Kaguya Otsutsuki, who had just escaped from her seal, still had a trace of confusion on her face.
She was also somewhat unaccustomed to it. After all, she had been trapped inside the moon for a very, very long time—so long that this world had begun to feel unfamiliar to her.
She did not know whether, a thousand years later, this world was still the one she remembered.
It was like returning to your hometown after many years away and walking down its little paths.
Strangeness, confusion, memories lingering in her heart.
She looked at Black Zetsu, whom she had frozen in place. He was the embodiment of her will. Back then, her sons' sudden betrayal had left her without enough time to refine Black Zetsu, resulting in his current appearance.
Overall, Black Zetsu had been a rushed creation.
Naturally, Kaguya was dissatisfied. That was why, when Black Zetsu tried to rush over and throw himself into her arms, she had frozen him without a second thought. Black Zetsu simply did not fit the Otsutsuki Clan's aesthetic standards.
Yet ironically, Hamura and Hagoromo, whom she had nurtured with Yin-Yang Release and her own Chakra, did fit the Otsutsuki Clan's aesthetic standards. However, in terms of ideals, those two sons had betrayed her.
Without realizing it, Kaguya sank into her memories.
When she had first come to Earth to plant the God Tree, she had helped many people with her power out of boredom, earning their admiration. She had enjoyed being admired as well.
Life was not just about planting trees; there was also poetry and distant horizons. Kaguya had begun to like life here.
Liking something made one reckless. Another thought arose in her mind: she no longer wanted to return to Otsutsuki Planet and be a tool. She wanted