Chapter 111: A Captive Pet and a Mysterious Force
"Raizen, what did you—?" Madara began, staring at the fragments of the stone tablet.
"I know what was written on it," Raizen interrupted, his voice firm. "This creature grew desperate. He altered the inscription so its corrupted message could be read even without the Mangekyō. It seems our alliance has disrupted his plans severely."
"What did it say?" Madara pressed, his curiosity piqued now that the object was destroyed.
"The path to eternal power," Raizen stated flatly. "But you don't need that anymore. And you should never use the technique it hinted at. You are the Hokage now; your path is different. Besides, the original wisdom was destroyed by this thing long ago. All that remained were his lies, which are worthless."
He gestured dismissively at the pile of rubble.
"Fine. So, this thing… should we kill it?" Madara asked, turning his predatory gaze back to the sealed and writhing form of Black Zetsu.
"Kill me?" Zetsu's voice was a mocking screech from within the glowing prison. "Hahaha! You could try for ten thousand years and still fail! You possess no means to end my existence!"
"You arrogant—!" Madara snarled.
"He's right, in a way," Raizen conceded, a cunning smile playing on his lips. "We can't kill him. Not like this. But someone else can."
The confidence in Raizen's voice made the trapped Zetsu squirm with a sudden, unfamiliar dread. He was supposed to be immortal, a persistent will across millennia. Yet this Uchiha spoke with a certainty that shook his very core.
"Who?" Madara demanded.
"The Uzumaki clan," Raizen announced. "And I could as well, but I'd rather not expend the effort right now."
"The Uzumaki Clan?!" both Madara and Zetsu exclaimed in unison, one in confusion, the other in dawning horror.
"Really, you two are in sync," Raizen deadpanned. "But yes, the Uzumaki. They possess a technique called the Dead Demon Consuming Seal. It summons the Shinigami itself. I don't know the exact nature of that entity, but I am certain that technique could unmake even this parasitic consciousness."
Zetsu fell silent, his form trembling visibly within the seal. He could no longer hide his fear. The Sharingan was keenly attuned to emotion, and both Uchiha could feel the shift from arrogance to terror.
"However," Raizen continued, "I have no desire to sacrifice one of our elite shinobi just to be rid of you. This is merely one of your bodies. Your death would be… inconvenient, but not fatal to your overall plan. Isn't that right?" He turned his gaze fully on Zetsu. "And Madara, your eyes…"
"They are fine," Madara said curtly, understanding the unspoken question.
"A pity. If you had—"
"I already know what you're going to propose," Madara cut him off, his tone final. "And my answer is no. I have no need for that kind of power now. This matter is closed."
With that, Madara turned and strode from the chamber, leaving Raizen alone with his captive.
"Stubborn as ever," Raizen muttered. "Well then, you. You're going to be my pet for a while." He produced a special chakra-conductive chain and began to securely bind the sealed Zetsu.
"You insolent fool! I am Black Zetsu! I am the—!"
"Silence!" Raizen commanded, his voice dropping to a deadly whisper. "Be obedient, or I will find an Uzumaki and make you the Shinigami's lunch."
The threat hung in the air, effective and absolute. Zetsu fell silent. Raizen hoisted the bound creature and left the ancestral hall.
In a hidden, watery dimension far from the Land of Fire, a council was taking place.
"Are you certain?" a voice echoed in the damp chamber.
"Yes. The vessel is nearly ready. And the previous 'Hilt' has already chosen its master. We have located its position. Leader, shall we…?"
"Not yet," a calm, authoritative voice replied. "Wait until the remaining two Hilts are present. In the meantime, this trend of building villages is… interesting. They have Fire. Let us have Water."
"But that man…"
"If he is compliant, let him be the Mizukage. If he is not… remove him. I believe he has a son. If the father dies, the son will do. Very well, 'Beidou,' the matter of the Hilt is yours to handle. Use your discretion."
"I understand. There is little to do here anyway," a new voice, deep and resonant, answered before fading away.
"How intriguing," the leader mused to the empty chamber. "I did not expect this world to be so entertaining. But then again, it is precisely this kind of place that they would choose, isn't it?" His form slowly dissolved into the mist.
Back in Konoha, Uchiha Raizen was unaware of these distant machinations. He was in his home, finally opening the system's Level 9 upgrade package. His daily pickup count had increased to twenty-seven. He was getting closer to the coveted tenth level.
"System," he commanded internally. "Open the upgrade package."
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