My name is Kaguya Otsutsuki. Yes, it is the goddess of Mao, the ancestor of chakra, who was sealed in the moon for a thousand years by her two biological sons.
A thousand years. I couldn't move, I couldn't speak, I couldn't even roll my eyes. I can only watch helplessly as my chakra is divided into nine beasts, watch the peace I planted with my own hands turn into the chaos of the Warring States Period, watch my unfilial grandsons fight around, die and live, live and die again.
Extremely boring.
So I ran.
Using the little bit of escape I had accumulated over a thousand years, I stuffed myself into the body of a newborn girl from the Hyuga family. I have a caged bird on my forehead, and the genealogy reads "separate families and miscellaneous soldiers." Even the crooked-necked tree in the yard has a higher status than me.
It doesn't matter.
When I, Kaguya Otsutsuki, fell from the sky, I had nothing.
What happened next?
Later, I planted the sacred tree, ate the fruits, and made the whole world kneel and sing "Conquer."
This time, I don't plan to eat the fruit. Too cheap. I want to use these white eyes to retrieve all the forgotten arts, all the buried truths, and all the tampered history over the past thousand years.
By the way, look at what kind of trash my two big boys have passed on their chakra to.
Also - I have to keep a closer eye this time and don't raise two more rebellious boys.
After all, being sealed by your son is enough to embarrass you once.
Reader comments
It's okay, but does it have CP? Cp is that Hyuga Hizashi, right? Deduct one point for this.
New flavor, very interesting. It's pretty good-looking, and the writing is good. It's not the kind of primary school student writing I've seen before.
It's okay, but does it have CP? Cp is that Hyuga Hizashi, right? Deduct one point for this.
New flavor, very interesting. It's pretty good-looking, and the writing is good. It's not the kind of primary school student writing I've seen before.