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"Sensei... show them," said Zetsu , looking at Jibrael, his teacher.
Jibrael nodded slightly, then glanced at his kind of his son Zetsu , and his student.
Without saying much, Jibrael raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The ground beneath Zetsustarted to glow and rise up—slowly forming into a throne.
Zetsu began to tremble, but he wasn't scared—he was honored. That throne… it was for him.
Then, Jibrael sat down on a grand throne at the top. The energy around him felt divine, calm but impossible to ignore.
Kaguya smiled gently and sat beside him, near his throne.
Zetsu smiled too. He looked to Jibrael's right—and there, another Two throne appeared.
one took by Gammaru.
Jibrael turned his gaze to Indra. Indra understood the signal right away and stepped forward with confidence. Before taking his seat, he picked up the children of Kagami and Igami. He held them carefully.
"These kids don't belong with traitors," he muttered. "They deserve better."
Then, Indra sat on the throne without hesitation. The pressure over the humans instantly vanished—like a storm that had passed.
Suddenly, Jibrael spoke, "Let the truth be shown."
A massive screen appeared in the sky, glowing bright. It was so big that all 300 of Hagoromo's followers—those who believed in the 'Sage of Six Paths'—could see it clearly.
But the pressure still lingered around Hagoromo and Ashura. Their bodies felt heavy.
The humans could finally breathe, but their faces were tense. Especially Kanna Ōtsutsuki—Ashura's wife.
She was supposed to be the girl Ashura 'saved' from a sick village. A story everyone believed. But now... she wasn't so sure.
"If what they're saying is true…" she thought, glancing at Ashura with doubt in her eyes.
Was everything Ashura did just a lie? Was his 'hero story' just a trick?
She clenched her hands, confused and anxious, watching the sky screen light up.
The screen lit up, glowing bright in the sky.
It showed Hagoromo standing outside the Ōtsutsuki compound, watching people bring gifts and offerings to Kaguya. They were worshipping her like a goddess. Kaguya, in return, healed some of them—people with diseases no one else could cure.
The followers of the Sage of Six Paths stared in silence. They watched as Hagoromo clenched his teeth while seeing humans bowing to Kaguya. Beside him stood Hamura, confused, watching his older brother's reaction.
The scene shifted. Hagoromo and Hamura were now standing near the Divine Tree.
"Hamura," Hagoromo said, "you remember the story about how Mother killed humans long ago?"
"Yeah," Hamura replied. "They betrayed her and caused a war, right?"
"Exactly. But think about this… if she did that once, what's stopping her from doing it again?"
Hamura nodded slowly. "That's… possible."
"Look at those humans. They worship her like some all-powerful goddess," Hagoromo said with a serious face. "But what if she turns on them too? Just like before. What if she seals them away? Kills them again?"
Hamura looked worried now. "Yeah… you might be right."
"And don't forget," Hagoromo added, "our father betrayed her too. He wanted power. What if the same thing happens again?"
Then Hagoromo leaned in and whispered, "Also… don't you think we deserve to be worshipped too? Like her?"
Hamura looked surprised.
"I mean," Hagoromo continued, "people respect us… but when they look at Mother, they fall to their knees. Their whole body bows down. Don't you want that kind of power?"
Hamura said nothing. He just clenched his fist tightly.
"What do we do, brother?" Hamura asked.
"I have a plan," Hagoromo replied, smiling darkly.
The screen changed again.
Now, the followers saw how Hagoromo and Hamura began spreading rumors—telling people Kaguya was dangerous, that she could kill again. That she wasn't a goddess, but a tyrant.
People started believing the lies.
Fear grew. And Kaguya… she could feel it. With her eyes and her chakra, she sensed everything.
She felt the betrayal. She knew where it came from.
She called them—Hagoromo and Hamura—to talk. But it turned into a battle.
Everyone watching the screen now saw the truth.
They saw how Kaguya was winning… how she was defeating both her sons.
They saw how Hagoromo accidentally killed Hamura in the fight. That moment awakened the Sharingan… then the Rinnegan… and then a third eye, just like Kaguya's.
The scene shifted again. It showed them fighting the Ten-Tails. Then how they sealed Kaguya.
After that, Hagoromo's true plan began.
He split the Ten-Tails into 9 parts and sealed all the power into himself.
Then… he started gathering people.
The next memory showed Hagoromo and Hamura talking again—this time, much earlier.
"What now, brother?" Hamura asked.
"It's simple," Hagoromo said with a twisted smile. "I've discovered something."
"When humans start seeing someone stronger than them… they begin to worship them. They call them gods."
Hamura's eyes widened. "And… we're gaining power from it, right?"
"Exactly," Hagoromo nodded. "I call it… Fate Chakra. The more people see us as divine, the stronger we become."
Hamura smiled. "That's… genius."
The screen pause for a minute. But the impact remained.
Everyone watching—especially the humans—looked terrified. They started looking at Hagoromo and Ashura with doubt and fear.
"Was our whole life… just a setup?" they whispered.
"Were we just tools… to give them power?" Their faith started to crumble.
As the screen kept showing more scenes, everyone's attention stayed locked on it. But while most people didn't notice, Kaguya, Indra, Jibrail, and Gamamaru all caught something strange—Ashura had just recreated his arm.
Indra was about to act, but he saw Jibrail watching him and nodding calmly. He got the message—it was under control. In Indra's lap were the kids of his late friend, Kagami and Igami. He had plans to Revive them later after dealing With Ashura.
Ashura, on the other hand, looked a bit shaken. Watching everything, he finally realized just how much of a manipulator his father truly was. Now he understood where he got his own talent from. Like they say, "An apple doesn't fall far from the tree." And for Ashura, it was completely true.
While he was regenerating his arm—yeah, thanks to the power of the Sage of Six Paths that his father gave him—he also kept watching the screen. (In the canon world, Naruto also regrows eyes, so yeah, for Ashura, regenerating an arm is nothing.)
Then the screen showed more.
Now Hagoromo's so-called followers were starting to feel uneasy. They began to realize something—they'd been tricked. They were used. And as time passed, they saw more.
Hagoromo got married to a woman from the village named Arana. She gave birth to Indra and Ashura but died during Ashura's birth. Hagoromo did love her and even tried to bring her back to life, but not even with his powers could he do it. He failed. And when Indra saw his mother for the first time again, even Indra felt something—like longing. Ashura felt it too. Even though he had started falling into darkness, there was still a piece of good inside him.
Time kept passing on the screen.
Ashura, with his cheerful and easygoing personality, started attracting more people. But whenever he was ignored, he got upset. And when people paid attention to him, he felt happy. He started to love the attention.
Indra was different.
He was a genius. He could do anything on the first try. He's the one who invented ninjutsu. He understood how Ninshu Truly worked—how it could control people's minds and even their will. But Indra didn't like that. He saw it as a flaw. So, he created his own form of ninjutsu.
When he showed it to his father, Hagoromo didn't say anything… but people noticed. They saw his clenched fist.
The screen showed both Indra and Ashura growing up and becoming stronger. Then came a moment where Hagoromo and Hamura were sitting alone.
"Brother, what's wrong?" asked Hamura.
"I'm getting old," Hagoromo replied.
"What? Why not use the power of the beast?"
"I already tried. But it's not working. I'm still aging, Hamura. I even tried using sage energy—nature energy—but the world is rejecting me. I'm… not worthy," he said, clenching his fists.
People watching this were shocked.
Hamura asked, "So what now?"
That's when things got dark.
Hagoromo suddenly used his Six Paths technique and combined it with his Truth-Seeking Orbs. Using the power to extract souls, he attacked Hamura… and destroyed his soul completely.
Hamura looked at him in shock and betrayal.
"I'm sorry, Hamura. But if I absorb you, I might stay young forever," Hagoromo said coldly.
Everyone watching was stunned. Even Kaguya couldn't believe it. Even if Hamura betrayed her before, he was still her son. A mother's love doesn't have limits—not even for the worst child.
People watching reacted with horror. They had always been told Hamura-sama was living on the moon.
Even Ashura was stunned.
Indra, too, looked at his father—who now knelt, crushed by his own power and lies. Indra's eyes filled with disgust. If his father could betray his own brother… then what about him? He could be thrown away too.
As he thought that, he gently held the two children—Kagami and Igami—in his lap.