After transmigrating as the Nine-Tails, I once naively believed that humans and tailed beasts could understand one another.
For that reason, I worked tirelessly to help establish Konoha, earning great merit along the way.
But when my true identity was exposed, I finally realized just how naive I'd been to believe that humans and tailed beasts could understand one another.
"Nine-Tails, you're too powerful. I have to seal you!"
To protect the village and preserve a false peace, Senju Hashirama could kill even his former close friend Uchiha Madara, as well as his own family and brothers, without hesitation. How much less would he spare a tailed beast like me, hated and feared by people, and coveted by them?
So there's no need for this thing called understanding anymore.
I, the Nine-Tails, Kurama, will become the god of this shinobi world myself!
