Night fell.
Pfft!
A nimble figure, without any flashy moves.
He dodged the Shuriken's attack and swung his long blade at his clansmen, as blood continuously gushed from the necks and chests of various individuals.
It made a sizzling sound.
"Itachi, what are you doing?!"
Someone recognised Itachi and shouted at him.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, their eyes filled with anger, trembling as if something was brewing within them.
And responding to him were a pair of ruthless eyes and the slowly rotating three-tomoe Sharingan.
Whoosh!
A Kunai plunged into his chest.
There were also Uchiha Jonin who wanted to stop Uchiha Itachi, but at crucial moments, a figure suddenly appeared behind them, making them misjudge that Itachi was alone, only to be killed by the combined efforts of two individuals.
"Oh my, oh my, we can't let you make too much noise."
The Masked Man said mockingly after he finished his attack.
With a blade in hand, he slashed from south to north.
Uchiha Tong and his grandmother heard the commotion and came out of the house, seeing those indifferent eyes and the corpses on the ground.
A surge of immense anger flooded their hearts, and their eyes angrily activated the Sharingan.
His grandmother was even more enraged; she limped forward, leaning on her cane, and charged, raising her cane to strike Uchiha Itachi: "You bastard, what are you doing?!"
Pfft!
"I'm sorry, Grandma," Itachi whispered to her, his long blade piercing her body.
Sizzle!
Bang!
The long blade was pulled out, blood gushed, and his grandmother fell to the ground.
"Grandma!"
Uchiha Tong roared, looking up, his one-tomoe Sharingan angrily evolving into a two-tomoe.
"You bastard!"
Clang! Clang!
Uchiha Tong picked up the Shuriken from the ground and attacked Uchiha Itachi with a flurry of strikes.
The Shuriken embedded in Itachi's body, slitting his throat.
Only after seeing Itachi fall did Uchiha Tong stop his attack, running to his grandmother's side and wailing loudly.
Then he lost consciousness.
The scene shifted.
After activating his two-tomoe Sharingan, Uchiha Tong remained motionless.
Until Itachi gently came before him and ended his life with a Katana.
That child, filled with obsession, who hadn't yet completed his desire to beat that person, passed away in sorrow.
"What a heartless person, what a terrifying fellow," the Masked Man muttered as he watched the scene.
...
Outside the Uchiha Clan compound.
Countless figures completely sealed off the surroundings, tightly encircling everything within.
Danzo waited quietly.
He couldn't obtain the power of the Rinnegan.
But the Sharingan would be his main power in the future.
...
Thump, thump, thump!
Sasuke walked quickly along the road, his ominous premonition growing stronger.
It made him unable to stop his steps.
When he returned to his clan, all he saw were corpses.
His pupils constricted, and his face was filled with panic and confusion.
"How could this happen?"
With worry and terror, Sasuke quickly walked towards his home; along the way, there was a battlefield of Shuriken and Kunai, and corpses everywhere.
Ninja and ordinary people, all lay in pools of blood.
Thump, thump, thump!
In this situation, his steps became heavy.
The joy of his recent progress in training was completely overridden by terror.
...
"Brother, no, don't kill me."
"Hate me, despise me."
...
On the road outside Konoha.
Uchiha Itachi looked back at Konoha, then quickly left with the Masked Man.
He had no intention of engaging the Konoha pursuit team.
...
"No, brother, don't kill me."
Sasuke woke up from his nightmare; what met his eyes was a white room, and he was lying on a bed.
In front of him, another white figure was tidying something, and hearing his words, she turned her head to look at him.
"You've woken up. Your body is still very weak, so don't move around too much."
This was a hospital nurse, who spoke to Sasuke.
"What... happened to me..." Scenes flashed through Sasuke's mind.
The corpses on the ground, the scene full of Ninja tools, and his brother walking out from in front of his parents.
His brother, who wanted to kill him.
He couldn't believe it was real.
"You, well, you just consumed too much Chakra, leading to physical weakness. You just need to rest for a while and you'll be fine.
Don't overuse Chakra in the future, or it will weaken your body."
The nurse was very gentle and smiled at Sasuke.
"I... was asking what happened to the Uchiha?" Upon hearing this, Sasuke already realised that his experience last night was real.
But he still held a sliver of hope.
"Uchiha?" The nurse's smile also fell upon hearing this: "Uchiha Itachi annihilated the clan and defected from Konoha. You are the last survivor."
Before dawn today, all Ninja in Konoha received the notification that the genius Ninja of the Uchiha, for unknown reasons, annihilated his clan and defected.
She knew Sasuke was not in a good mood and didn't dare to provoke him too much.
"Why... why... why..."
Sasuke sat up, his legs drawn up, his hands wrapped around them, continuously muttering.
The one-tomoe Sharingan appeared in his eyes.
Emotions he had never experienced surged into Sasuke's heart.
He didn't understand why that genius brother, the brother who taught him Ninja knowledge, who carried him home when he was tired, who picked him up from school every day, would do such a thing?
Why did he kill his uncles, aunts, grandmother, and his parents?
Why?
Why?
Why?
His fists clenched tightly.
Besides his confusion about the event, there was an unspeakable terror.
Why didn't he kill him?
Was it so he could live in hatred?
Although Sasuke's emotions were turbulent, he knew that no matter the reason,
The fact that his brother killed everyone in the clan would not change.
The fact that he killed his parents would not change either.
"I will kill him."
His peripheral vision fell on the cabinet beside the bed, where his school bag was placed.
With a sorrowful look, he picked up the bag.
From inside, he took out a figurine, one he had specially spent a lot of money to custom-order from the Bad Uncle, a figurine of his brother.
His eyes were resolute.
He squeezed the figurine tightly in his right hand, wanting to destroy it, to vent the various emotions in his heart.
It remained unmoved.
The figurine showed no deformation at all; it was very sturdy.
He added another hand, using both hands with force, enhanced by Chakra.
It remained unmoved.
The figurine still wasn't damaged, completely intact.
"Hmm? What are you doing?
Take your medicine first."
The nurse brought over a bowl of herbal soup.
Sasuke didn't reply; he pulled out a Kunai from his bag and stabbed it at the figurine.
Pfft!
This time there was a sound, a slight noise, then the Kunai scraped, but the figurine still had no damage whatsoever.
"Damn it."
Sasuke's resolute gaze was now only filled with anger.
And the figurine of Itachi in his hand, with its upturned lips, seemed to mock him, saying, "You are still too weak; you can't even destroy a figurine."
Bang! Bang!
Sasuke angrily threw the figurine away; it hit the wall and bounced to the floor.
The figurine of Itachi's eyes were still looking at him.
"I can't even destroy a figurine, but I won't give up.
One day, I will kill you." Sasuke was enraged by his own weakness.
Then he took the medicine from the nurse and drank it in one gulp.
Only when his body recovered could he resume training, then become stronger and kill him.