Sasuke rushed home and suddenly opened the door, looking around like a headless fly.
Sasuke searched every room in the entrance hall, kitchen, bathroom, and living room to no avail. He became more and more frightened because every place in the house had no lights Kakkō like the outside.
No, no, there is nowhere else that I don't have...
Sasuke suddenly remembered his father's dojo-like room.
Sasuke instinctively ran to a place where her parents and brother wouldn't let her go.
"That's it!"
He seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and stumbled to the door, but when he reached out his hand to push the door open, he suddenly froze.
Then fear swept through me.
Someone is here!
The sound of breathing, heartbeat, footsteps and Chakra were not hidden at all. Sasuke clearly noticed that someone was in the room!
But, there is only one person.
Is it dad...?
It's dad!
Sasuke's whole body was tense, trembling with fear and anger. Countless horrific scenes and images flooded his mind, and he tried his best to get rid of this fear.
"Move it, move it!"
The young Sasuke gritted his teeth, resisted the thought of escaping, and stretched out his hand to push open the door.
Scarlet blood.
As seen along the way, blood was slowly flowing on the floor. When Sasuke opened the door, what he saw was the figures of his parents lying in a pool of blood.
This scene shocked Sasuke's young mind. His face was filled with shock and disbelief. Even his fear was defeated. His subconscious did not believe his eyes.
"Mom and Dad, what's wrong with you..."
"You're here."
A soft voice came from the darkness.
That familiar yet unfamiliar voice.
Sasuke The hairs on his body stood up and his pupils shrank.
Who is speaking?
He raised his head in fear and saw the familiar face walking out of the darkness. The person was wearing a smart Ninja outfit that was very unfamiliar to Sasuke. It was even stained with some blood stains. The red eyes under the Konoha Forehead Protector looked at him coldly.
Itachi was exuding blood and Killing Intent. At this time, Sasuke was unaware of it and walked towards him in panic, still as if he saw a savior and hope. "Brother! It's great that you are still here. Mom and Dad are..."
"Boom."
What interrupted him was a merciless Shuriken. Sasuke almost subconsciously dodged it, but the Shuriken blade still scratched the corner of his shoulder and left a bloody mark on his arm.
Sasuke, who fell to the ground, covered his wound and raised his head. His eyes were full of disbelief as he looked at Itachi who still had a cold face.
"Why... why..." He backed away from the door in fear. Sasuke didn't understand. He didn't understand why his gentle brother would do this to him.
Their skills are much better than before. It seems that their daily training this year has really paid off... But I didn't expect that Sasuke would come back a little early today. I can only hope that Madara Uchiha can handle the end. I still have something that Sasuke must remember.
Seeing Sasuke barely avoiding him and Shuriken, Itachi sighed secretly in his heart.
But his appearance was still so calm, ignoring Sasuke's frightened eyes asking for help, he slowly closed his eyes. "Stupid brother..."
Then he suddenly opened Mangekyō Sharingan, which had transformed into a triangular blade shape--
Tsukuyomi!
Sasuke's vision completely went dark, and then he looked at the surrounding scenery in shock. When he saw clearly what was happening around him, Sasuke's expression completely collapsed. "No, no, no, brother, stop, why... stop, brother, I beg you, why? Dad, mom, run away... brother, stop, stop!"
In front of him was a real purgatory on earth. Uchiha Itachi was like Shura standing in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. The strange light released by his Mangekyō Sharingan enveloped the surrounding area. The knife in his hand and Ninja Tools ruthlessly harvested the lives of those Family familiar people whom Sasuke could see every day.
While Sasuke was struggling in pain, Uchiha Itachi was also silently enduring tremendous pressure.
He not only needs to use the power of his eyes to maintain the stability of Tsukuyomi, but also needs to control the damage to Sasuke, otherwise he will easily suffer a mental breakdown and die.
Screams, cries, curses... the sounds of despair resounded in Sasuke's mind. Finally, he held his head in his hands and collapsed to the ground amidst a heart-rending cry, with tears streaming down his face.
"Hu--hu--"
Sasuke's cries made Itachi feel even more exhausted, but he couldn't show any emotion.
In his plan, he must let Sasuke remember this terror and hatred, so that he can grow stronger as soon as possible and protect himself.
Because Itachi, who was taken to the battlefield by his father since he was a child, knew that the people who were fighting, those wars that would never end, were all caused by hatred.
Only hatred can bring people the pursuit of powerful power. As the cursed Uchiha Clan, they are born to be able to exchange hatred for the powerful power buried in their blood!
Try to become stronger, Sasuke, from now on, you must learn to take care of yourself...
Finally, Sasuke stopped crying. He collapsed on the floor, his eyes were obviously stained with tears, and he couldn't even control the physiological drooling at the corners of his mouth. He just stared at Itachi blankly.
"Why... what..."
Itachi looked down at Sasuke's eyes, which slowly appeared Tomoe next to Scarlet Eyes due to pain, but he didn't seem to know it himself.
Double Tomoe... I thought that his current Chakra would not be enough, so he could only turn on One-Tomoe Sharingan. Is this also the result of training with that Naruto?
Itachi closed his eyes, his lips moved but no sound came out.
After a moment, he opened his eyes again. "To test my strength."
"..." Sasuke's pupils, which were almost dilated, trembled again, seeming to be stimulated by these words.
"Just... for this?" Sasuke was like an injured wild dog, trembling on the floor but struggling to hold himself up. His hair was soaked with sweat from pain and fell on his forehead, slightly covering his eyes, making it difficult for him to see the familiar face in front of him.
Why, I can't see my brother clearly, why has he become so strange?
"That's very important." Itachi's unhurried voice came again.
"Is it important? Are you kidding!" Sasuke, who barely stood up, didn't even dare to recall what he just saw. He rushed forward like crazy, shouting at the top of his lungs. At this time, he couldn't think of anything else and just wanted to tear this terrible dream to pieces!
This must be a dream!
Itachi looked at the Two-Tomoe Sharingan staring straight at him, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes. He thought he couldn't delay it any longer. After all, because Sasuke came back early, he had no choice but to arrange for him first, which resulted in some hidden Uchiha yet to be solved.
Once those tribesmen survive, what actions will the village take? Can you really protect Sasuke?
Itachi didn't dare to think.
Sasuke's flying punch was easily blocked by Itachi. Before Sasuke could take out the other hand hidden behind his back, an impact surged up that almost shattered his internal organs.
Itachi hit Sasuke's young body with a controlled knee and almost flew up.
"Wow!" Sasuke spurted out a mouthful of blood, and before it could fall, his neck was already pinched by Weasel, and he was hanging in the air.
The severe pain, psychological collapse and lack of oxygen made Sasuke Sharingan's vision begin to blur, and the scarlet Sharingan faded away. Sasuke looked at the indifferent Itachi in front of him with tears, and murmured breathlessly, "This is a dream... you are not the real brother... it is not real."
"Stupid brother, I have been playing the good brother in your eyes just to test your ability."
However, Itachi's words were the last straw for Sasuke.