"I already know that. The Sage of Six Paths has some connection to both the Uchiha and Senju clans."
Takuya clenched his right fist and smacked it against his left palm, as if coming to some grand realization.
"…And then?"
Did he think the Sage of Six Paths was some big deal?
At the end of the day, he was still a dead man.
Talking to this brat is exhausting.
The Sage of Six Paths let out a long sigh and tapped his staff against the ground. His tone carried a hint of regret.
"Because the reincarnations of Asura and Indra have brought countless troubles to the ninja world, I must apologize."
"This all begins with my mother…"
It seemed the old man was worried that Takuya would interrupt again. Or worse, throw out another ridiculous comment that would make him choke in frustration.
So, without giving him a chance to speak, he launched into a lengthy, uninterrupted explanation.
Even as a dark shadow loomed over Takuya's forehead, the Sage of Six Paths showed no intention of stopping.
He rambled on and on—so much that if Takuya hadn't been on the verge of falling asleep, the old man might have kept going indefinitely.
By the time the story finally ended, Takuya scratched his head, his annoyance now genuine.
Before, he had just been playing along.
Now?
Now, he was actually irritated.
He hadn't expected the Sage of Six Paths to talk this much—completely ignoring his reactions, just droning on and on.
So, after digesting the entire convoluted history of the Ōtsutsuki family's dysfunctional drama, Takuya came to a simple conclusion:
"So, in the end…"
He pointed at the Sage of Six Paths and dropped the blame directly onto his lap.
"This is all your fault. You and your wonderful family."
He slammed his fist against the ground.
"I knew there had to be a reason why the Uchiha and Senju have been fighting for generations—turns out, it was your son's doing all along."
"And if you're the Sage of Six Paths, why didn't you stop it?"
"You let Indra reincarnate? Fine. But then you also let Asura reincarnate? What the hell was that supposed to accomplish?!"
The Sage of Six Paths froze.
Was this brat serious?
Had he really sat through his entire story just to twist it around and pin the blame on him?
Had he even grasped the actual point?
"I need you to stop Indra's reincarnation—Uchiha Madara. You must prevent him from activating the Infinite Tsukuyomi."
"If he succeeds, my mother will be freed, and the entire world will face an unimaginable disaster."
"No thanks. I refuse."
Takuya rejected him instantly.
"Your family drama has nothing to do with me. Find someone else."
What?
Just because the old man had given him a long-winded history lesson, he was supposed to go save the world?
How arrogant could you be?
If he wasn't going to offer anything useful, then why would Takuya even consider helping?
Not that it would have changed anything.
Takuya had no interest in the so-called "gifts" of the Sage of Six Paths.
He didn't trust him.
Not even for a second.
Anyone as ancient as him definitely had contingencies in place.
Takuya wasn't about to accept a "power boost" just to find himself controlled like a puppet later.
The world didn't hand out free meals.
Even Madara and Black Zetsu had made sure to keep backup plans.
Why would the Sage of Six Paths be any different?
Anyone who blindly accepted his power was asking to be manipulated.
Takuya wasn't that stupid.
Even if the old man handed him power on a silver platter, he wouldn't touch it.
There was no way he was walking into a trap that obvious.
You expect me to fight your battles for you?
Why don't you take care of it yourself?
Go fight your mother—I'd love to see how that plays out.
Rejecting him without hesitation, Takuya left.
"…."
The Sage of Six Paths stood there in stunned silence.
His plan had run into a slight problem.
The person most suited to receiving his power—
The one he had chosen to stop the Infinite Tsukuyomi—
Didn't trust him in the slightest.
Worse…
Takuya had flat-out blamed him for everything.
Meanwhile…
Takuya jolted awake in the real world.
Exhaling deeply, he muttered to himself.
"So, you thought you could use me as your pawn?"
"Are you out of your mind?"
Your family created this mess. You clean it up.
But wait…
Something felt off.
If Madara hadn't succeeded in initiating Infinite Tsukuyomi yet, then the Sage of Six Paths shouldn't have reached out to him.
Which meant…
Uchiha Madara had already been resurrected.
Far from the ruins of the Hidden Cloud Village, in a secluded location—
A body collapsed to the ground.
Uchiha Obito's life had finally reached its bitter end.
His final act: activating the Rinne Tensei no Jutsu—the Samsara of Heavenly Life Technique.
The jutsu was completed.
His soul faded, leaving behind only a pair of Mangekyō Sharingan.
Black Zetsu wasted no time.
As soon as they had left the Hidden Cloud Village, he had manipulated Obito into reviving Uchiha Madara.
Obito's turbulent, tragic life had ended.
As expected, using Rinne Tensei cost him everything.
Unlike the nonsensical survival scenarios in the original timeline, reality was far less forgiving.
"Hahahaha…."
Laughter filled the air.
True, unrestrained laughter.
For the first time, Madara breathed in the air of the living.
He wasn't bound by Edo Tensei anymore.
This was his true, fully restored body.
Strong.
Vital.
Alive.
Uchiha Madara had returned.
The real battle was about to begin.
Black Zetsu spoke.
"Lord Madara, though you have been revived, you are still missing your other Rinnegan. That boy from Konoha—Yagami Takuya—also possesses the Rinnegan."
"If he attempts to control the Gedo Mazo…"
Black Zetsu was genuinely worried.
As long as someone had the Rinnegan, they could summon the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path.
If Takuya tried to interfere, things could get complicated.
The only reason he hadn't done so yet was unknown.
But now that Madara had returned to life…
The possibility of conflict was very real.
"Don't concern yourself, Black Zetsu."
Madara smirked.
"I've already found it."
Did they think hiding it would make a difference?
What belonged to Uchiha Madara would always return to him.
Now, he just needed to reclaim his eye.
And deal with the Eight-Tails Jinchūriki.
As for the Nine-Tails…
That was more of a headache.
No matter where Takuya went, he always had Kushina by his side.
It was a blatant challenge—
A clear statement that he wasn't giving Madara a single chance.
Luring Takuya away was almost impossible.
Madara clicked his tongue in irritation.
Fine.
If necessary, he would use the substitute method.
Once he became the Ten-Tails' Jinchūriki, it wouldn't matter anymore.
Takuya wouldn't be able to stop him.
"Let's go. We'll reclaim my eye first."
The Hidden Cloud had hidden Turtle Island, thinking it was undetectable.
A place that moved constantly, impossible for outsiders to locate.
But they had underestimated Madara.
With the right tracking method, even the most well-hidden places could be found.
Meanwhile, back at the Hidden Cloud—
The Five Kage were at each other's throats.
Ōnoki and the Third Raikage were at it again.
"You've kept Turtle Island hidden from everyone—even your own people!" Ōnoki shouted.
"If Madara finds it, we won't even know about it!!"
They had already lost their Tailed Beasts.
Now their entire strategy had collapsed.
The argument had become an all-out war of words.
Even Tobirama couldn't defuse it.
No matter how many times he calmed them down, the fighting always restarted.
"Still arguing?"
Takuya smirked as Tsunade stormed in, looking pissed.
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DO NOT FORGET POWER STONE AND CHATTING