"But I'll make one final effort! Even if I have to exhaust the last of my Soul Power, even if my soul is scattered in the end, I'll never stand by and watch you kill my brother!"
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Hamura's gaze slowly shifted to Hagoromo, buried beneath the rubble. His voice was filled with the warmth of their brotherly bond, along with a hint of relief that was hard to detect. "Brother! Let this be the last time I help you!
May you one day truly understand that peace has never been about one-sided sacrifice or a hypocritical excuse. It comes from genuine mutual understanding and protecting one another."
"Hamura!"
Hearing that familiar, gentle voice, Hagoromo struggled to open his eyes. A complex flood of emotions flashed through his murky gaze—shock, guilt, gratitude, and deep regret.
Ever since he and Hamura had sealed away their mother, Kaguya, the two brothers had gradually drifted apart because of their different ideals. They had never again fought side by side as they once had, with such perfect understanding.
Hamura had insisted that the people of the Shinobi World were too ignorant and too weak. A powerful being had to guide them with absolute strength and establish order—that was the only way to achieve true peace.
But Hagoromo had been devoted to creating an ideal utopia without war or killing through mutual understanding and tolerance.
They had each clung to their own beliefs and refused to yield. In the end, not only had the brothers turned against each other, but Hagoromo's favoritism toward and neglect of Indra had also caused their descendants in a parallel world to erupt, giving rise to a demon like Uchiha Genki and bringing about the calamity they now