Two meteorites.
Is this your limit?
Kurama smiled with disdain.
"Too weak," he scoffed. "You call that raindrops?"
Nagato didn't respond. He remained focused, intent on observing just how long Kurama could maintain this arrogant posture.
These weren't mere rocks—they were compressed desert sand and dust, compacted into massive boulders by the force of his Shinra Tensei and Chibaku Tensei combined. Even a hidden village would be decimated under one of them.
Now there were two.
To remain so composed... it wasn't confidence. It was insult.
Insult to the Rinnegan.
Rinnegan—the very eye of the Sage of Six Paths.
An eye born of divine will, now scoffed at.
Nagato's rage ignited.
The twin meteorites plummeted.
Kurama raised a hand lazily.
"Lava Style: Tailed Beast Bomb."
"Boil Style: Tailed Beast Bomb."
Two monstrous spheres burst forth—one glowing with volcanic heat, the other bubbling with corrosive steam.
BOOM.
The desert trembled. The sky cracked open with thunder.
Kurama's twin Tailed Beast Bombs smashed through the meteorites mid-air. Rock and molten glass scattered across the dunes.
Nagato's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Impossible..."
The sheer power—his Chibaku Tensei, undone.
"Just one Nine Tails Jinchūriki can do this?!"
No, not just any Jinchūriki. A perfect Jinchūriki. One in complete harmony with the tailed beast. And worse—this wasn't even the extent of Kurama's power.
Kurama casually dusted his palms.
"That all you got? Any more toys, bring 'em out."
Nagato's blood boiled.
He had once overwhelmed Hanzo the Salamander. A man once revered as the demigod of the shinobi world. Even crippled and confined to a mechanical rig, he'd bested one of the greatest. If his legs had functioned then, Hanzo would've died that day.
And now?
He was being clowned.
Mocked.
The son of prophecy.
The man Jiraiya once believed would bring balance to the world.
Nagato's expression twisted into something primal.
His voice cracked from the sheer pitch of rage.
"Kurama!!!"
Kurama cocked a brow.
"Yo, what now?"
"Summoning Jutsu: Demonic Statue of the Outer Path!"
The ground quaked.
A massive monstrosity emerged.
The Gedo Statue.
A grotesque, eyeless behemoth—once the empty husk of the Ten Tails.
Kurama's eyes twinkled with mischief.
"So you're the bastard cage that trapped us for centuries."
He grinned.
Chains erupted from his body—gleaming, golden chains formed of pure sealing chakra.
"Adamantine Sealing Chains!"
Dozens—no, hundreds—lashed outward, binding the Gedo Statue like a spider cocooning prey.
Before Nagato could react, Kurama's form twisted.
Nine tails rose.
Then one more. Then two. Then eight.
One Tail. Two Tails. Three. Up to Eight.
Each tail shimmered with distinct chakra.
The other Tailed Beasts had answered.
Tails intertwined. Wrapped.
Pulled.
In a single motion, the Gedo Statue was yanked toward Kurama—and vanished into his core.
Nagato stood motionless, dumbfounded.
[Ding! Congratulations to Host: Integrating Gedo Statue.]
[A: 0.01%... 0.05%... 10%... 41%... 62%... 81%... 100%]
[Integration Complete.]
Nagato blinked.
"...What just happened?"
He looked around, stunned.
His trump card—gone.
"Kurama! What the hell did you do?!"
Kurama cracked his neck.
"You blind with those ripple eyes? I absorbed it."
Nagato stared, slack-jawed.
He had seen it happen—but couldn't comprehend it.
Chains. Tails. Chakra.
And then—gone.
Pulled into Kurama like it was a damn snack.
And those tails—he saw more than Nine.
Tails from the other Bijuu. Matatabi's two. Isobu's three. Gyūki's eight.
All of them.
Why?
Why did this man have access to all of them?
He wasn't supposed to be anything more than Nine Tails' Jinchūriki.
Was this even possible?
Could one man be Jinchūriki of all Tailed Beasts?
Nagato trembled.
"You... you absorbed the Gedo Statue?!"
Kurama smirked.
"If not me, then who?"
Nagato staggered backward.
He thought the tailed beasts were sealed away. Hidden, protected. Maybe stored somewhere in Konoha under heavy guard.
But no.
They were here.
All of them—inside Kurama.
Kurama wasn't just a Jinchūriki.
He was a damn Bijuu collector.
A one-man armageddon.
"You can use the power of all the Tailed Beasts?!"
Kurama stretched his arms and yawned.
"What do you think, genius?"
Nagato's mind reeled.
He was played. Tricked. Toyed with.
The intel the masked man gave him was garbage.
Worthless.
This wasn't a mere host of the Nine Tails.
This was someone the world hadn't seen before.
He felt like a damn clown.
And he was starting to believe that Infinite Tsukuyomi… might never happen.
Kurama had that look again.
That smug, condescending grin.
"By the way," he said casually. "I'm not Nine Tails' Jinchūriki."
Nagato blinked.
"You're not...?"
Kurama's grin widened.
"Because I am Nine Tails."
Nagato's mouth fell open.
Kurama chuckled as realization crashed into him.
He hadn't been fighting the Jinchūriki.
He'd been fighting the Bijuu himself.
An evolved, sentient, humanoid form of Kurama—the Nine Tailed Fox.
Not just a vessel.
The original.
Terror swelled in Nagato's chest.
The war he waged was lost before it even began.
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