For those of who heard about the hero of The Fourth Ninja War, should rethink who the hero actually was. ME! BLACK ZETSU! I was the manifestation of my Mother and used that petty naive Madara to bring her back. But, I would like to dive in deeper, behind the story, my story. Before there was those brat grandsons of hers, Indra and Asura, there was MY clan and my universe. Not the universe that you all know of, but an alternate universe where I, BLACK ZETSU, is the ancestor of powerful descendants.
I, BLACK ZETSU, the manifestation of pure chakra itself only can create some of the strongest descendents. Now I'm not one of those ancestors that gets involved and tries to make peace amongst my descendents. In fact, I'm more of the onlooker. My descendents have mastered various forms of chakra. For instance, opening new levels of the Sharingan. Also, being able being able to open all eight gates without worrying about a tear in their body. However, with this power comes great responsibility, some of which my brainless descendents don't have. These are the stories about the events that took place in this universe, shaping the very foundation of the ninja world itself. Most of these events are told by the perspective of the individual that was affected the most. Hey! Why would you think I would tell such events? Like I said, I'm the onlooker. So, with that being said, I want you to understand that these events can be pretty extreme, whoever said the ninja world was a peaceful place. HAHAHA!
