Hey guys this Primordial Sage God here. I kept thinking about this idea a lot. So this story came to mind and I decided to write about. Tell me what you think of the prologue.
Summary:
What if Hagoromo had finally noticed Black Zetsu? What if he had done something to help stop his mother from being revived or at least delay it? In this story you'll get to see what happens when he does.
'Thinking'
"Talking"
'Demon thinking'
"Demon talking"
"Jutsu"
These Dreams are Made Real
'A time for change has finally come.' A mysterious individual had thought, while floating in the space between life and death. This mysterious individual was Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki, a tall and pale-skinned man, who had deep wrinkles and a strong jawline. He had spiky, shoulder-length, pale brown hair, with a chin-length, braided lock hanging in front of his left ear. He also sported a goatee. Hagoromo had a pair of horn-like protrusions extending from either side of his forehead. He also had a red Rinnegan-like marking in the center of his forehead. Hagoromo wore a white, full-length kimono with a pattern of six black magatama around a high collar, beneath which, he wore a necklace which was also made up of six black magatama. On the back of his kimono was a larger, black Rinnegan marking with a pattern of nine magatama arranged in three rows of three beneath it.
Looking at the world and what was currently going on in front of his eyes he had grown tired of this brotherly feud between his sons. It was time to stop his sons and set things right.
'Hmmm, What was that creature?' Hagoromo asks himself as he floated there in limbo. He noticed something. Something black from his view as he gazed into the shinobi world. Whatever it was it too was watching the battle.
Right now he was watching the current incarnations of his sons', Hashirama and Madara, battle to the death. He noticed the battle was starting to come to a close. He had been sadden by the fact that Indra's and Ashura's reincarnations battle had led to one of his other children, Kurama, to be used to fight.
His eyes had went back to the creature. His rinnegan piercing through said creature. He had wondered why it was there. As Hagoromo looked, he also prodded said creature with his chakra. It felt familiar to him. His eyes had widened, this chakra had felt like his mother's. No one else should be able to have similar chakra to his mother unless they were related to her. He had began thinking of what of the creature might be.
'What could this creature be?'
'Could it be part of the Gedō?'
'Could it be part of mother?'
He had asked these to himself.
'Whatever the creature is, it seems to watching the current Indra and Ashura incarnation.' He thought to himself.
Hagoromo had noticed that the battle was finally over. He looked to see that Ashura's incarnation had beaten Indra's. He knew that the death would lead to them being reincarnated and the cycle would start all over. Though he also knew that the black creature would also be watching the next Indra and Ashura incarnations. He would wait until them.