The laboratory beneath Kakashi's mansion buzzed with quiet energy, illuminated by soft white lights. Advanced sealing arrays carved into the stone glowed faintly. It was a sanctuary of power, intellect, and secrecy.
Kakashi stood at the center, shirtless, his godlike body emanating quiet dominance. His silver hair fell gently over his brow, and though his Rinnegan were currently turned off, his presence carried divine pressure.
Around him stood the old legends of Konoha, Hashirama Senju, Tobirama Senju, Minato Namikaze, and the Orochimaru clone. All of them had been brought here under Kakashi's request.
On a raised platform nearby, the unconscious body of Madara Uchiha lay, perfectly preserved in a stasis field.
Kakashi turned toward the others and raised his right palm. A spiral glow emitted from it as the shinjutsu-enhanced Genesis mark shimmered into being.
Then, without a word, he called upon Obito's Kamui, his old friend's legacy, still sealed in his possession. The air distorted, and from a swirling black portal, Obito's sharingan appeared before him.
The others watched in silence as Kakashi closed his fingers around it.
A single hum echoed through the lab.
He devoured it.
The Kamui sharingan sank into his palm, disappearing completely as the genesis shinjutsu on his hand pulsed. Kakashi's eyelids fluttered for a moment, and a sharp pull tugged at his mind. His consciousness extended into a new dimension, the warped, alternate space Obito once controlled.
"The Kamui dimension," he murmured. "Now it's fully mine."
A moment later, he walked toward Madara's body. Hashirama's expression turned solemn. He looked down at the face of his old friend with a complex mix of sorrow, guilt, and uncertainty.
"Time to wake up," Kakashi said as he placed two fingers on Madara's forehead.
A ripple passed through the room.
Madara's eyes opened.
The first thing he saw was Kakashi's calm expression.
"Hmph," Madara grunted. "Come to gloat, have you? The loser lying broken before the new god."
"No," Kakashi said quietly. "I came to show you the truth of this world."
Without warning, Kakashi raised his left hand and activated a genjutsu so profound it reached into the very fabric of memory.
In an instant, he pulled Madara, Minato, Hashirama, Tobirama, and the Orochimaru clone into an illusion space.
The space shimmered into a massive projection of history. The truth of the ninja world unfolded before them in full clarity, far beyond what had ever been allowed by the world's natural laws.
It began with the Shinju, the divine tree, planted by alien gods, and nurtured by blood. They saw the fruit devoured by Kaguya, her divine transformation, and the eventual betrayal of humanity.
Her sons, Hagoromo and Hamura, sealed her, creating the moon and splitting the Ten-Tails.
Then came the manipulation.
They watched as Black Zetsu, Kaguya's will, crept into the world unnoticed. It forged the legend of the Sage, twisted the truths of chakra, and secretly corrupted the Uchiha stone tablet.
They saw Black Zetsu whisper into Madara's ears, feeding lies. They saw White Zetsu, humans twisted by the Infinite Tsukuyomi, born of shinju's body, serving as his army.
They saw how Madara's dream of peace had been turned into a puppet's stage. How the wars, the divisions, the very hatred that forged shinobi clans were the fruits of one entity's will.
They saw the Otsutsuki clan, aliens who devoured worlds. Cold, calculating parasites, descending like locusts to feed on chakra. Kaguya had been the first. The others would come. They always came.
The illusion faded.
Silence reigned.
Madara's eyes were wide. His breath came in quiet, shallow draws. For a long time, he didn't speak.
Then, his fists clenched.
"I…" His voice was a whisper. "I was the pawn all along…"
He laughed bitterly, the sound empty. "I called others pawns… and I, who thought myself the god, was a puppet to a parasite."
He fell to his knees.
"Everything… my fight with Hashirama, the Moon's Eye Plan, the wars… all of it. A joke. A curse."
Hashirama stepped forward gently, placing a hand on Madara's shoulder.
"I didn't know either," he said softly. "None of us did."
Kakashi gave them a moment, then his Genesis Seal pulsed. "There's one more thing."
The lab flickered again as Kakashi transported them into his Genesis Space.
The black void opened before them.
On the horizon of this metaphysical world was a glowing white sphere. And beside it, lounging on a floating bed, surrounded by books and glowing symbols, was the Rabbit Goddess.
Kaguya Otsutsuki.
Her presence was divine. Ethereal. She wore a silken white robe and her eyes flicked lazily toward them.
Her gaze sharpened.
"You brought visitors?" she asked coldly, glaring at Kakashi.
The five men were frozen. Seeing her, the being of myth, now proven real, took their breath away.
"That's…" Minato whispered.
"The Rabbit Goddess," Tobirama finished grimly.
Kaguya's eyes landed on them one by one.
She scoffed. "Weak," she said to Minato and Tobirama.
She turned to Hashirama and Madara.
"Children of Hagoromo," she sneered. "His seed, endlessly reincarnating across history. A pathetic legacy. Peace eluded you because Hagoromo was blind. He sealed me… and then poisoned the world with his foolish compassion."
Hashirama looked away, unsure how to answer.
Madara opened his mouth, but Kaguya silenced him with a look. "You were never more than the shadows of my son's failure. You inherited their rivalry, their pettiness. This world was chaos the moment you were born."
Then she returned to her reading, dismissing them entirely.
Kakashi gave a soft chuckle and led the group out of the Genesis Space.
Back in the lab, Madara stood with a brooding frown.
"Why do you keep that woman around?" he asked sharply, obviously Kaguya's words had gotten to him.
Kakashi's smirk was subtle. "She tried to take over my body after I devoured the Ten-Tails. She failed. Now, she's… here."
He crossed his arms. "I believe she'll be useful. Especially when the other Otsutsuki arrive."
Madara grunted, but said nothing more.
Kakashi turned to them all.
"There's something I want to share with you," he said. "An idea."
The men looked up, curious.
"I'm forming a new system. Not one ruled by five nations and their Daimyō. But one unified under a single authority. I call it the United Shinobi Federation."
The others absorbed his words.
"I've already replaced the other Daimyō and officials with my clones, spore clones from White Zetsu's abilities. Transformed. Perfectly in place. Their power, influence, and signatures are mine now."
"You've already done it?" Minato blinked.
Kakashi nodded. "Fire Country's leadership is entirely mine. Takejiro is my subordinate. The others follow."
Tobirama was silent for a moment, before nodding.
"You've done what I never could." Hashirama looked stunned.
Tobirama on the side rolled his eyes at his elder brother. He knew that his elder brother could do it, but was too much of nice a person to do it.
Madara grinned. "Atta boy," he said with unhidden approval. "That's how you do it. Not with endless speeches about peace. Peace needs control, not prayer, otherwise, there wouldn't be a second and a third war."
Hashirama sulked, sitting on the ground and drawing circles.
Tobirama turned to Madara with narrowed eyes. "How did you even know there was a second and third war? You should've been dead."
Madara smirked. "I lived. I stole Hashirama's cells and awakened the Rinnegan."
Tobirama nodded sagely. "So that's why your body looked like my brother's. I thought you were finally expressing your affection to him in some strange way"
"W-What affection?!" Madara turned red.
"So you do like me after all." Hashirama suddenly laughed.
"I do not!!"
"You do~"
Kakashi, Minato, and the clone stood quietly as the two legends bickered like children.
Kakashi exhaled. "This… is who I'm trusting with world order?"
"At least they're honest." Minato patted his shoulder.
The Orochimaru clone nodded. "Chaos breeds brilliance."
Finally, Kakashi turned back to them, serious once again.
"I'll be calling a meeting to discuss details. To make this public. You five will be by my side."
A pause.
"And then… We'll shape the world anew."