What is the operation of the moon splitting? I am about to split.

Unlike the original work, due to the circulation of the "Moon Eyes" project, the Moon has never appeared in the form of a Sharingan.

What is it?

"Sure enough, although the seal just now was not completed, but after so many years, the seal on my father has loosened." Ashura's hands should have tightened unconsciously with his emotions.

But he grabbed my thigh!

Could you please be a little more honest with your hands?

Juejuezi.

When I travel through different worlds, I am always the one taking advantage of others. When have I ever been taken advantage of?

If this were a comic, there would be a big “井” character on my head.

After feeling it for a while, I realized that my body shouldn't be weak - it should be too strong.

The power that is incompatible with my body is like an invading virus. My body is the white blood cells that are fighting a desperate battle with it. Once this idea came into my mind, I inexplicably felt the sound of "bacteria" playing crazily in my head.

After recovering for a few seconds, I forced myself to take a deep breath. I grabbed Asura's shoulder with one hand and pushed hard. My body drew a circle in the air and finally fell to the ground.

My legs were a little weak when I suddenly touched the ground - but I was prepared and my hands were still on Ashura's shoulders.

"Click"

Um?

What sound?

Why does it feel like it's coming from me?

"Brother!"

I looked down along Ashura's line of sight.

Fuck fuck fuck!

Why am I cracked?!

It’s not an adjective, it means literally, cracked!

The "crack" sound just now came from my body, or to be exact, from my legs.

Is my body so fragile? !

Starting with this crack, my body began to burst open from bottom to top like a mirror.

The last one was on the side of my face, and this time it not only cracked, but also broke into several small pieces.

I really seem to have become a glass man.

But instead of falling to the ground, the fragments hovered beside me.

I subconsciously covered the wound on my face with my hand. The moment my palm touched the wound, I suddenly felt a warmth.

Along with this warmth, a light bulb went off in my head.

I didn't go back because there was a force that nailed me to this world in my soul information - but at the same time, my connection with this world disappeared, and my body had already started to be transmitted back.

This contradiction has led to my current situation.

Simply put, the will of the world is fighting against the will of the author. Do you understand what I mean?

The latter is definitely more powerful!

But I was the one who suffered in the process of the struggle. I felt like I was watching myself being torn apart. I went from “zero” to “Rain Order”.

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So the question is, what force is pinning me down?

Is it because the "Power of the Six Paths" and "Power of Yin and Yang" in my body that do not belong to my beauty contact lens power and therefore have not dissipated and are now getting a little hot?

No, this is not what will keep me here.

Look at my body, it can't bear this kind of power at all...

What can keep me here must be related to my previous personality. Keeping my personality - keeping my "missing"...

No way, is it Indra’s own “missing”?

Therefore, Indra really has a certain obsession, and only when this obsession is fulfilled, the task of "missing" will be completed and he will truly leave.

WTF? !

What the hell? I don’t really miss you. I don’t even know what Indra is really obsessed with.

Isn't it to kill Hei Zetsu?

Haven't I already finished it?

Could it be related to Kaguya?

It's impossible. Indra doesn't even know the existence of Kaguya Ōtsutsuki, so how could he regard him as his obsession?

Seeing my condition, Ashura reached out and grabbed my arm, and then - my arm broke.

Silence is the battlefield tonight.

...Please, give me a chance to live.

Otherwise just kill me quickly and let everything be over!

My situation was almost the same as the moon's. If I looked up, I could see that the moon in the sky had cracked into a huge gap that spanned the entire moon, and there were countless tiny cracks.

The seal is probably no longer able to contain Kaguya inside?

I looked at the withered sacred vine behind me, and the Ten-Tails, whose life or death was unknown—

I see. This is the so-called force majeure of comics.

After all, I am the one who has stolen all the limelight, so after me, I should give the protagonists a chance to show off.

But they are no longer dead, how are Sasuke and Naruto going to fight?

Were you beaten?

"What the hell is going on? Did Black Zetsu do something to Brother?" This was the first time that Ashura's voice changed in such a negative way.

I guess he might be a little angry, the kind that is really pissed off.

I shook my head. "It's not him. It's... my health."

"The body cannot suppress the power within it." Naruto suddenly spoke up. He actually had a lot of experience with this feeling.

I was about to say something when there was a loud noise behind me.

I turned my head and saw that the Ten-Tails had also split apart.

What is this Rift Army?

However, the speed at which the Ten-Tails split apart was much faster than that of the Moon and me - with a "bang", a transparent bead fell out of the Ten-Tails' body.

The bead is half a person's height and is covered with cracks.

It looks familiar to me. Very familiar.

Isn’t this the same bead that the Six Paths Sage had before?

I haven't seen you for a few days. Are you so depressed?

Well, I think it was me who took away its "Six Paths Power", then its "Yin Yang Power", and finally merged the Ten Tails...

Phew, the Sage of Six Paths wouldn't be sitting up in shock while dying of illness, right?

Should I call daddy later?

Anyway, this is not the first time in the dormitory. In order to get my roommates to bring me meals, I have acted like a son several times.

Just as I was daydreaming, the bead that fell from the Ten-Tails, which was already full of cracks, completely shattered.

The pulverized white ash rose up like smoke, and the similarly shattered moonlight passed through the smoke, creating a Tyndall effect, and finally projected onto me.

There is actually a warm feeling.

"It's father." Ashura's voice was a little surprised, and it was obvious that he realized the owner of this chakra at the first time, but I didn't expect his next sentence, "If father was here, he would definitely find a way to help brother recover!"

I looked up and met his hopeful gaze.

I quickly turned my eyes away, not daring to meet his gaze. I couldn't face such a hopeful look, because I wasn't someone who could give him hope.

Sorry, I can't stay.

At this time, the Sage of Six Paths spoke, "My son——"

Translated, it means "My Son"!

The picture sense is coming.

The Six Paths Sage is now sitting cross-legged in the air, looking like a great master, but for some reason I feel that he looks like an old father, with a kind face.

It was even a little funny - after all, who was he talking about? There were six of his sons present.

Two chakras, two souls, two "thoughts".

Having said that, the Sage of Six Paths suddenly shows up in such an important scene - he's the Merlin of the ninja world, and he didn't even give us a little exclamation?

I turned my head and realized that this was not the real world at all.

Once again, it is the world of consciousness.

Those who can come in are all related to him by blood.

Look at our positions. In front of the Six Paths Sage, there's Ashura and I, followed by Hashirama and Madara, and finally Sasuke and Naruto.

But from the perspective of making a poster, Sasuke and Naruto are at the front, and the Six Paths Sage is at the end - it can be imagined that in the comics, this is definitely a colorful comic that can be made into a cover.

Everything went smoothly afterwards.

As per custom, the Six Paths Sage first told everyone a story that I was already familiar with, which was the story of the Otsutsuki family's mother and two of them.

It's a slightly melodramatic story, to put it simply, Kaguya offered humans as sacrifices to the sacred tree to create the White Zetsu Army, but his two sons were unwilling, and then a fierce battle broke out between mother and son, leading to the current situation.

After he finished telling us all these things, he looked at us with a loving expression, and then started talking about his experience of raising children.

I was somewhat uninterested and didn't listen to the Six Paths Sage's description at all. I was distracted the whole time - after all, when I got back, did I still need to listen to the language?

I can just read comics, okay!

So, compared to this, I want to know what obsession keeps me in this world.

There has to be a reason, right?

Suddenly, I felt that everyone's eyes were focused on me.

I quickly came back to my senses, and when I looked up, I saw the Six Paths Sage looking at me with kindness, then he extended his hand to me.

"Come back, Indra, your time has passed."

Wait, isn't the plot jumping around a bit too fast?

Why did you suddenly ask me to go back? What am I doing? There are three "Indras" present.

Ashura suddenly stopped me from behind, smiled widely, and looked at me expectantly.

Too, too dazzling.

Even a little dazzling.

I didn't reply, but I wasn't sure if I was really qualified to make this decision on behalf of Indra.

But in the end, under the other six powerful gazes, I nodded somewhat awkwardly.

But just nodding was not enough, the Sage of Six Paths insisted on keeping his hand out.

I finally looked up and my eyes met his.

What kind of eyes are these? They are full of kindness, love and a little tolerance - very abstract, right? In fact, they are the kind of eyes that a cat has when it moves to a new home and is unable to adapt.

Wait, I'm not a cat!

For some reason, I felt a chill run down my spine and tentatively placed my hand on the hand of the Sage of Six Paths.

The moment our hands touched, I suddenly felt refreshed, and I entered a rather mysterious state.

I can feel everything in the outside world, but I can't control my own behavior.

"...Father," I heard my own low voice saying this word in a very weak volume, and then my hand clasped the one holding me, "Asura."

——Go home.

This sentence popped into my mind for no reason.

So that's it. This turned out to be Indra's real obsession. He was not obsessed with destroying and killing the person who manipulated him. When he was dying, Indra's last thought was that he had broken up with his family and was not able to say goodbye properly.

Even today, a thousand years later, what they see of me should not be the real Indra at all.

However, the only thing that makes people feel comforted is that Indra's faint "thoughts", the real bit of thoughts still remain at this time.

My eyes are a little sore.

Immediately afterwards, my body began to fall apart, and the "Power of the Six Paths" and "Power of Yin and Yang" that my body could no longer bear began to spread in the space of consciousness.

Presumably, the same situation has already occurred in the real world.

However, these powers did not disappear. Under the guidance of the Sage of Six Paths, the powers were passed on to the latest generation of young people in different ways.

Without a guide, such a huge force cannot be endured.

But fortunately, Madara and Hashirama are fully capable of taking on such roles.

My last consciousness in this world, or the last image I saw, was the back of the real Indra in my memory.

He stood side by side with Ashura.

I couldn't see their faces, but I was sure that they had returned to where they wanted to be.