"Grandfather, perhaps he was never your will at all. The reason I did not tell you these things before is because you were still immersed in hatred at the time. Now, it seems I no longer have any reason to keep hiding it." Ryun decided to tell Madara everything tonight.
Madara Uchiha's pupils constricted. He had a feeling that whatever his grandson was about to say would shatter his worldview. But since it was the truth, he should let him speak.
Izuna Uchiha's eyes flashed. He had some suspicions. When he was resurrected, he had met Black Zetsu. He felt something was off even then.
Although his older brother had a personality, was impulsive and quick to anger, his chakra definitely did not have a cold, damp nature. However, he was so overwhelmed by the joy of resurrection that he didn't think too much about it at the time.
Thinking about it now, this Black Zetsu was no simple figure. He might even be using his older brother to achieve some goal of his own.
"Brother, let's listen. Perhaps Ryun knows a great many things." After a moment of contemplation, Izuna spoke, his gaze towards his grandson Ryun carrying a scrutinizing look.
Ryun didn't waste words. His Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan appeared, rotated, and a world generated by an illusion materialized.
In this illusory Ninja World, there were no various countries, only humans and the Shinobi Sect.
The ruler was the Sage of Six Paths, Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki. He was standing anxiously outside the delivery room, pacing while holding the Six Paths Staff.
"Leader, please don't be so nervous."
"Yes, I'm sure the lady will have a smooth delivery."
That's right, this scene was the day Indra and Asura were born. Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki was not a sage at this moment, just a father awaiting the birth of his two children and a helpless husband.
He was burning with anxiety, his eyes glancing towards the room from time to time. Suddenly, the sound of crying erupted.
A woman walked out of the room, smiling as she said, "It's a boy, Leader sir!"
Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki, overjoyed, took the boy and smiled slightly. In this Ninja World, he finally had a bond!
"And the lady? Is she well?" Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki asked with a smile. The woman was about to say that both mother and son were fine when a cry came from the lady inside, "There, there's another child!"
The woman's face changed. She hurried back into the room, not even looking at the Leader's expression. Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki looked tense. Another one?
"Lady, you are bleeding too heavily now. If you deliver another child, I'm afraid..." the woman said, her face pale.
"A choice must be made now. Save the child or save your life?" the woman inquired.
"Save the child!" The lady said these words without hesitation, grabbing the woman's hand.
"This, this matter is too great. Perhaps I should ask the Leader sir." Saying this, the midwife tried to go out.
But the lady looked at her, her face deathly pale, "I beg you. I want to protect my child. Even if I die, I must keep him safe."
The woman was deeply shocked. Finally, seeing the plea in the lady's eyes, she bit her lip lightly and said, "Alright, lady. You must push hard later. In this situation, we cannot use medicine, otherwise..."
"Mmm..." The lady groaned softly. She needed to conserve her strength, otherwise she might fail.
Countless times the lady teetered on the edge of life and death, wanting to give up. But, hearing her first son's cries outside the door, thinking of the other child still in her womb, she found an inexhaustible strength.
Finally, through the lady's perseverance, the second son was also delivered. "Bring my son to me, let me see him." The lady forced a smile.
The woman's eyes were red and swollen as she brought the blood stained Asura to the lady. The lady smiled happily. "And the eldest son?"
The woman hurried outside. "Leader sir, the lady, she... to protect her child, she is dying. Before she passes, she wants to see her eldest son."
Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki's pupils shrank, his legs went weak. If not for the Six Paths Staff in his hand, he would have collapsed right then!
Seeing the Leader in this state, the woman had no time to comfort him. She carried the eldest son and went back into the room.
Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki forced himself to stand and followed the woman into the room.
He saw the lady, covered with a blanket, looking at her two sons with a face full of kindness.
"Lady..." Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki's voice trembled.
"Husband, they are two sons. Now you have heirs!" Although the lady was in pain all over, her face was full of smiles.
Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki fell silent, not daring to look at his weakened wife. The lady turned on her side, touched the head of her eldest son, "You must take good care of your younger brother from now on."
Then she pinched the second son's cheek, "You must listen to your older brother. You and your brother must lead the people of the Shinobi Sect together and live good lives."
Suddenly, the lady felt her eyelids grow heavy. Finally, she slowly fell asleep. Her arm rested on her two sons, and her breathing ceased.
"Lady!" Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki's eyes widened in fury, and he cried out. The two children, as if sensing their mother had left them, began to wail in unison. The woman stood by, tears streaming down her face, watching this scene.
Izuna Uchiha didn't feel much, but the chakra within Madara Uchiha involuntarily began to tremble. A single tear actually fell.
Ryun probably knew the reason. No matter how powerful Indra was, no matter how cold blooded, no matter how unrecognized by people, at least there was one person who never gave up on him and placed great hopes in him.
That was his mother. Even through chakra reincarnation, a mother's gentleness was something he could yearn for but never reach.
"Big brother, you..." Izuna Uchiha was somewhat bewildered. Why was his always strong older brother crying today?
Madara Uchiha was startled. Feeling the coolness of the wind on his tear stained cheek, he raised his hand and touched his face. It was wet?
He... was crying? A wave of sadness lingered in his heart, but he clearly knew it wasn't him crying. It was the chakra within him trembling, weeping.
His chakra actually had its own consciousness. Then, a faint silhouette emerged from within Madara Uchiha's body — short brown hair, two locks of hair bound with bandages on either side, and a long ponytail swaying behind her.
He wore a white robe adorned with six black tomoe. His eyebrows were special, like two mist like dots.
Indra. The eldest son of the Sage of Six Paths. A legendary existence.
"This is Indra, the eldest son of the lady from that scene earlier." Ryun introduced.
Indra's chakra form glanced at him, then walked towards the illusory world. He raised the lady's hand, wanting to touch his own cheek.
But this was, after all, an illusion, and he was also in a chakra form. How could he possibly touch the lady?
"Mother, mother, I miss you so much." Indra's chakra form paused, realizing he couldn't touch his mother. So he just looked at his mother with a face full of tenderness.
Slowly, he knelt on the ground. Looking at the lady before him, he couldn't hold back his tears. This man, who had been strong all his life, was now crying like a child.
No one knew how much time passed. He stood up and walked towards Madara Uchiha. Then he looked at Ryun Uchiha and said, "Thank you."
Afterwards, he merged with Madara Uchiha, becoming one. Madara Uchiha was stunned. What was going on? He looked at Ryun Uchiha.
But Ryun said, "Keep watching."