4

The battlefield is frozen in sheer disbelief.

Hagoromo, the past Hokage, Naruto, Sasuke—all of them are struggling to process what they are seeing.

A force greater than any army. A power that dwarfs the entire shinobi world.

And I can see it in their eyes—fear.

Naruto, despite everything, steps forward. His voice is uncharacteristically serious. "Kaguya… you don't have to do this."

Sasuke's Sharingan blazes. "You're making a mistake. If you destroy the world, you'll have nothing left."

Even Hagoromo, the so-called Sage, looks at me with something close to desperation. "Mother, if you go through with this, there will be nothing left to rule. Please."

I watch them. Their fear. Their pleading.

And I smirk. This work was created by shredder121

"Do you think I'm done?"

Their eyes widen.

Before they can react, I wave my hand.

The air cracks apart like shattered glass, and a hundred colossal figures emerge.

One hundred Ten-Tails beasts.

But these are not like the one before. No, these are perfected beings. Their forms are vast, their presence suffocating. Each one pulses with a chakra signature that makes even my Golden Zetsu seem insignificant.

Because each of them—each one—carries the chakra of 100 Kaguyas.

Silence.

Total, absolute silence.

Even Black Zetsu—**who has always believed in my power, who has never doubted me for a single moment—**is speechless.

Then, finally, he whispers. "…Mother, how? This… this makes no sense."

For the first time, even he is afraid.

Not of me.

But of the fact that I have surpassed all understanding.

I look down at him, my expression calm, my voice unwavering.

"My son," I say, "don't define me by common sense."

His eyes widen. He slowly looks back at the army of perfected Ten-Tails, then back at me.

And finally, he understands.

I am Kaguya Ōtsutsuki. The Goddess of Chakra.

There are no limits to my power.

I have already won.