Kaguya had betrayed the Ōtsutsuki clan.
How could such a traitor be allowed to walk free?
Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki and Ōtsutsuki Kinshiki were dispatched first.
Their destination: the blue planet.
In the vast reaches of the cosmos, Momoshiki and Kinshiki stood together, staring into the endless void where the planet hovered like a lone jewel.
Momoshiki clicked his tongue. "Tsk tsk, no wonder Kaguya rooted herself here. Such a stable planet... so ripe."
Kinshiki, the ever-loyal attendant, furrowed his brow. "Lord Momoshiki, we can no longer establish contact with Isshiki... could Kaguya have eliminated him?"
Momoshiki scoffed with disdain. "Judging by the last transmission we received, he was already weakened—forced into a Karma state. His human vessel couldn't even handle the full power. In that condition, he was beneath Kaguya. Naturally, he would perish."
He glanced toward the blue planet once again.
"Come, let us descend and remind these lowly creatures of their place."
"As you wish, Lord Momoshiki."
To the Ōtsutsuki clan, all other beings were insignificant. They were divine. All else, disposable.
Back on Earth, Kurama had already crushed the Kara organization. He gave Orochimaru strict orders: research must not halt.
"The Ōtsutsuki will return. Be ready."
Orochimaru, licking his lips habitually, grinned with glee. The thought of dissecting an Ōtsutsuki made his snake-like eyes gleam.
"Their biology will reveal secrets that could evolve all shinobi... after all, all chakra in this world originated from them. Hashirama's DNA alone revolutionized medical and combat jutsu... and he was a mere descendant of Asura, son of the Sage of Six Paths."
He hissed with amusement. "How deliciously fascinating."
Meanwhile, in the Land of Lightning—Cloud Village.
After handling Kara, Kurama stopped by the Hidden Cloud.
The Third Raikage and his advisors were naturally thrilled. Kurama's arrival meant only one thing: another threat had been eliminated.
Still, as leaders, they needed confirmation.
"Lord Kurama, what of the Kara organization?"
Kurama casually waved his hand. "Gone. And Isshiki with them."
Relief swept over the Raikage and his men.
That alien invader had been more terrifying than even Madara Uchiha.
With Kara gone, there was only one power that stood above the rest: Kurama.
Even so, Kurama showed no interest in conquest. He was more... amused by life than consumed by ambition.
Still, Kurama's presence wasn't without caution.
"Raikage," he said, "Kara may be gone, but others from the Ōtsutsuki clan are coming. Not all of them are like Kaguya. Some are worse."
The room stiffened.
"Others? How many more?!"
Kurama's tone was serious now.
"The Ōtsutsuki travel from planet to planet, planting Ten Tails to grow the Divine Tree. Once it bears fruit, they harvest it... and the planet dies."
Tutai, Bee, even the proud Third Raikage were stunned.
Aliens?
Kurama nodded.
"Yes. Aliens. The true origin of chakra. These gods believe they own this world. We need to show them otherwise."
With Kurama's guidance, the Hidden Cloud completed their Chakra Cannon—a massive scientific breakthrough for shinobi warfare.
It was time to return to Konoha.
A simple flicker of Flying Thunder God, and Kurama vanished.
Inside the Hokage's office, Tsunade, Kushina, and Mikoto were lounging around.
"Where the hell did that pervert go this time?" Tsunade groaned, arms crossed under her ample chest.
Kushina smirked. "Sister Tsunade, wherever Lord Kurama wanders... he always comes back."
Mikoto nodded with a soft smile. "Yeah, and besides, who else could handle him but us?"
Tsunade huffed, but her cheeks turned pink.
"You're both too soft on him. That man's got a damn harem and still thinks he's single."
Meanwhile, on the streets of Konoha, Kurama wandered in his usual carefree way.
And then he spotted someone.
"Oi, Fugaku!"
The Uchiha clan head turned, surprised but pleased. "Lord Kurama."
Fugaku bowed respectfully. He had witnessed Kurama defeat Madara and Hashirama simultaneously. His respect was absolute.
Beside Fugaku stood a boy with piercing black eyes.
Kurama raised a brow. "Who's the kid?"
Fugaku straightened. "My son. Uchiha Itachi. Surely you remember."
Kurama looked the boy over. He was quiet, observant.
"He's grown. Who's his mother?"
Fugaku looked sheepish. "A member of the clan. You know how it is... breeding duty. But my heart belongs to Minato."
Kurama smirked. That explained a lot.
Minato was now his. Mikoto, too.
Fugaku had done what he had to for the sake of the Uchiha.
"Master Kurama," Fugaku continued, "I plan to have another son. I want to name him Sasuke. I've already received approval from the Third Hokage."
Kurama chuckled. "Sasuke, huh? That's the name of the old man's father. Smart choice."
Indeed, a strategic naming move.
But the peace wouldn't last long.
Far away, in a distant galaxy—
Three figures hovered in space: Momoshiki, Kinshiki, and Urashiki.
Urashiki yawned. "So, we're really going to that backwater planet?"
Momoshiki turned, eyes cold. "Kaguya is a traitor. She devoured the chakra fruit alone and went rogue. She must be punished."
"Besides," Kinshiki added, "Isshiki confirmed the planet's suitability before he vanished. There's a Divine Tree ready to be birthed."
Momoshiki smirked. "The fruit Kaguya consumed must be replaced. And the energy there has grown since her betrayal. We'll claim what's ours."
Urashiki licked his lips. "Fine. Let's get to it. Maybe I'll get a few samples for myself."
Back on Earth, Kurama gazed up at the sky from Hokage Mountain, his expression darkening.
He could feel it.
The gods were coming.
And this time, Earth would bite back.
With White Zetsu armies upgraded by Orochimaru, the Chakra Cannons built in the Cloud, and Kaguya now at Kurama's side—absorbing the Ten Tails for herself—they were ready.
Ready to take the fight to the so-called gods.
This time, the universe would tremble before the shinobi.
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