Chapter 17: The Birth of the New Beasts

The winds in Kaguya's new world were thick with the scent of change. The land stretched far beyond what anyone had ever seen—vast forests teeming with life, towering mountains that reached the skies, and rivers that glittered like liquid diamonds. Every inch of the landscape pulsed with a primal energy, charged with the chakra that flowed through it.

Kaguya stood in the center of it all, surrounded by the swirling aura of her power. Her eyes gleamed with ambition, the reflection of stars glimmering in the endless expanse of her world. Her hand hovered over the ground, and in an instant, a burst of chakra radiated outward, reshaping the very earth beneath her feet.

Black Zetsu stood by her side, silent but ever watchful, as always. He had always been loyal, understanding that Kaguya's grand plans would eventually take form. Now, he observed as she reached into the very essence of creation, pulling from the infinite potential of the universe to craft her new creatures.

"Your power continues to grow, Kaguya," Black Zetsu spoke, his voice filled with reverence, as though the very mention of her name was sacred.

Kaguya smiled faintly, her eyes flickering with satisfaction as the landscape began to shift once more. "It is not my power alone that shapes this world. It is the energy I bring forth—the chakra that flows into it, feeding everything that lives here." Her voice was calm, but it carried the weight of her purpose. "The Ōtsutsuki may have been the ones to establish the hierarchy of power, but I will redefine what it means to rule this world."

With a wave of her hand, the earth began to stir beneath her, shifting and breaking apart as the ground cracked open. From the crevices emerged massive, shadowed figures—enormous dragons, their scales glowing with the essence of chakra, their eyes burning with ancient power. These were no ordinary beasts; they were born of her will, crafted from the very foundation of the world she had created.

Kaguya's eyes narrowed with focus as she guided the creation process. "These dragons will be the next step in my vision. They will be more than just creatures; they will be vessels of power, harnessing chakra in ways that no one has ever seen."

One by one, the dragons emerged. The first was a beast of flame and molten rock—its body a mass of ever-shifting lava, its wings crackling with fire. It roared, sending waves of heat and energy into the air, as the ground beneath its feet shimmered and cracked with the intense heat. Kaguya smiled, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

"This one shall be called Karyū," she whispered, her voice filled with purpose. "The Fire Dragon, forged from the essence of the earth's molten core."

As the dragon let out a deafening roar, another form began to emerge—this one shimmering with the cold, crystalline beauty of ice. Its scales sparkled like frozen diamonds, its body gliding effortlessly across the land, its breath forming clouds of frost as it moved. This dragon was the opposite of Karyū, its power drawn from the chilling embrace of the north winds.

"Hyōryū," Kaguya muttered, her eyes glowing as she watched the dragon take form. "The Ice Dragon, birthed from the coldest reaches of the world."

Each dragon was a reflection of the elemental forces that Kaguya had learned to manipulate—each one a creature imbued with immense chakra, with the ability to alter the very environment around them. The third dragon was born of wind and storm, its wings crackling with lightning, its body surrounded by a swirling vortex of thunderclouds. The roar of the storm dragon echoed through the land as it unleashed a burst of electricity into the skies.

"Raikyū," Kaguya said, her voice steady. "The Storm Dragon, born of the power of the thunder and the skies themselves."

As the dragons took shape, Black Zetsu observed them with quiet admiration. "These creatures will be a testament to your power. But what of their purpose? Will they simply roam this world, or will they serve a greater function?"

Kaguya's gaze turned toward the horizon, where her world continued to expand, growing more intricate with each passing moment. Her eyes gleamed with determination. "They will serve as protectors. Each dragon will be linked to a specific region of this world, guarding it against any threat that dares approach. They will be the foundation of my empire—beasts whose very presence can reshape the landscape itself."

Her hand moved again, and the ground trembled as a new creature began to take form. This one was a dragon like no other—a fusion of all the elements that Kaguya had mastered. Its body was an amalgamation of fire, water, earth, wind, and lightning, swirling together in an ever-changing kaleidoscope of energy. The dragon's eyes blazed with the power of creation, and its roar resonated with the force of an entire world being forged.

"Sōzōryū," Kaguya named it, her voice filled with awe. "The Creation Dragon. A creature born of all things, capable of shaping and destroying with a single thought."

Black Zetsu watched in silent reverence as the dragon spread its wings and flew into the sky, its presence altering the very fabric of reality around it. "This one is the most powerful. It is a true embodiment of your will, Kaguya. A force that can shape the world as you see fit."

Kaguya nodded, her gaze unwavering as she surveyed the landscape. "I have created these dragons not only to protect but to reshape this world. The world I will build will be a new empire—one where I reign as the supreme force, untouchable by the Ōtsutsuki or any other. I will be the god of this realm."

As the dragons roared and the landscape shifted around her, Kaguya felt a sense of pride swell within her chest. She was no longer bound by the limitations of her past. She had transcended the restrictions placed upon her, and now, with the strength of her creations and the infinite potential of the White Zetsu, she could truly create a new future.

"Let this world be my foundation," Kaguya whispered. "And when the time is right, I will take my place as the true ruler of all. The Ōtsutsuki will fall, and this world will be mine."

With that, Kaguya turned to Black Zetsu, her eyes burning with the promise of what was to come. "Prepare the Zetsu. The dragons are only the beginning. Soon, this world will be ready for the next phase of my plan."

The dragons circled above her, their wings beating in unison, as if in agreement with her words. In the center of this newly forged world, Kaguya stood—more powerful than ever before, and ready to shape the future as she saw fit.