"What did you say?"
Jiraiya shouted angrily:
"How could creating a technique like that possibly stop war? It'll only make wars more intense and frequent!"
Pain's Deva Path sneered. "Teacher, you see the trees, but not the forest... Think about it now. What would be the best way to stop conflicts between nations as quickly as possible?"
Jiraiya said, "Answer my question first! What exactly were you thinking, creating that thing?"
Pain's Deva Path said, "Hmph... All we need to do is place this Forbidden Technique Weapon in a belligerent nation..."
"Once the forbidden technique is used, hundreds of millions of humans will die in an instant. Then the governments and people of other nations will be afraid. Once they understand pain, that fear will become a deterrent. It will make belligerent nations that like to provoke conflicts behave themselves, and conflict will gradually disappear..."
"You could say this world is now on its way toward stability and growth, but that is only how it appears on the surface. Pain will make this world grow, think, and take a new step forward, just as I once did..."
"This requires a god's help, because the world is still only a child."
Jiraiya looked utterly baffled. "What kind of twisted reasoning is that? Making the world experience suffering so it can grow? Is that what you call a god's duty?"
Pain's Deva Path said, "That's right, because I am the god who presides over pacifism."
"Hahahaha..." Jiraiya laughed in anger and replied, somewhat at a loss for words, "I never thought you'd develop a taste for jokes too, Nagato."
Pain's Deva Path said seriously, "A joke? This is no joke. It is my ideal! Teacher, as I see you now, you are nothing more than a tiny child who has never grown