Meanwhile, in the boundless expanse of the Pure Land, the Sage of Six Paths floated alone, watching the scenes unfolding on the Sky Screen, his aged face steeped in sorrow and helplessness.
Watching it left him deeply uncomfortable. Something felt wrong, and he could not shake the unease.
He freely admitted that, back then, he had been far more decisive and ruthless than his younger brother Hamura.
When forced to choose between duty and family, he had always put the Common People and the world first, never dragging his feet, never wavering out of sentiment.
But the Sky Screen laid everything out in painstaking detail, then contrasted him with Hamura's gentle kindness and tender heart.
It instantly made him look exceptionally cold-blooded and heartless, as though he were cruel by nature and cared nothing for his family.
What had been an agonizing choice made to save the world was portrayed as the act of a heartless man who would stop at nothing to achieve his ends.
The Sage of Six Paths gave a helpless, bitter smile, full of grievances he had nowhere to voice.
"What the hell is this?!"
Light and shadow shifted across the Sky Screen.
Among the mountains and waterfalls, a cool breeze rustled, and mist swirled through the air.
Gamamaru looked at the two brothers before him. They had matured, yet their original resolve remained unchanged. Suppressing his emotions, he told them every detail of the horrific situation that had recently engulfed the world.
From the Celestial Dragons redoubling their efforts to capture powerful people for sacrifice, to the Knights being reduced to nourishment for the God Tree, to countless innocent civilians dying brutal deaths-every last detail was cruel beyond measure.
After hearing it all, Hagoromo and Hamura, who had witnessed that living hell firsthand, clenched their