! Although he did planned on ending it later on... Later, on.

"Nah I could hang myself later, gotta read some fanfics first!" Rogers muttered to himself before grabbing his phone and logged onto Fimfiction, where he tapped opened his library, "TasteDaRainbow is still on hiatus... Bronycommander is doing great! Love his stories... Eddie_Whirlwind's are amazing as well... Huh, just when's the last time he updated 'Mirage'? Let's see..." Rogers reached into the fridge, searching for a can of Coco-Cola, "Hm?! I'm out already? Dang it!"

He cursed as he grabbed his wallet, put on his sandals, grabbed the keys and went out the doors. The sunlights were blinding him, he groaned as he pulled out a sunglasses from his pocket , then realized he couldn't read with sunglasses on.

"Whatever, fuck you sun." Unnoticed by the teenager, the sun flashed a bit brighter after he spat those words.

A several people passed by and eyed him as if he's cosplaying in the middle of the street, he got that a lot; ignoring those sights, Rogers focused on the screen, as he read off a fanfic called The Will of Fire.

"My god Spike's one lucky little bastard, got the fucking Mangekyo Sharingan from Marada!" he murmured to himself, which resulted in more suspicious eyeballs on him. Suddenly, a guy from behind started to scream, then the rest began to follow as well.

It all went by too quickly, all Rogers heard as tires screeching, a man yelling 'WATCH OUT!', and then a red Toyota ramming straight onto him, that send the young man flying at least a few feet across the air, then he was slammed down onto the road, breaking every bone in his body. Women and girls screamed, while men stood there frozen in shock, but none of them came to help, some even started to murmur and talking photos.

"That's what happens bruh, poor guy..."

"Mah god Imma outta here!"

"Dumbass..."

"See! This's why you don't stare at your phone While crossing street god damnnit..."

This is cruel, but none cared nor give a flying fuck about a teenager they don't know shit about, this is the darkest part of humanity... A mid-aged man around his 30s rushed over while calling the cops, the look of despair on his face, "Com' on kid! Stay with me! I called the cops!" At least there's some nice guys around... No more...

Rogers's vission is starting to fade away, getting blurrier every second, he couldn't feel pain, perhaps that crash broke his spinal cord, or perhaps... Rogers's eyes closed completely as his breathing stopped as well. Despite the look of horror on the man's face, none of them noticed a faint glow on Rogers's blood covered iPhone XE2.

--------------------------Don't mind me...-------------------------------

"So... I'm dead eh." Rogers said with a sad smile, then he snarled, "FUCK! I JUST STARTED READING THAT FANFIC!!!" After that car crash, Rogers found himself in this void space, with stars around him, at first he thought he was in heaven, but where the hell are the angels at? Where's god? Then pinched himself, he could still feel pain, which means he's mostly likely still alive....... Until he realized the fact that he got ran over by a fucking red-ass Toyota.

Suddenly, a new voice, old, wise, calm, came over from the distance, "Now, now kiddo, calm down."

"Who the fuck are you?!" Rogers called out to nobody, at least nobody until he saw a hooded figure stepped out of the void in front of him, looked like a man; tall, slender, and with a pair of glowing blue eyes, seeing the mysterious man about to speak, Rogers tarted first, "Hold on let me guess... Are you Hades? Satan? Some kind of god or whatever? Reaper?!"

The man froze for a few seconds, Rogers swore he saw beads of sweat coming down the man's forehead, "No, no, yes, and no."

"So you're the god of death?" Rogers asked, not fearing him due to the fact he wanted to die anyway, which surprised the man a bit.

"Uh... No, I'm Joemamo, the god of-"

"*Pfft!* Wait wait! Whoa! Pffft HAHAHAHAHAHA! LOL" the god was cut off by the sudden burst of laughter from Rogers, as the teenager rocked back-and-forth, tears streaming down his cheeks, rolling across the floor, "Yo--Yoru n-name I-is hehehe Joe-hahaha-joe-hehehaha! Oh god I- hehe can't fucking-- hahaha stop saying your name without-hehe- hahahaha! Why don't you say 'Mah name Jeff!' Pfft... Hehehehehahahaha!!!"

Black lines started to form on the god's head, he facepalmed, "No, my name is Joemath; I was chewing my gum you little shit." Then he slapped the teenager on the back of his head, "Listen there kiddo, you wanna go to Equestria or not?"

That shut him up immediately, "Wait going to where?!"

"Equestria."

"You're not kidding."

"A god cool as me never lies."

"Stop the narcissism already."

"Ahem, yes, anyway..." Joemath cleared his throat, "I'm the god of dimension, or aka caretaker. I basically just guards multi-universe and other dimensions. I was checking on Alternative Earth 999999 when I saw you git ran over by a Toyota; which is by the way your favorite car."

"Don't remind me."

"So I pulled yoru soul into my pocket space. Well, despite teh fact that you pointed the finger at me... You're the first human I had contact with on Earth 999999! So I'll b granting you wishes, but less than 20." Joemath said as he handed Rogers a pen and a notebook titled 'Joemath's personal Wish List'

"Don't even bother reading it!" the god said, suddenly teleporting next to Rogers with a cold gaze, sending shutter through the teen's spine, then the god returned that cheerful smile, "Write your wishes on page 999."

"Really? That meme is dead!"

"No you."

"Bruh!"

"No you!"

"Shut it!"

"No u!"

"..."

*FIVE MINUTES LATER*

Jackson Rogers's Wish List:

Destination: Equestria
Timeline: Somewhere around Season 8 and the finale (Sprouted wings!)
Power: Three-tomoes Sharingan, Mangekyo Sharingan (With blindness cancelled out), Rinnegan, Tenseigan, Rinne-Sharingan (Unlocked only when life is in danger or with full hatred), all Fire Type Jutsu, Rasengan, Shadow Paralyze Jutsu, Shadow Clone Jutsu (Like how Naruto does it), Female version of Kurama ;), Amaterasu, an unbreakable katana, infinite kunai, infinite chakra storage.

"So are you gonna take over Equestria or what?" Joemath asked, "Dude you nearly got every single OP stuff from Naruto."

"Just go on with it please." Rogers sighed, "Spike is my favorite character after all, plus I wanted to start a harem... To be able to protect them, I'm gonna need these."

"Fine, just don't mess this world up..." Joemath said, with a snap of his fingers, a beam of light flew into Rogers's head, "Have fun kid! I'll stay in touch with you just incase!"

Rogers's vision faded once again as he was sent to Equestria. Meanwhile, in the school of friendship, Spike the dragon was picking books from the huge bookshelf that's about 10 feet tall. Suddenly, the ladder cracked as it fell apart, Spike's claws ripped teh bookshelf's wood as the entire bookshelf collapsed on him.

"Spike?" Twilight suddenly came through the door of teh library, "Spike? What-" she saw the fallen bookshelf the the bleeding body of her drake, "Oh my Celestia! SPIKE!!!" her face turned to horror, immediately she pulled him out of the bookshelves and teleported to the Ponyville Hospital. Unnoticed by either of ponies, in old Spike's subconscious, Spike's soul flew away, because he was killed instantly when he hit his head against the hardest art of the shelf, allowing Rogers's soul to slip right in...