He hated it!
He hated his own weakness, Genki's madness, and most of all, the version of himself in the parallel world who had created Genki!
Which version of himself from some parallel world could have been so stupid?!
How could he have created such a mad monster, one that would destroy everything and even spare no mercy for Lady Kaguya?!
Damn it! Why had this happened?!
Everything had been going according to plan. He had been so close to helping Lady Kaguya break free of her seal and restore the glory of the Ōtsutsuki Clan. Why had this monster suddenly appeared and ruined everything?!
Despair and regret washed over Black Zetsu like a tide. As he watched Kaguya's face slowly lose its vitality and saw Genki's cold gaze, all he could do was let out a helpless, anguished wail that echoed endlessly across the burning moon...
The last trace of Kaguya Otsutsuki's energy was swallowed up by the Takamagahara Power in Genki's palm. As Genki held her in his grip, her body slowly turned ethereal, eventually becoming specks of silver light that merged into him.
Genki slowly opened his hand. The lingering warmth of energy at his fingertips and the trembling fragments of her soul continued to stir his senses.
Black Zetsu's desperate wails had long since turned hoarse and weak. Genki had casually bound him to the moon's scorched rock, like discarded trash.
He stood atop the burning moon as the calamity flames and vengeful spirits around him gradually subsided. Only the pale golden Domain Power still swirled around him, separating him from the scene of destruction.
Lowering his head to study his hands, Genki fell into brief contemplation. His brows furrowed slightly, his gaze full of curiosity and solemnity—
The energy within him was in a frenzy,