Main World.
Konoha Year Twenty-Two, autumn.
British Continent, New Capital.
Imperial Palace, study.
Moonlight spilled through the window, casting silvery patches on the floor. Toyotomi Yinglang sat behind his desk, toying with a dark purple Soul Yin Stone.
Kaguya sat opposite him, her long silver-white hair falling to her waist, candlelight reflected in her silver-white pupils.
She held a sheet of parchment bearing a crude star chart-not a complete chart, merely the Life Planets she remembered the Ōtsutsuki Clan having marked.
She had spent a long time drawing it. Some locations had grown hazy, and some coordinates she could no longer recall clearly. But she still remembered their approximate positions.
"These are the Life Planets marked by the Ōtsutsuki Clan." Kaguya pushed the parchment toward Toyotomi Yinglang. "Every few thousand years, they are harvested."
Toyotomi Yinglang picked up the parchment, his gaze moving slowly over the star chart. A faint smile curved his lips.
"In other words, there are no Ōtsutsuki there now, nor any supernatural power."
"None." Kaguya nodded. "No one would share chakra with them."
Toyotomi Yinglang set down the parchment and leaned back in his chair.
"I'm going to bring them into the fold."
Kaguya's brows furrowed slightly. "How?"
"Give them supernatural power to grow stronger, and let them determine who the strong are." Toyotomi Yinglang's voice was calm. "The strong will become rulers. Then I'll recruit them with divine positions in the Heavenly Court and the Underworld."
Kaguya's pupils contracted slightly. "You let them bleed while you reap the benefits!"
"No." Toyotomi Yinglang shook his head. "I let them run the rat race, and recruit its kings."
Kaguya froze for a moment. "The rat race? Its kings?"
"Yes, the rat race! Its kings!" A faint smile curved Toyotomi Yinglang's lips. "You don't know the term, but