Being alive was a stretch of information.
The information that could fill a person's soul was limited.
Even if he was young, once information filled his soul, it would wither.
Itachi laid Izumi on the ground and looked at her peaceful face.
Izumi had died in happiness.
Itachi struggled to stagger to his feet, looking as though he would fall right back down.
His body began to tremble.
Itachi had clearly resolved to make Izumi his first target, but in the end, he still could not accept her death so decisively.
But after killing Izumi with his own hands, Itachi had shed all his uncertainty. He was now utterly resolute.
For a world without war.
Thank you, Izumi.
Itachi said this in his heart, then turned his gaze toward Tsuki, who lay unconscious on the ground.
Itachi could let Izumi die in happiness, experiencing a wonderful lifetime, but he could not do the same for the others.
His pupil power was limited.
It was not enough to let everyone experience a happy illusion world.
Then... I'm sorry.
After executing the mother and daughter, Tsuki and Izumi, Itachi moved on to the next household.
The moon stained the crimson heavens, the crow's shadow fell silent; alone, he slaughtered every kinsman of his clan.
At that moment, a red moon hung high.
The Uchiha's Night of Annihilation officially began.
What Itachi did not see was that after he left, Tsuki's and Izumi's bodies took on the appearance of White Zetsu.
Candy and Fish Ball hid in the shadows, saying to Tsuki and Izumi, the mother and daughter they had rescued early on, "See that? That's the Ultimate Murderer-Uchiha Itachi!"
"He's gone mad! He's going to kill all his clansmen!"
Izumi covered her mouth, her eyes filled with heartache for Itachi. "Itachi,