Naruto was currently wandering around in the Konoha sewer system. How did he get there, you ask? Well, it all started earlier that day. It was his birthday. The Sandaime had told him not to leave the house that day, even though there was a big celebration. Naruto could hear the sounds of the huge party from his apartment, and really wanted to go. 'besides' Naruto thought. 'its not like anything bad can happen with all those people around, right?' he couldn't have been more wrong. As soon as he was seen on the streets people gathered around him like fangirls to an Uchiha. They were hitting him, kicking him, hitting him with blunt objects, anything they could do to harm the six year old boy sitting in front of them. They punctuated each blow with a cry of “die demon scum” or just plain “DIE!” for a murderous mob, they weren't very eloquent. Naruto could handle this. He had learned that most injuries that he got healed on their own. The problem arose when shinobi showed up and decided to make a spectacle of it. Before he was even aware of what'd happened, he found himself chained to a large pole in the middle of the street. There were people all around him shouting for his death, and a man wearing a Konoha forehead protector standing in front of him, kunai in hand. The shinobi was giving some kind of speech about how he was going to be a hero for killing the demon, or something like that. He wasn't actually listening. He was pulling at the chains, trying to wiggle out of them and run. They weren't locked shut, or welded or something, just simply tied at the back. Naruto pulled from side to side with all of his strength, loosening the knot, until it was lax enough for his malnutritioned body to slip through. Naruto was six, not an idiot, though, so he didn't try to outrun a ninja, but there was a man hole pretty close to where he was, and he figured that he could slip in and hide until the Hokage found him. He'd hid from mobs in the sewer before, but they'd never actually go to the point of having ninja among them, not that he'd seen, anyway. But right now thinking wasn't very important, running and hiding was, so without any movement, he just fell out from his chains, and ran. The mob followed him, some even into the sewer, so he kept running, he knew this sewer better than most people in Konoha, so he managed to lose them. Here lies a new problem, he'd ran so much that he didn't even know what part of the sewer he was in now. So that was how he'd ended up there, he wandered until he found a door, which was strange for a sewer, so he entered. He found himself in an empty room with a large circle on the floor, filled with runes that he didn't recognize, yet, on some level, something within him understood. it seemed to call out to him. Without realizing it, he found himself walking into the center of the circle. A quiet, raspy voice within him told him what to do.

“clap your hands onto the circle and focus” the voice spoke. He decided to go with it, because, well, he was six and curious. He clapped his hands and thrust them onto the ground, and focused on the circle, seeing it in his mind's eye and drawing energy into it. This energy was both foreign and new, yet recognized like an old friend by Naruto. He focused this energy into the design, and it started to glow a green light. The light flashed so bright that he had to close his eyes for a moment, and when they opened, the room was longer by at least 30 meters, and wider by about 10. There were rows upon rows of bookshelves, all completely filled with books. It was if the walls had only been there to hide these. Sitting where the wall that was closest to him used to be was a thick book. Naruto felt compelled to open it, and silently thanked the Sandaime for teaching him how to read. What he read on the page astounded him.

If you are reading this you have the gift. The ability to use the ultimate science, the grand arcanum, renkinjutsu, Alchemy. The art of equivalent exchange. In this world the ability is rare, other than myself i have only been able to teach four others my abilities, not for lack of trying from others, it just seems that only certain people have the capacity to use it. Two of those students have died by the time of writing, so this means that you are descended from either them or myself. These two surviving students were Senju Hashirama, and Madara Uchiha. Together the three of us founded Konoha. Gathered here are my entire collected works. The formulas, theory, instructions, and other parts of the science that is alchemy. The basic books for when you begin, are at the left side of the room, as you work your way to the right, it will gradually get more complicated, going into more complex arrays, alchemical specialties, the stronger abilities that come with the science, until you reach the rightmost shelf, don't even touch that shelf until you have read, understand, and have practiced with every other thing in this room, because it contains the most powerful secrets of alchemy, the secrets of the gate itself, and the philosopher's stone. I leave you to your studies, and give you this warning, trust only those you have complete faith in with the knowledge that you know the lost science, because you could be persecuted for knowing too much.

Elric Edward.

p.s the remainder of this book contains my logs on how I ended up in this world. Read them later.