Lord Tenji

"What are you even talking about?" Majin asked the man with silver hair, his confusion clear as he struggled to grasp the man's meaning.

"Like I said, it's hard to explain," the man replied. He waved his hand, and a chair materialized out of thin air. He sat down smoothly, an air of ancient wisdom surrounding him. "I am you, but from ten thousand years ago."

"But it's just that I reincarnated into you," he continued, trying to clarify.

"Just think of it like the reincarnation of Asura and Indra, who have reincarnated countless times and always ended up fighting each other," the man with silver hair explained further, hoping to shed some light on the complex situation. "And all of them share the same soul."

"This is even more confusing," Majin interrupted, his frustration mounting as he still couldn't make sense of what the man in front of him was saying.

If he was indeed him from ten thousand years ago, how could he and Majin be the same if both of them shared the same soul? And how could he have reincarnated as Majin and be in front of him at the same time?

Sensing Majin's swirling thoughts—since both were the same entity in this mind space—the man with silver hair tried a different approach. "You've watched the Naruto anime, right? You know how Naruto and Sasuke are the reincarnations of Asura and Indra, just like Madara and Hashirama were?" he asked, connecting the dots to something familiar.

"But even though they could revive Madara and Hashirama using the Edo Tensei jutsu while Naruto and Sasuke were still alive... it's because each reincarnation develops a spirit that reflects the personality of that particular reincarnation, and the Edo Tensei revives that spirit of Madara and Hashirama," the man explained.

"But not everyone can develop it, as not everyone are reincarnations of higher beings like you... And I am just a spirit of you from ten thousand years ago," the man with silver hair continued, trying to simplify his explanation for Majin.

"So... you and I aren't the same?" Majin asked, still puzzled, struggling to grasp how a spirit could be the same as a soul.

"I am you... Dumbshit!" the man with silver hair retorted with a hint of irritation, clearly annoyed by Majin's slow uptake.

"Look... I am different... Okay? I am you, and you are me."

"So, yo- I mean, we were an Otsutsuki?" Majin asked, driven by curiosity. He noted that the man in front of him didn't resemble an Otsutsuki, as although he lacked horns or the characteristic paper-white skin, and certainly didn't look unattractive( Ugly bitch), But he still had silver hair and purple eyes and he just seems like a arrogant young master to majin

"Nah... Don't compare this deity to those inferior creatures," the man with silver hair said dismissively before adding, "They are just bed warmers."

Hearing this, Majin was a bit taken aback. Even though he knew that this world was an alternate universe, the Otsutsukis are perhaps the most powerful clan in existence—they could outmatch anyone in the annals of shinobi history if they used their intelligence instead of acting like mindless fools.

According to Majin, those Otsutsuki were just arrogant fools. Despite their immortality, they consistently underestimated their enemies, leading to severe defeats, which seemed downright foolish to him. Why couldn't they simply gauge the strength of their adversaries?

"So... you're saying you're my past reincarnation?" Majin inquired, seeking clarity from the man in front of him.

"I am you," the man with silver hair replied calmly.

"So... you aren't from the past?" Majin asked, puzzled. If the man with silver hair was really him, then what was he doing in the past?

"Listen here... You dumbass!" The man with silver hair lost his cool for a moment before explaining, "You, from the future, traveled to the past, and that's why I am you and you are me."

Hearing this, Majin asked another question, driven by a mix of skepticism and curiosity. "So, what was 'our' name in the past?" Although everything seemed nonsensical(Bullshit in simple terms), he couldn't help but believe the man.

"Oh! Our name was 'Lord Tenji,'" the man with silver hair revealed.

{A/N: Lord Tenji: The Otsutsuki Clapper}