"Long, long, long ago, the Shinobi World was not as devastated as it is now. Back then, it was a world that supported countless small worlds and brimmed with life.
In those days, exceptionally gifted humans or descendants of natural-born gods would sometimes master something called 'Divine Authority' and become new gods.
The strongest gods at the time were Amaterasu Ōmikami, Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto, and... my father. As for me, besides the name Ōkuninushi, I had another name: the god Yachihoko.
Back then, we lived in a small world called Takamagahara, while all the gods gave the greater world outside to humanity as their home.
We all lived very happy lives then. Apart from having to slay the occasional evil entity left over from ancient times, the world was peaceful.
In those days, disasters practically did not exist. When they did, they were caused by the powers certain gods wielded. That peace lasted a very, very long time.
Until... a catastrophe descended."
At this point, hatred, fear, and a little... bewilderment showed in Ōkuninushi's eyes.
"A catastrophe?"
Yahiko raised an eyebrow. He knew how powerful Ōkuninushi was. Even now, with less than a tenth of his power remaining, once Ōkuninushi lent it to him, even their leader in Amegakure, who bore the title of demigod, had to go all out to contend with him.
Yet someone so powerful felt fear when speaking of that catastrophe.
Because Ōkuninushi resided within his mental space, Yahiko could fully sense all of Ōkuninushi's emotions.
That was also one of the reasons Yahiko trusted Ōkuninushi so much.
"Yes. It was a... tremendous catastrophe caused entirely by one individual's selfish desires."
Anger overwhelmed his fear, and Ōkuninushi spoke viciously.
"As I just said, the world back then did not even have disasters. Yet, just when all the gods