UK:GSW Chapter 417 – Senju Hashirama: Madara, Take It! This Is the Impact of the Last Words from the Lost White Moonlight!
Without a doubt, at this very moment, Senju Hashirama's sudden appearance here—and this entire scene—was all part of Uchiha Kei's plan.
The reason for this was that Muzi's image had taken root too deeply in Uchiha Madara's heart. If the old man Madara were to learn the truth outright, there was a high chance he would drag everyone down with him in a blaze of destruction.
Although, given Madara's current state, even if he were to use his new Mangekyō ability to fully transcend his limits, he still wouldn't be able to defeat the current main-world Hidden Leaf forces. But since he was a powerful force that could be won over, why drive him to a dead end?
Most importantly, Senju Hashirama didn't want to see Uchiha Madara pushed to the brink. He wanted to save his best friend.
So, Hashirama sought out Uchiha Kei for help. Upon hearing the matter, Uchiha Kei, naturally, used his peerless intellect and unmatched cunning to give Hashirama a peerless idea.
After hearing it, Hashirama asked worriedly, "Will this really work? Won't Madara see through it?"
Uchiha Kei gave a thumbs-up. "Don't worry, First Hokage-sama. Guaranteed to work. Just make sure you speak with your back turned to him as much as possible—he definitely won't notice. Besides, you don't even need to lie to Uchiha Madara outright. When it comes to Muzi, all you need to do is admit you are Muzi, and the rest Madara will figure out on his own."
After all, given the state Madara was in—losing his wits the moment he saw you—it would be hard for him to spot any flaws.
Of course, that part he kept to himself and didn't say aloud.
Even just the part he said gave Hashirama a huge boost of confidence, making him feel far more assured about persuading Madara.
And so, the current scene came to be.
Just as Uchiha Kei said, all Hashirama had to do regarding being Muzi was admit it—no further explanations needed. The reason Hashirama still felt a little guilty was that, when he thought about how he'd been fooling his best friend for so long under the guise of a girl, he couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt now that he was facing him in his original form.
Fortunately, Madara didn't notice any of this. Even if he did, he would probably just assume Hashirama was embarrassed after learning he had reincarnated as a girl.
In fact, Madara himself was feeling awkward.
He had thought that since Hashirama had reincarnated as Muzi, some past matters didn't need to be dwelled upon. But now that Hashirama had left behind a chakra spirit, the situation had become rather embarrassing.
After all, to have taken his best friend's reincarnation as a daughter and raised her, only for his best friend to be aware of it—and now to face him again—Madara truly felt an urge to dig a hole and hide.
Thus, Madara instinctively turned away, choosing to face his back to Hashirama.
For a moment, the two, both with guilty consciences, didn't dare face each other.
Then Madara spoke again. "So, Hashirama, you're telling me that the current you is just a chakra remnant?"
Hearing this, Hashirama immediately replied, "Yes, Madara. Senju Hashirama is already dead, there's no doubt about that. The one existing in this world now is Muzi."
He paused for a moment, then continued, "Also, Madara, I didn't come here to talk about this. In truth, I left this chakra behind to tell you the truth about the Eye of the Moon Plan!"
Madara sharply turned his head, staring hard at Hashirama.
"Hashirama, what did you just say? You… know about the Eye of the Moon Plan?"
Hashirama turned as well, meeting his best friend's gaze with a serious and earnest expression. "Yes, Madara. I know everything."
Madara's mind immediately began whirring, thinking about how Hashirama could have learned of such things.
It didn't take him long to lock onto a certain possibility.
"Was it the Sage of Six Paths who told you, Hashirama?"
Hashirama didn't answer directly, but instead said solemnly, "Madara, this is the truth I need you to know. The so-called Eye of the Moon Plan is a lie, and that stone tablet passed down in your Uchiha Clan has already been tampered with."
"The one who altered the stone tablet's contents was Black Zetsu—that being you believed to be the embodiment of your will!"
Madara's Sharingan tomoe spun rapidly, his eyes widening.
Such short words, yet they contained an overwhelming amount of information, leaving his old mind almost frozen.
But Hashirama didn't give him time to recover. He continued, "I know this is hard for you to believe, and you may think I'm talking nonsense. But Madara, on this matter, I can guarantee that regarding the Eye of the Moon and the stone tablet, I haven't spoken a single false word. In fact, I even know truths that Black Zetsu has been hiding."
As he spoke, Hashirama raised his hand, and in the empty air appeared a projection screen, which began to play images and sounds.
This move made Madara's eyes widen slightly, his attention drawn in.
For the images being shown were the intel taken from World No. 2's Black Zetsu's memories, combined with footage of the Naruto world's past history prepared by Uchiha Kei.
Yes—this was a projection Hashirama had released using his illusion world authority. It was something given to him by Uchiha Kei.
Through these images, Madara—who had been deceived all along—saw the truth about Ōtsutsuki Kaguya and the Sage of Six Paths brothers, witnessed Black Zetsu's birth, his manipulations across the shinobi world, the secret tampering with the Uchiha clan's stone tablet, and how he ultimately lured Madara down the wrong path.
The content was lengthy—even after heavy editing, it lasted more than ten minutes.
Throughout, Madara's gaze remained fixed, his expression constantly shifting—from shock, to disbelief, to anger and agitation, and finally to a cold, silent calm.
When the images ended, the scene fell into a deathly silence. Madara stood there, expressionless, saying nothing, betraying no clue of his current feelings.
But Hashirama knew his friend well. He knew Madara's emotions were in utter chaos, and that there was no need to try to persuade him further—only to point him toward the truth and let him confirm it himself.
At that moment, Hashirama's body began to break into glowing particles, clearly about to fade away. Madara's expression finally changed.
"Hashirama, you…"
Hashirama laughed heartily. "I told you—this is just my chakra spirit. Once it runs out, I'll disappear. Now that I've told you the truth, I've settled a matter that's weighed on my heart for years."
"I know you still have many doubts, and may think everything I've said is fake—that even I might be fake."
"I won't try to convince you any further, because I know it's useless."
"Madara, go find the Uchiha youth named Uchiha Kei! He has a way to control Black Zetsu."
"Black Zetsu, being a creation of Yin-Yang Release and the third son of Ōtsutsuki Kaguya, has abilities that are extremely strange. Even the Rinnegan can barely control him."
"So, if you want to confirm whether what I've told you is true or not, you must find that youth named Uchiha Kei. He is the only one who can control Black Zetsu and make him reveal the secrets he hides."
"Madara, this… is the last thing I can do for you as your friend."
That hearty laugh, those sincere words, and the attitude of doing everything for his best friend all shook Madara to the core.
He even raised his hand, wanting to grab hold of his friend's fading form—yet he froze halfway, knowing how laughable it was. Senju Hashirama had long since reincarnated as Muzi; what remained here was only a remnant of chakra.
Then, Hashirama spoke again, this time with a sigh in his tone. "Actually, Madara, I regret it now."
Madara was startled, looking at him in confusion.
Hashirama spoke earnestly. "I regret not accepting your proposal back then—when we could have unified the shinobi world together—insisting instead on my own way of peace."
"As it turns out, I was too naïve. True peace is as you said—forcefully unifying the shinobi world."
"That way, even if many problems remained, they could be solved gradually. Even if not entirely solved, after unification, the shinobi world could at least enjoy a century or two of peace."
"So I truly regret it… and I'm sorry."
He wore a bitter, guilty smile.
Madara's feelings were complicated. By all rights, hearing this should make him happy. But at this moment, he couldn't feel much joy at all.
In the end, he could only say stiffly, "Does saying this now… even matter?"
Hashirama shook his head seriously. "No—it still matters, Madara. After all, though Senju Hashirama is gone, Muzi is still here, isn't she?"
"So, Madara—believe. Believe in Muzi, and believe in the current Hidden Leaf. Because the Muzi and the Leaf of today have both gained the resolve and courage to completely change the shinobi world. True peace will definitely arrive in this era!"
Madara fell silent, as if lost in thought—or perhaps unsure how to respond.
But Hashirama's time had run out. In the next moment, he completely dissipated.
Madara's body trembled violently, but in the end he could do nothing.
The scenery around him twisted, spinning wildly, until everything warped, and Madara felt his mind go hazy.
When he came to, he found himself back where he had been before, staring again at the forum interface—as if everything just now had been an illusion.
Frowning deeply, he exited the illusion network, returning to reality.
The familiar feeling of his aged body came over him, filling him with weariness before he sank back into thought.
He thought of Hashirama's final moments, and of the heartfelt words he had spoken before disappearing. His old, weathered face showed a complex expression.
His withered hands clenched and unclenched, over and over—showing just how conflicted and torn he was.
Without question, Hashirama's "performance" was the ultimate killing blow, softening even a heart weathered by decades.
Such was the terrifying power of the bonds in the Naruto world.
Madara began to think over Hashirama's advice—or perhaps, his warning.
"Go see Uchiha Kei? That creator of the illusion game… he is indeed a once-in-a-millennium genius of the Uchiha."
"But his strength is nothing special—why claim he can control Black Zetsu?"
"And to say even the Rinnegan can't control Black Zetsu… Hashirama, just how much did the Sage of Six Paths tell you?"
"Is that so-called Sage even real?"
"Or is this all part of a plot against me?"
His muttering was too quiet for the surrounding White Zetsu to hear.
Even so, his odd demeanor puzzled them. White Zetsu Afei worked up the courage to ask, "Lord Madara, what are you talking about?"
Madara came back to himself, glancing at Afei and then at the other White Zetsu, before saying nothing.
After all, the footage Hashirama had shown had included details about the White Zetsu—how they had been born.
"And the final result of the Eye of the Moon Plan… is to turn everyone into White Zetsu?"
"If that's true, then carrying it out would mean transforming all humanity into White Zetsu."
"How laughable. Wouldn't that mean humanity goes extinct?"
"Well, if humanity goes extinct… that is technically world peace."
"And if what Hashirama said is true, then Black Zetsu's real goal isn't even that—it's to make me the vessel for reviving Ōtsutsuki Kaguya."
Madara's mind churned, his fists clenching as a terrifying aura and murderous intent radiated from him.
This sudden outburst left the White Zetsu shocked and confused, not knowing what to do.
Seeing this, Madara withdrew his aura.
Though the truth wasn't yet confirmed, he now held the conviction that Black Zetsu was indeed the greatest schemer. And since the intel showed the White Zetsu were under Black Zetsu's control, it meant he couldn't reveal his true feelings before them—lest he alert the enemy.
Without a doubt, Madara now harbored extreme wariness toward Black Zetsu.
Even without confirming the truth, this was already the case.
Such… was the ultimate impact of the "White Moonlight's" final words.
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