Within Mist Village
The temple stood tall—newly constructed and already revered.
It lacked any statue or idol. No image of a deity.
Only a sacred altar, forged from rare crimson crystal and etched with divine runes.
But it was enough.
Since the spread of Eternal ditation, every villager who practiced it experienced physical changes—more vitality, more clarity, even chakra surges.
The most astonishing case was Master Genji.
A man once on death’s door now walked with strength.
His hair had turned black again. His limbs regained muscle.
He looked decades younger—rejuvenated by faith.
"High Priest," Genji asked respectfully, "when can we begin the next sacrifice? Our village still has a second Tailed Beast. Just say the word—I’ll have it brought before the altar myself."
He had already sent scouts to track the Six-Tails.
Orochimaru raised a hand.
"Not yet."
"Why?" Genji frowned.
"If the gods favor Tailed Beasts, shouldn’t we offer more?"
He was cautious—but suspicious.
Was Orochimaru hoarding divine favor?
Orochimaru chuckled coldly.
"You misunderstand . We’ve already offered two great sacrifices in a short ti."
"We must not beco greedy. We are servants, not beggars."
"From the god’s perspective, even a Tailed Beast is trivial. Sacrificing the Six-Tails now would be no more aningful than tossing a stone into a lake."
He looked toward the heavens.
"No—we must scale our offerings."
"Capture all the remaining Tailed Beasts. Transform the Ninja World into a land of temples and doctrine. That is the kind of offering worthy of ascension."
Genji fell silent.
Then he bowed deeply.
"You’re right, High Priest. I was too narrow-minded. If I displeased the god... no apology would suffice."
Orochimaru smiled faintly.
"So long as you understand."
"And prepare better materials for the next altar. That red crystal? It was cheap. It doesn’t match His divinity."
"Understood! I’ll not disappoint you again."
Genji straightened with renewed vigor.
"What material should we use? I’ll send squads across the continent if I must."
Orochimaru tapped his fingers together.
"The more precious, the better. Rare tals. Divine jade."
"But the true prize... lies elsewhere."
Genji stiffened.
Sothing about Orochimaru’s tone unsettled him.
"Sothing more valuable than jade?"
Orochimaru’s eyes glinted.
"A relic. A Golem—crafted by the Akatsuki, wielded by Pain himself. The one used to hold Tailed Beasts."
"Imagine carving an altar from that."
Genji paled.
"That’s no easy task..."
"No," Orochimaru said, rising, "but it’s mine to handle."
"Your mission is clear: expand. Subjugate nearby nations. And bring back the Six-Tails. Spread the doctrine."
His gaze sharpened.
"Soon, the Akatsuki will see what true power looks like."
"Madara. Pain. Deidara. Sasori... You will all bow before the Eternal God."
"You think you’re gods because you hold Tailed Beasts?"
He sneered.
"Wait until you see one offered to a real god."
Then his thoughts drifted.
To Jiraiya’s student.
"The so-called Child of Prophecy..."
"Little Naruto... we’ll find out if you’re truly destined. If not—" he laughed softly, "—you’ll still make a fine sacrifice."
And as for Tsunade?
"She’s aging, sure... but still unmatched in beauty."
"She’s unmarried. Strong. Loyal."
"A perfect candidate for divine servitude."
He smirked.
"As an old comrade, I’ll treat her fairly. Perhaps... the Eternal God needs a high-ranking maid."
Within the Ten Thousand Realms Chat Group
Ninja Scientist (Orochimaru):
"Good afternoon, everyone. I’ve troubled our Eternal God once more today.
The sacrifice wasn’t grand, but for our world, it was already the pinnacle."
Li Er (Li Shimin):
"Another sacrifice? Damn... It’s only been three days. You’re relentless."
Ninja Scientist:
"Of course. I offered one of our world’s most powerful beasts.
Once I spread the faith across every nation, I’ll step into godhood myself.
That’s His promise to !"
Pirate King of the Caribbean (Jack Sparrow):
"Don’t get too cocky, Orochimaru. I’m preparing sothing too. Heh... won’t be long."
Spirit of the Demon Sword:
"Wait... so you’ve all witnessed divine visions? Heard His voice?"
Pirate King:
"Little miss sword spirit, maybe it’s ti you quit questioning and started ditating.
I heard you’ve been sealed in that blade for millennia—start chanting and maybe you’ll break free."
Spirit of the Demon Sword:
"I... I just don’t want to be tricked. Can you show proof? Maybe a video of your sacrifice?"
[Ninja Scientist has uploaded a file: "Sacrifice of the Three-Tails.mp4"]
The group fell into silence.
The video began to play.
A colossal beast. A crimson altar.
A god descending from the sky like the birth of a second sun.
For Peace (Dragon from One Piece World):
"I’ve started preparing a sacrifice too... Not hiding it anymore."
Ninja Scientist:
"You? You’ve been silent for weeks.
Isn’t your world in as much chaos as Sparrow’s?"
For Peace:
"Exactly. But when I saw the Eternal God... I realized what peace truly requires."
The chat group surged with energy.
There was no more mockery. No more doubt.
Only belief.
The gears of destiny had begun to turn.
One after another, worlds were falling in line—not through war or conquest, but through sacrifice and prayer.
The Eternal God didn’t conquer.
He was invited.
And soon, there would be no world untouched by His na.
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