At this moment, Black Zetsu's heart was filled with pure resentment. He had spent a thousand years laying out plans, and success had finally been within reach.
Why had everything fallen apart?
"Black Zetsu, is it?"
"Hehehe… Madara Uchiha, I have a little secret story to tell you. Want to hear it?"
Seeing Black Zetsu appear, Kazuyama Gekkō revealed another sly grin, amusement flickering in his eyes.
His words made Black Zetsu's heart sink. As for Uchiha Madara, he had no intention of listening. All he wanted was to kill this annoying brat standing in his way.
Rikudō: Tenjoku!
Without any warning, he launched another attack—but it still had absolutely no effect.
"Fight all you want. I'm telling the story regardless."
Kazuyama didn't care about Madara's attack in the slightest. What he wanted to see next was a glorious self-inflicted tragedy.
"Shut up! Kazuyama Gekkō—Madara, I'll help you!"
"Wood Release: Grafting Technique!"
Black Zetsu didn't know what Kazuyama planned to say, but every instinct told him it wouldn't be good.
So even though his attacks were weak, he didn't hesitate—he lunged in.
Countless wooden spikes shot toward Kazuyama Gekkō.
But at this stage, none of these attacks could touch him. The moment they neared, his Crystal Release instantly shattered them into dust.
"I know the Uchiha clan has that stone tablet, right?"
"The one recording the power of the Six Paths and the Sage of Six Paths?"
Kazuyama calmly blocked every attack while casually recounting what he knew.
The more he spoke, the fiercer Madara and Black Zetsu's attacks became. Clearly, both of them wanted him to shut up.
Madara genuinely found him irritating.
Black Zetsu, on the other hand, was growing increasingly terrified.
"But did you know?"
"The tablet you read is flawed. And the issue goes back to the era of the Sage of Six Paths."
"Before the Sage, there was another god—Kaguya Ōtsutsuki, the first Ten-Tails Jinchūriki."
"She lost… and was sealed away by her two sons—two powerful beings, one of whom was the Sage of Six Paths."
As the story continued, Black Zetsu completely panicked.
He didn't know how Kazuyama learned these secrets, but he was certain the next words were aimed directly at him.
"Shut up! You bastard!"
"Wood Release: Grafting Technique!"
Black Zetsu attacked again, now bordering on delirious rage.
Madara Uchiha's attacks, however, slowed. Hearing about the stone tablet and the Sage of Six Paths triggered memories long buried.
He had decided to overturn the world only after reading that tablet.
And Kazuyama had no Sharingan. How did he know anything? Even if he found the tablet, he wouldn't be able to decipher it.
"Before she was sealed, Kaguya Ōtsutsuki did something astonishing—she separated a fragment of her consciousness and power to create her third child."
"Black Zetsu."
Madara's attack froze instantly.
His gaze shifted toward the figure beside him.
If Kazuyama was telling the truth… didn't that mean Black Zetsu was of the same generation as the Sage of Six Paths?
"Madara, don't listen to him! I was created by you!"
"Do you doubt me?"
"He's trying to sow discord between us!"
Black Zetsu now wanted nothing more than to rip Kazuyama apart. After hiding for so many years…
How did this damned brat know so much!?
"Cut the crap. You've always had only one purpose."
"To revive your mother, Kaguya Ōtsutsuki."
"And there are two conditions for her revival. To fulfill them, you approached Madara Uchiha."
"The reincarnation of Indra. Because only Indra's reincarnation can awaken the Rinnegan—and only then can those conditions be met."
Madara's brows furrowed deeply.
Conditions? Resurrection?
Chose him?
Seeing Madara's expression grow darker, Black Zetsu felt his heart plummet. He knew Madara well—if he began to doubt something, he would find the truth.
That flaw was common to all of Indra's reincarnations.
"First—bring forth the Divine Tree. Second—activate the Infinite Tsukuyomi."
Kazuyama saw both of them halt their attacks.
He knew—what he'd been waiting for was close.
So he spoke faster.
"The Divine Tree is the Ten-Tails. Once the Ten-Tails revives, so does the Divine Tree."
"And activating Infinite Tsukuyomi requires you to absorb the God Tree and become the Ten-Tails Jinchūriki. At that point, your body becomes the perfect vessel."
"And once Infinite Tsukuyomi begins, Black Zetsu will use your body to resurrect Kaguya Ōtsutsuki."
"In other words, from beginning to end, you were never anything more than Black Zetsu's pawn."
"A pawn to be discarded after use."
Madara Uchiha: !!!
He looked at Black Zetsu with sheer rage.
"Zetsu!"
"Madara, it's not like that! I've always obeyed you—I was created by you!"
Black Zetsu tried desperately to explain, but Kazuyama's next words crushed all hope.
"Created by Madara?"
"Don't joke around. The Demonic Statue of the Outer Path can only create White Zetsu—they are products of the Divine Tree."
"And White Zetsu all have flawed minds. None of them resemble you at all."
"If Madara created you, why is there only one Black Zetsu? The rest are all white."
"Even the special White Zetsu are still White Zetsu. Only you—Black Zetsu—are different."
"Because you were not created by the God Tree."
"You were created by Kaguya Ōtsutsuki."
Silence fell like a stone.
Madara Uchiha's eyes now burned with fury. He recalled the moment he created the White Zetsu—
He had truly believed Black Zetsu was born of his own will.
He had truly believed Black Zetsu was unique.
But none of that was true.
"Madara!"
"Don't believe me? Fine—use genjutsu."
"If he was really created by you, use your illusion and make him say it himself."
Kazuyama's words made Black Zetsu clamp his mouth shut instantly.
He now hated Kazuyama with a passion beyond words.
This bastard!
This absolute bastard!
And Madara's next move proved Kazuyama's words had indeed struck deep into his heart.