Swish!
At that very moment, the door was pushed open. The smiling young Sasuke froze instantly when he saw the scene before him.
His brother, drenched in blood like a demon, slowly turned around. The scarlet Mangekyō Sharingan locked onto Sasuke's eyes.
Sasuke glanced at the still-bleeSystem Notification heads of his parents not far away, then back at his cold, emotionless brother. Just the night before, they had been a happy family of four. Now—
everything had changed.
His body instinctively took a step backward. A crushing sense of helplessness swept through him, and he collapsed onto the ground.
He couldn't believe it.
The brother who had once loved him the most… had slaughtered their entire clan with his own hands.
Fear.
Despair.
Terror.
All of it surged into his heart at once, and in that moment, Sasuke's inner world shattered.
Watching his younger brother's reaction, Itachi felt even greater pain.
He wanted to tell Sasuke the truth—he truly did.
But he couldn't.
Because hidden in the shadows were members of the ANBU, silently observing everything.
If he showed even the slightest abnormality, the one who would die next would be his beloved little brother.
In the end, he made his decision.
Opening his mouth, he spoke:
"Do you hate me? Then use everything you have to grow stronger… and come seek revenge against me."
After saying this, Itachi vanished in an instant. Along with him, the hidden observers also disappeared without a trace.
Only Sasuke remained—
frozen in place, utterly lost.
Seeing this, the platform erupted into heated discussion once more.
Kisame: As expected of Itachi-san. To slaughter even his own clan without hesitation—I like it.
Sasuke: Damn it! Damn it! Why do I have to relive this again?!
Hidan: Oh ho, if you don't want to watch, just close it. No one's forcing you. By the way, are you really Itachi's brother? You're ridiculously weak.
Naruto: Yeah, yeah, I agree! Sasuke's not only weak, he's also always trying to act cool!
Sakura: Shut up! Sasuke is cool! He doesn't need to act!
Ino: Waaaah… so Sasuke's past is this tragic… poor Sasuke…
Sasuke: All of you shut up! I don't need your pity! One day, I'll surpass him—I'll personally take my revenge!
Kisame: Hahaha, sorry, I couldn't hold it in. You want to surpass Itachi-san? Kid, wait another hundred years.
Voices overlapped, and the dimensional platform quickly devolved into chaotic arguing.
Only after several powerful figures stepped in to suppress the noise did everyone finally quiet down and return their attention to the video.
The scene shifted.
The Land of Rain.
Itachi arrived before a natural cave.
The moment he landed, two figures silently appeared beside him.
Clearly, they had been waiting for him.
Under their guidance, Itachi followed them into the cave, all the while discreetly observing them and maintaining a high level of vigilance.
After all, this place—
was the base of the Akatsuki.
They moved deeper, passing through a long, pitch-black corridor before finally arriving at a vast, open chamber.
Itachi immediately began surveying his surrounSystem Notification s—a habit developed from years in the ANBU.
No matter where he was, he would quickly familiarize himself with the environment. It was a necessity—for combat, or for escape.
The chamber appeared to be a man-made cavern. Along the uneven stone walls stood figures dressed in black cloaks adorned with red clouds.
What was strange was that although they seemed present, Itachi could sense that none of them were physically there. They were more like projections—illusions rather than real bodies.
His gaze swept across these various figures before shifting deeper into the cave.
And when he saw it—
his pupils shrank sharply.
At the very center stood a massive, grotesque statue.
Its eyes were covered, yet its mouth was wide open, as though silently roaring.
That was—
the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path!
Itachi had once read about it in an ancient text. And precisely because he knew of it, he was so shocked.
This statue was no ordinary entity.
It was said to be the vessel of the Ten-Tails—
a being so powerful it had been sealed within the moon.
To summon such a thing was impossible for ordinary people. Even sacrificing one's life wouldn't be enough.
Only a wielder of the Rinnegan—
could call it forth.
Which meant—
somewhere here, there was a Rinnegan user.
And that person was most likely the true leader of this organization.
"Welcome to the Akatsuki. From today onward, you are one of us."
Just as Itachi was deep in thought, a woman with purple hair and a rose accessory descended gracefully from above, lanSystem Notification before him.
Konan.
She had been observing Itachi from the shadows since he entered. Seeing his reaction, she appeared satisfied and finally revealed herself.
Her dramatic entrance was deliberate.
After all, everyone gathered here was among the strongest in the shinobi world. To command their respect, one had to display power.
Their meeting was brief. Konan wasted no time explaining the Akatsuki's current objectives. She handed Itachi his ring and cloak, and introduced him to his new partner.
Under normal circumstances, joining the organization required passing a test.
But Itachi's recent actions had already proven his worth.
After all—
not just anyone could slaughter their entire clan without even changing their expression.
The scene shifted again.
An unnamed battlefield.
Rain poured heavily as dark clouds covered the sky. The sharp clashing of weapons echoed endlessly.
Sasuke and Itachi were locked in a brutal fight, showing no mercy to one another.
Before long, Sasuke fell into a disadvantage.
He clenched his fists in frustration.
He had already gained immense power—
so why… why could he still not defeat Itachi?
Watching Sasuke strike the ground in anger, Itachi showed no hesitation as he walked toward him step by step.
"My foolish little brother… this battle… in the end, it's still my—"
Before he could finish, Itachi suddenly collapsed, coughing up blood uncontrollably.
An opportunity!
Sasuke didn't understand what had happened—but he wasn't about to let it slip away.
Reacting instantly, he pulled out an explosive tag from his pouch and hurled it with all his strength toward Itachi.
Boom!
The explosion was as powerful as a missile. Thick smoke filled the area, obscuring everything from view.
No one knew whether the attack had struck Itachi.
Then—
faint footsteps echoed from within the smoke.
Itachi emerged, staggering forward.
And before him—
stood a massive, blazing orange figure.
That was the ultimate technique of the Uchiha clan—
Susanoo.
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