Black Zetsu was the creation and will of Ōtsutsuki Kaguya. Unlike her sons, Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo and Ōtsutsuki Hamura, it did not inherit her god-like power. If only it had such strength—things would have been different. Kaguya's resurrection wouldn't have taken centuries. It wouldn't have needed to manipulate generations of shinobi like puppets, bending even the arrogant Uchiha Madara to its will.
Now, the moment had finally arrived. The tailed beasts had been gathered. The plan was nearing completion. Everything was about to unfold.
Deep within the dense forests of the Land of Fire, a lone figure moved silently. Sasori of the Red Sand walked unhurriedly, controlling a complex network of chakra strings within his body. His cold, calculating gaze scanned the land ahead.
"The Land of Fire... Such a fertile country," he murmured. "It puts the Wind Country to shame."
The contrast was staggering—like comparing heaven to earth. Konoha was barely a hundred kilometers ahead. His mind, however, was preoccupied with something else.
Sunagakure had vanished.
As a missing-nin, what happened to the village should have meant nothing to him. And yet, he was drawn back, if only to confirm what he had heard.
He had expected some catastrophe, some ruins at least—but what he found shook him to the core.
Nothing.
Just an endless desert.
Not a trace of Sunagakure remained. Not a single broken building. Not even corpses. The entire village had been erased from existence.
For a long time, Sasori stood still, his cold, dead heart momentarily rattled.
"What happened here?"
The thought lingered, but he soon dismissed it. If the village was gone, so be it. No pursuers would come after him anymore. If anything, this was a blessing.
Turning away from the empty wasteland, he resumed his journey.
His destination: Konoha.
His target: Hatake Sakumo, the White Fang.
Meanwhile, deeper within the Land of Fire, a different team was on a routine mission.
Kurama, their leader, stood ahead. Behind him, three young shinobi followed: Uchiha Obito, Nohara Rin, and Hatake Kakashi.
It was a dull task—until Kurama felt something approaching Konoha.
A powerful chakra. One he hadn't sensed in a long time.
"Stay here," he ordered, vanishing instantly with a flicker.
Obito gaped. "Damn! Sensei's Shunshin no Jutsu is so cool!"
Rin clasped her hands together, eyes filled with admiration. "Amazing!"
Obito felt a pang of irritation. "Tch! It's just the Body Flicker Technique. I can do that too!"
He attempted his own version—only to reappear a few feet away, out of breath.
Kakashi sighed. "Obito, that wasn't the Body Flicker. That was just running."
Obito clenched his fists. "Shut up!"
Kakashi smirked, always amused by Obito's antics. Then, in a more serious tone, he said, "Don't get your hopes up. You'll never surpass Sensei. None of us will."
Obito frowned. "You can't be serious."
Kakashi crossed his arms. "I don't joke about things like this. Not you, not me—not a single shinobi in Konoha can surpass Kurama-sensei."
Obito and Rin exchanged glances. It was rare for Kakashi to praise anyone.
"Gulp."
Obito swallowed. "Kakashi, you're messing with me."
Kakashi gave him a bored look. "Would I waste my time messing with an idiot?"
"You little—!" Obito lunged, but Kakashi dodged effortlessly.
"Come back when you unlock your Sharingan, Uchiha baby."
Rin, meanwhile, looked thoughtful. "Sensei is really that strong?"
Kakashi nodded. "Stronger than we can even comprehend."
Rin's eyes sparkled with admiration. "He's so mysterious..."
Kakashi recalled the moment that solidified his belief. The moment Kurama did the impossible.
The day he brought Hatake Sakumo back from the dead.
No ninjutsu, no medical technique could achieve such a feat. It wasn't just life-saving. It was resurrection.
And Kakashi had seen it with his own eyes.
To him, Kurama was more than a shinobi. He was godlike.
And Obito thought he could surpass him?
Ridiculous.
Suddenly, a loud voice broke through the air.
"Kakashi! Show me your flames of youth!"
A green blur shot toward them. Might Guy had arrived, his usual energy at full force.
Kakashi sighed. "Not this idiot again."
"Kakashi, let's fight!" Guy declared, pointing a dramatic finger.
Kakashi groaned. "Why am I surrounded by these people?"
Guy's father, Might Dai, also appeared, placing a firm hand on his son's shoulder.
"Guy, be respectful when challenging others!" Dai scolded, before launching a punch directly at his son's head.
Guy flew back several meters, landing flat on his back.
Obito took a cautious step away. "What the hell is wrong with these guys?"
Guy sprang back up, unfazed. "Father, youth is all about challenges!"
Dai nodded sagely. "Indeed! Youth is meant to be displayed!"
The two burst into synchronized tears, embracing dramatically. The scene felt like watching two oversized children throwing a tantrum in the middle of a battlefield.
The others watched in mild horror.
Obito whispered to Kakashi. "Are they... always like this?"
Kakashi nodded. "Worse."
Obito took another step back.
Dai suddenly turned to Kakashi. "Where is Kurama-sama?"
Kakashi shrugged. "He said he had something to do and left."
"I see." Dai gave a thumbs-up. "Then we shall carry on the spirit of youth until he returns!"
He flashed a dazzling grin, his teeth gleaming in the sunlight.
Meanwhile, miles away, Kurama stood atop a tree, his gaze fixed on the horizon. He had felt it. A presence unlike any other.
Someone was coming.
And the world was about to change forever.
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