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For a long, long moment Daiki stared.
Then he smiled, "No."
"No…?" Hagoromo's jaw actually dropped, such was his shock at the refusal, "You…are denying it?"
"Yup." Daiki nodded, his eyes still settled on the mans palms. The markings on his palms were absurd. Seals of the highest level. Two halves of the same whole.
The Six Paths Yang Seal.
The Six Paths Yin Seal.
When used in tandem, they formed the Six Paths: Chibaku Tensei. A seal so potent, it made the plain Rinnegan version of the Chibaku Tensei and the Eight Trigrams Seal, the pinnacle of Bijuu sealing techniques, look paltry.
They were truly absurd. And if not for his forming of a Truth Seeking Ball through Izanagi, and learning just how the Creation of All Things and Yin-Yang style worked, he wouldn't be able to even comprehend a single percentage of these seals.
"Why?" Hagoromo asked, "You...are not the type to deny power. You, are as power hungry as one can possibly be. Think carefully, this is power considered by many, to be godlike. This is the same power the one known as Madara Uchiha has planned so long to achieve. Power enough to match and surpass my mother, right here and now."
"I know." Daiki nodded. His eyes drifted to the mass of void black spheres floating around the man as he looked at Daiki in shock. Nine of them, ten in total counting the one formed into his Rikudo staff.
Just them together, with a single swing could obliterate a planet. And that was just the very basics of the power available to the god like man floating in the air before him.
"Not to be arrogant, but I am worshipped as a god," Hagoromo furrowed his brows, "Inheriting my power, and becoming my successor. You would inherit such worship, you would be considered a god on Earth."
"And what is a god, compared to the Hokage?" Daiki raised a brow challengingly, crossing his arms.
Because, in the end. That was what it truly came down to. He, was the Hokage. He had a duty to Konoha before anything else. As the Hokage, he would see to the prosperity of Konoha and its people above all else.
Inheriting the mantle of the Sage of Six Paths, and his power. Would mean he'd accept the duty of being the Sage of Six Paths as well. And that was counter intuitive. Because, what Hagoromo desired, was far more broad in scope than Konoha.
If it was just him? He'd accept. But it wasn't just him. Konoha was far more important, than mere godlike power.
After all, he would obtain godlike power regardless in time.
"…The Hokage?" Hagoromo stared at him in disbelief, "I realise of course, you take a lot of pride in being the Hokage at your age. I have saw as such. And the Hokage that have come before you, have been great and powerful men. But they do not come close to my strength, not even Hashirama Senju. Do you believe, being the Hokage makes you more powerful than me? I confess, I am truly baffled."
"It's not about power, or strength or experience or any of that crap," Daiki tilted his chin defiantly and smirked, "If you and I fought right now, do you know what would happen?"
"A one sided contest of strength." Hagoromo replied easily, chuckling lightly.
"Yes, it's good you agree," Daiki nodded, "I'd win."
"No…I'm fairly certain you would not…" Hagoromo trailed off, looking oddly shocked and disturbed at Daiki's reply.
Yes, he was sure such a thing would confuse the man. Or God. Either or, it did not matter.
"I would." Daiki repeated firmly, fully confident.
The man did not say it. He did not need to. To be ones successor, meant inheriting everything. Perhaps, he was fine with Daiki's view of peace over his own in choosing him, but the caveat would always be that the power came with Hagoromo's influence to some degree.
The man existed beyond life and death. He would not simply leave just because he gifted Daiki his power.
He would not allow anyone, not even the Sage of Six Paths to hover over his shoulder and question what he did or did not do.
The Hokage was just not the ultimate guardian of the Leaf Village, an undefeatable sentinel of might. The worlds greatest warrior.
The Hokage, was also the worlds greatest dictator.
"…Where does such supreme confidence come from?" Hagoromo stared at him in disbelief, "With a single swing of my arm, I could rend this planet from existence. With a clap of my hands, I can create dimensions and breathe life into stars. I can see every move you make, minutes before you even make them. With a thought, no attack you make could harm me, with a blink time itself will stop. Creation itself bows before me, and you believe you could defeat me if we did battle?"
"Not a single doubt," Daiki shrugged and smirked, uncrossing his arms and pointing at the God before him, "A mere God could never hope to defeat the Hokage."
To even consider such a possibility, would be to say he could not protect Konoha from any threat. But, as Hokage, there was no threat he could not defeat.
That was the existence he'd become ever since that fateful walk down those winding stairs into the Hokage training ground, and took the Sandaime's words to heart, to soul.
He truly didn't know the full scope of Hagoromo's power. But, he did know, if it came down it. If he was willing to sacrifice his life and burn out like a star, like the Hokage before him, then he had the ability to defeat Six Paths Madara.
And there were ways around even when his life burned out.
He refused to believe he could not defeat the God standing before him.
"I see…this is not merely a differing in view point," Hagoromo narrowed his eyes, staring deep into Daiki's eyes, searching, "This…is a difference in our realities. How, dreadful. Is that the weight that comes with becoming Hokage? If so, I truly have underestimated it. What a sad place my world has become, for a child to gain such a burden upon his shoulders. How lamentable."
He sighed, "You are too bright, blinding even, I see that now," God shook his head mournfully, "In the face of such shining resolve, I can only look away."
He turned his head, and the inner world faded away, replaced once more by reality, finding himself once more standing in his office, staring at his door.
Daiki stared at his door blankly for a few moments, "It's not yours any more old man," he said softly, shaking his head. He lifted his hand, palm towards the ceiling, "This world, is in the palm of my hand now."
And the name of that world.
Would one day be: Konoha.
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Omake:
A list of things Daiki would say in a conversation with Boruto
1: Sit fucking properly, why the fuck are you lounging half on, half of it boy?
2: Why is your shirt only tucked in at one side? And why is it so rumpled? Ever heard of a fucking iron boy?
3: Oh no probably not, you've always had mommy to clean up after your scrawny ass.
4: Open your fucking eye when I'm talking to you boy. You don't look cool, you look like a clown.
5: There is no way you're trying to aura farm while wearing three quarter lengths.
6: Tie one of your fucking belts properly, I don't wanna see your unwashed crack you filthy fuck.
7: Stop pouting your duck lips at me.
8: What's with that cloak? It's two sizes too big for you. Can't you afford proper fitting clothes?
9: Why are you holding your sword like that? You limp wristed little bitch.
10: Fucking hell, when was the last time you bathed you smelly, scrawny little shit?