What kind of bullshit is Tsukuyomi? You actually want the great Kind Father to daydream? Are you handing out massacres of entire clans wholesale?
"Oh, you escaped? Lucky you. Hehehe!!!"
Uchiha Brahman felt the chakra fading into the distance until it disappeared, and chuckled. It was just a rat, nothing to worry about.
"Little mouse, let's see what kind of fun you can bring me. Hahaha!!!"
Uchiha Brahman laughed. Then he looked toward Kumogakure. Those damned, foolish ninjas who refused to accept his merciful, wonderful blessing and had betrayed the Empire were gathered there.
As the Kind Father, a benevolent and compassionate saint, Uchiha Brahman couldn't bear to see these poor children continue to flounder in a sea of misery. He had to save them.
When he thought of those poor children dying and their souls entering the Pure Land to sleep instead of becoming part of him, he felt a wave of sorrow. How pitiful. Though going to the Pure Land was a way to gain eternal life, it couldn't compare to becoming his food—no, what food? To becoming part of him.
Because then they wouldn't be able to experience his happiness or understand how great and merciful the mighty Brahman was.
As a ninja, as a person, wasn't the meaning of existing in this world to return to his embrace? That was the greatest happiness!
As citizens of the Empire, couldn't you make your great Kind Father, the one and only sun in his heart, happy for a moment?
Don't you understand what loyalty means?!
"Too bad I don't have a Maybach!"
Uchiha Brahman sighed. He'd forgotten to make himself a Maybach.
"Lord Brahman, what was that?"
Kakashi knelt before Uchiha Brahman and looked into the distance, asking respectfully.
"Nothing. Just a lowly creature."
Uchiha Brahman shook his head and grinned.
"Take all these lovely children back. Soon, they'll understand what the True Dharma is and what a blessing is! They'll break free from the sea of misery that is hell and learn what happiness and grace mean!"
Uchiha Brahman looked at the former Sunagakure ninjas, now citizens of the great Empire, and spoke with kindness and mercy.
"Praise Brahman!"
"Praise the blessing!"
"Grace! This is the Kind Father's grace, showering down on us like sunlight. Oh, how warm it is! How magnificent..."
The ninjas knelt on the ground, praising him with tears in their eyes. Look—the great Kind Father had spoken to them, and had even given them an order. How merciful! What grace!
They were so moved!
Some even bowed to the great Brahman with the utmost devotion, like elderly artists in their seventies or eighties. This was grace! This was Brahman!
The ninjas who had just been injected with the serum, but had yet to be converted or set straight, watched in horror as if they were seeing ghosts. A bone-chilling dread rose from their tailbones and surged into their brains.
Their brains trembled.
"No... You can't do this! Get up, get up! Wake up! Don't let this monster control you! Don't kneel—stand up!!!! Don't kneel!!!!!"
Rasa's eyes were bloodshot as he roared and bellowed, overwhelmed by despair, shock, and fear. He didn't want to become like this! No!
If things went on like this, the Shinobi World would be doomed! It was hopeless! They couldn't let this happen!
"You..."
At Rasa's words, all the ninjas kneeling in devotion stopped. They glared angrily at him—their former leader, the mighty Kazekage.
"Shut up! You beast, you scum, you ungrateful madman! How dare you interrupt us as we kneel before the great Kind Father, and even... even..."
The ninja panted furiously as he pointed at Rasa.
"You even dare show disrespect to Lord Brahman, the great Kind Father, the Empire's sole leader, the sacred sun! Gah, I'll blast you to smithereens!"
This ninja, who had once been nothing more than a mere Genin, charged over in fury and kicked Rasa in the head. The blow was so hard it nearly burst his skull.
"Ah!"
Rasa screamed in pain. His vision went dark, and agony seared across his face.
"Gah! How dare you disrespect Lord Brahman! You damned scum!"
All the kneeling citizens of the Empire rose to their feet, shouting furiously as they joined the mob beating their former Kazekage.
Nearby, the other ninjas watched in horror. They heard the Kazekage's cries go from strong and loud to faint and weak, until they finally stopped altogether.
Some of the ninjas shut their mouths and lowered their heads, afraid to look at the horrifying scene. But some desperate ninjas—the fools who refused to accept the great blessing—saw it all.
"The Kazekage is dead!"
"I don't want to become like them! It's terrifying!"
The ninjas began cursing Uchiha Brahman.
Not long afterward.
"Ugh..."
Rasa's head drooped, and he lay half-dead. As citizens of the great Empire, the ninjas were ultimately kind; they hadn't beaten these people to death for offending the great Kind Father.
They knew it hadn't been those people's true intention. They were still struggling in a sea of misery, not yet enlightened as to the truth or the True Dharma. They still didn't know better. Once enlightened, they would understand how to honor the great Brahman and offer him everything they had.
How moving!
That was why Rasa and the ninjas who had spoken out of turn were still alive.
They had only had both eyes kicked out, all their teeth knocked loose, their skulls fractured, the flesh on their faces kicked away to reveal bare white bone, and their consciousness kicked into unconsciousness.
That was all. It wasn't a big deal. Under the effects of the Sacred Blessing Serum, everything would be fine.
After all, even someone reduced to a torso could grow their limbs back after being injected with the Sacred Blessing Serum.
Then the ninjas dug the still-unconverted, unenlightened ninjas out of the ground.
A layer of sand, controlled by powerful chakra, still covered and tightly bound them.
When they understood the True Dharma, the sand would fall away. As for why, of course it was because the chakra clinging to it had run out.
Meanwhile, Uchiha Brahman and the Empire's ninjas had already left, heading toward Kumogakure.
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