The Star That Should Not Be
A new light burned in the night sky.
Brighter than any star.
Colder than any moon.
The people of the world gazed up in awe, unaware that they were witnessing the arrival of a god.
And then—it moved.
A streak of pure white radiance tore through the heavens, faster than any falling star, illuminating the world in a blinding flash.
The sky trembled.
The earth shuddered.
And from the cosmic abyss beyond the stars, a being descended.
The Celestial Tyrant
He stood at the heart of the Land of Fire, his mere presence distorting the very fabric of reality.
His form was ethereal—adorned in radiant robes that shimmered with celestial energy.
His eyes were divine, a mix of silver and gold, pulsating with ancient wisdom.
His hair, long and flowing, seemed to be made of pure light.
He was Kaguyael Ōtsutsuki.
A god among gods.
A being of prescience, one who could see all outcomes before they happened.
A master of light itself, able to twist its essence into destruction or creation.
An absorber of all chakra, rendering most jutsu meaningless before him.
And he had come to this world with a single purpose.
To harvest its power.
And to claim the Six Eyes.
The Divine Tree Awakens
With a single gesture, Kaguyael pressed his hand into the ground.
A moment later—the land screamed.
BOOM.
A massive tree erupted from the earth, its roots tearing through the landscape like hungry serpents.
It grew at an unnatural rate, stretching toward the sky, its branches pulsing with chakra.
The Divine Tree had taken root.
And soon, its chakra fruit would ripen.
The world's energy, its life force, would belong to him.
Kaguyael turned his gaze toward the horizon.
Toward Konoha.
Toward Gojo Satoru.
His prevision had shown him the truth—
The Six Eyes were a power that even the Ōtsutsuki gods had failed to attain.
But once he claimed them—he would surpass Shibai Ōtsutsuki himself.
Konoha Feels the Tremor
The moment the Divine Tree was planted, the world felt it.
In Konoha, Hashirama staggered, gripping his chest.
Tobirama's eyes widened as he turned toward the source of the energy.
And Gojo—
Gojo grinned.
"Well… this just got interesting."
A God Walks the Earth
As Kaguyael floated above the land, his voice echoed across the world—calm, serene, yet carrying an undeniable authority.
"Gojo Satoru."
The name was spoken, not as a challenge, not as a threat—
But as a fact.
A statement of destiny.
"You will kneel before me."
And with that, he vanished—
Heading straight for Konoha.