Hearing Hamura Otsutsuki's words, Naruto frowned. "What do you mean by that?"
"As I remember it, you should be far older than you appear now... never mind. We have been out of contact with the Shinobi World for so long that much must have happened to you all. But now is not the time for that."
"Look."
Hamura Otsutsuki pointed toward the area still under constant bombardment.
"This sudden battle has been going on for over a decade. They keep trying to encroach upon reality, and our line has been fighting them in this world all this time. By now, I am nearly at my limit."
"Wait, isn't this your memory world?"
Naruto froze for a moment. He still remembered what Neji had just said.
Then was this a battle taking place in a world of memories?
"Yes, this is my memory world. It originally held the legacy I left for my descendants... but now I have used all that power to resist their encroachment. All that remains of me is this trace of consciousness, this body you see. I have even grown so weak that I need to borrow the power of my descendant, Neji, just to manifest."
Hamura Otsutsuki's voice was very gentle, with even a faint note of self-reproach. "Part of that legacy should have been yours, but regrettably, I failed to protect it. After all these long years, I could not retain the immense power my elder brother did. Merely struggling against these things has exhausted me..."
"Resist? What exactly are you fighting?"
"I do not know exactly what these things are... but they clearly stem from the power of the Ōtsutsuki Clan. There is no doubt about that. And that power is unimaginably strong. Even my mother, Kaguya, never possessed such strength in her day!"