Ninja World Live: The Ninja Rabbit I Found Was Actually Kaguya

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The moon gradually returned to its normal trajectory, and Uchiha Madara finally arrived.

"So this… is the moon?" Madara asked, still suspended midair by the power of the Rinnegan.

Black Zetsu, attached to his side, responded calmly, "Yes. It was like this when I came here before. But I didn't land. Shift slightly to the right. There lies the grave of the younger brother of the Sage of Six Paths."

"It proves that the younger brother of the Sage of Six Paths has resided here for thousands of years," Black Zetsu added.

"Hmph." Uchiha Madara gave a faint smile.

He was in a rather good mood.

Because…

He had originally planned to bide his time, having implanted the Rinnegan into Nagato, expecting him to mature and eventually use Rinne Tensei to revive him.

But what ended up happening?

He was revived ahead of schedule, regaining his youth — and the Rinnegan came to him anyway.

His resurrection plan had succeeded sooner than expected.

However…

That also brought new complications.

If resurrection could be completed this way, then what had he prepared Obito and Nagato for?

Tch.

As expected.

The only one worth trusting is yourself.

Madara's thoughts churned as he silently reevaluated everything. Black Zetsu remained unaware of his host's deep introspection — though, even if it had known, it wouldn't have mattered.

After all, in Madara's mind, Black Zetsu was born of his will, created from his ideals, and therefore naturally belonged to him.

So there was no problem at all.

Thus, one man and one shadow-like entity began their exploration of the moon. Thanks to Madara's restored Rinnegan, floating through the air was effortless.

And their speed was impressive.

"Tell me about the Ōtsutsuki Shiren clan on the moon," Madara instructed.

"Of course."

Black Zetsu was more than willing to manipulate Madara into ultimately attacking the moon, so it spared no effort in speaking.

Under its narration, Madara came to understand roughly 80% of the truth.

The other 20% was falsehood — because the moon was enshrouded in the power left behind by Ōtsutsuki Hamura, the younger brother of the Sage of Six Paths.

When Black Zetsu deceives, it never lies entirely — mixing truth with lies is the most effective strategy.

Especially against someone like Madara, perhaps 80% of what was said was false, wrapped in just enough truth to appear credible.

"…"

Madara gradually understood that Hamura's bloodline on the moon had been embroiled in constant strife, until only one pure-blooded Ōtsutsuki descendant remained.

"As I thought…" he murmured, "Where there are people, there is power. Where there is power, there is conflict."

"My idea — to cast Infinite Tsukuyomi and submerge the world in an eternal dream — is far more merciful than this endless cycle among Hamura's line."

Black Zetsu nodded silently, though with concealed disdain.

Because it understood Madara well.

Both Madara and Hashirama once yearned for peace. Hashirama believed that mutual understanding among clans could nurture peace in the hearts of ninjas. It required patience, cultivation, and delicate guidance.

Yet what became of it?

Hashirama failed.

Even the Sage of Six Paths — bearer of divine power — failed. His legacy led to a thousand years of war.

Following Hashirama's path, three great ninja wars broke out.

The very dream of village unity shattered. The hope that children would be spared from the battlefield proved futile — all were eventually dragged into war.

Madara had watched it all unfold.

And he understood how miserably Hashirama's vision was trampled.

Thus, Madara resolved: as long as Chakra existed, as long as ninjas thrived, war would be inevitable.

Then — recycle Chakra.

Ancient records say the Sage distributed Chakra to humanity, which gave birth to the shinobi world, and then — to endless war.

So what if everything went back to the beginning?

Remove Chakra from the world.

Weaken everyone.

Even if conflict arose, without power, it would amount to nothing.

Madara's method was to summon the Gedo Statue — the husk of the Ten Tails — to absorb all Chakra and then unleash Infinite Tsukuyomi.

An illusion of eternal bliss would descend on all.

A dream tailored for each person, ensuring universal satisfaction.

Was that not preferable?

The problem was…

Madara's vision was too simplistic. Too arrogant.

If all Chakra was removed, humans would still wage war — barehanded if they had to.

Where there are people, conflict follows.

And if everyone's Chakra was absorbed by the God Tree, they'd turn into White Zetsu.

So in the end, Madara's plan was flawed.

Even Black Zetsu — the manipulator of centuries — couldn't conclude what true peace actually meant.

Quietly, it led Madara toward the resting place of Ōtsutsuki Hamura.

"Among the remnants left by Shiren, the puppet techniques of the Ōtsutsuki clan can still be found," Black Zetsu explained.

"Not interested," Madara replied coolly. "I possess the Limbo: Border Jail. How could puppetry compare to that?"

"…Yes," Black Zetsu agreed.

Despite its disdain for other Ōtsutsuki descendants, even it had to admit the undeniable brilliance of shinobi evolution.

Thousands of years of growth had produced marvels.

The scientific development of Chakra techniques — geniuses like Senju Tobirama had truly transformed the art.

As for the dilution of Ōtsutsuki blood… that was unfortunate, but not without its wonders.

For instance, only pure-blooded Ōtsutsuki like Kaguya possessed certain abilities — such as her dimension-warping palace.

But within the so-called "diluted" bloodlines, such as the Uchiha clan, the Mangekyō Sharingan still manifested powers reflective of each user's essence.

So sometimes, Black Zetsu wondered…

Was the so-called dilution of Ōtsutsuki blood over generations really dilution?

Or was it — in some way — a return to origins?

"So the Hyuga clan in Konoha…" Uchiha Madara said. "Also with the white-eyed Hyuga clan on this moon…"

"Oh…" However, Black Zetsu's tone was cold. "The Hyuga clan is considered abandoned."

Madara nodded.

All right.

The advantage of the Hyuga clan is scorned, and Madara doesn't think their abilities are strong.

Because every Hyuga family member has the Byakugan.

Isn't this like Chinese cabbage that everyone has?

So what's so special?

But…

"The construction ability of the Ōtsutsuki Hamura clan on the moon is quite impressive."

Madara followed Black Zetsu to the castle of the Ōtsutsuki clan, where Ōtsutsuki Shiren had once brought him.

Probably because they had lost their masters, many Ōtsutsuki puppets appeared along the way, but all of them had collapsed without any sign of vitality.

"Yes, it can be regarded as a temporary stronghold," said Black Zetsu.

"It's much more comfortable than the secret base in the Land of Grass," Black Zetsu added.

The two arrived at the chamber where Shiren had once brought Black Zetsu to reveal the secret weapon—the giant Tenseigan.

"And this…"

"Is it the giant Tenseigan?"

Even Madara widened his eyes in astonishment when he saw such a massive Tenseigan.

The huge Tenseigan hovered like a spinning sphere, radiating dazzling and multicolored brilliance.

"According to Shiren's statement, it is a collection of the eyes of their clan throughout history.

All the Byakugan were gathered and fused to form this Tenseigan of tremendous power," Black Zetsu explained.

Madara raised his hand.

"It is recommended not to touch it yet," said Black Zetsu hastily. "First split the moon to obtain the power of the Sage of Six Paths' younger brother.

Shiren previously said that the Tenseigan can only be used by those from his branch house.

Although Shiren mentioned that, it is still unclear if there are any side effects."

"There is only one celestial spell left in Mount Myōboku," Black Zetsu continued.

"Does this mean if I take the Tenseigan at will, I might die?" Madara asked.

"It's not impossible," said Black Zetsu. "Because if this thing is really that powerful, why does Shiren only have one eye, instead of placing a second Tenseigan in the other socket?

The story Black Zetsu told Madara about Shiren was that because of his possession of the Tenseigan, he had to sacrifice one of his original eyes. It's not something Shiren would openly admit.

So it ended up with Shiren only having one Tenseigan.

But now Shiren is sealed, right beside the moon, so there's no need to worry about him anymore.

Madara nodded silently.

"I'm still in awe of the inheritance of power."

"Look at the power of the Sage of Six Paths' younger brother.

Having that power, it's not excessive to also claim the power of the Tenseigan!"

Uchiha Madara immediately led Black Zetsu outside the castle, then moved farther away.

This was to avoid damaging the castle when the moon was split.

Uchiha Madara stood on the moon's surface.

His hands began to form seals, and his Rinnegan eyes reverted to the blood-red Sharingan.

A large amount of blue chakra surged from his body in an instant.

Soon after, Susanoo emerged at a height of fifty meters.

Madara's Susanoo had multiple states, and even this fifty-meter form was enough to strike fear into average Kage-level ninjas.

This version of Susanoo had four arms, each hand gripping lightning-shaped blades.

Of course, this alone couldn't split the moon.

So…

"Wow—"

Madara's chakra surged again.

A tremendous amount of blue chakra enveloped the fifty-meter Susanoo, reinforcing its form until it grew stronger and more unstoppable.

Two hundred meters. No—two hundred and fifty meters.

The 200-meter crow Tengu Susanoo he once summoned now gained fifty meters in height.

It reached two hundred and fifty meters.

"Hahaha…"

"This is the power of my peak—the perfect form," Uchiha Madara declared. "Like a god.

Stronger than ever!"

"Hahaha…"

Madara seemed rather pleased with himself.

Black Zetsu, speechless, said, "Hurry up and split it already.

Sustaining this form consumes chakra quickly."

Black Zetsu was irritated. Even with a 250-meter Susanoo, Madara was still boasting—how incredible.

So, maybe it wasn't entirely Black Zetsu's fault for misleading Uchiha Madara.

"Fine!"

Uchiha Madara controlled the colossal raven Tengu Susanoo, drawing a weapon also forged of chakra.

"One sword to split the moon!

Only I, Uchiha Madara, am capable of this!" he shouted arrogantly.

Black Zetsu silently observed the process.

Nearby was the sphere containing the sealed Shiren, trapped by Kitahara Hitoshi using Planetary Devastation.

It was only a tenth the size of the moon.

But…

Black Zetsu didn't believe Kitahara Hitoshi's power was so limited.

Most likely, to avoid destroying the terrain, fewer boulders had been drawn to trap Shiren, which explained the smaller sphere.

Regardless of Shiren or Kitahara Hitoshi…

Now…

Now.

Now!

"Ha—!"

Uchiha Madara swung the giant Susanoo blade directly at the moon's surface.

No.

He didn't merely cleave the surface.

The blade continued downward.

"There's something there…" Madara sensed resistance.

"Cleave through it. That must be the seal of the Sage of Six Paths' younger brother!" Black Zetsu said.

That statement was misleading.

It was actually the seal of the two Sage brothers—a joint seal placed by Lady Kaguya herself.

It didn't matter anymore.

"Ha!"

Under the blow from Uchiha Madara's giant Susanoo, the seal was instantly shattered.

Boom—

The moon's surface split apart.

Black Zetsu's body immediately separated from Madara.

A White Zetsu body fell to the ground, ready to act.

Then…

Black Zetsu infiltrated the split in the moon.

It's here!

After a thousand years, it had finally undone the seal.

Who would have thought that physical destruction could undo it?

Truly… too long had passed!

Regardless of how it happened, the seal had been broken. Lady Kaguya, please don't abandon it now!

Black Zetsu controlled the White Zetsu body and dove straight into the moon.

The seals of the two brothers had been shattered like a joke.

Then…

Black Zetsu realized something.

The moon… was empty.

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