The chamber pulsed with a faint golden glow from the seals binding him. Momoshiki's pale eyes flickered toward the fractured sky above, where Earth’s pale moon cast a weak light.

"This world is a mockery," he muttered, voice laced with disdain. "A crumbling shell teeming with mortals too blind to see their insignificance. Such a pitiful existence."

The oppressive silence was broken by the faint echo of footsteps. Momoshiki’s gaze snapped toward the sound, his Rinnegan glinting dangerously.

"And now, the insects approach. What is it you seek? A moment of courage, or simply an early end?"