Otsutsuki Attack

September 19, 2019, Kaguya's Calendar. Mood: Cloudy with a chance of catastrophic flooding.

The periods when I could remain awake had been getting longer and longer. I knew this was because the Planetary Devastation Seal was weakening.

But that did not make me happy. My mood was as terrible as ever.

I carefully looked through my diary. Over the years, there had been no fewer than dozens of records of times when I had been awake for extended periods.

The first time, I thought I would soon be released. But in the end, what awaited me was an even tighter Seal and a long slumber.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

So when I saw the Seal weakening, I did not cheer. Instead, I felt even worse. It meant I was about to enter another long period of sleep, without even the chance to use my Byakugan to examine my surroundings.

In the words of my hometown: even my yard time had been canceled.

Still, one had to hold on to dreams in life, right? Otherwise, what was the difference between us and Earth's natives?

And this time, the hope seemed genuinely great. Not only had the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path been summoned away, but I could also vaguely sense the Ten-Tails' power that had been extracted beginning to flow back into the Demonic Statue's withered body.

Stay calm, stay calm, I told myself. After all, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment!

But who had caused such a huge commotion? Was it you, Yuya?

I knew Yuya had not given up on saving me. What a thoughtful child!

Thousands of years had already passed, yet he was still trying. Unfortunately, when I was about to be sealed back then, I had hastily created him