There is no wind in this unknown space.

At this time, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, and on this calm river of time, it set off an insignificant small wave.

It happens to be where Uchiha Itachi's ball of light is.

With the power of the wind, the ball of light jumped up at the top of the waves, breaking away from the huge suction of the river and returning to the air.

It's a miracle.

The soul orb, which had fallen into the river of time, returned to the air with the power of willpower alone.

But hope comes fast and goes faster, just like the yin wind that came out of nowhere.

The orb of light returned to the river again.

However, that small success just now gave Uchiha Itachi great courage.

Since you fall into this long river of time, you can return to the air.

Why, then, should I let this river decide my fate?

Uchiha Itachi thought so, feeling the rhythm of the long river of time like a heartbeat.

He decided to do something crazy, perhaps no one ever succeeded, but ...

The ball of light ignited again.

"Who am I? I'm Itachi Uchiha. I'll be able to do it. ”

He roared the strongest at this heaven and earth, at himself.

。。。。。。。。

Perhaps even the creator god of this unknown space cannot perceive, in this boundless, beginningless, and endless river of time,

There was a small ball of light that broke the rules of this space and went retrograde in this long river of time.

For every millimeter of distance, the ball of light dimmed a little.

Finally, the ball of light had completely lost its light, like a ball of ink, completely merging with the darkness around it.

"There's no way to move even a little bit further."

Uchiha Itachi said to himself, finally giving up on his pace of progress and completely losing consciousness.

Of course, he didn't know that he wasn't the only human on the river of time.

A gaze fell on Itachi's ball of light.

It was a dark-haired teenager with a pitch-black canoe underneath.

He was holding a fishing rod with no hook or line, and on top of his head was a hat made of weeds that fishermen often had.

He looked like he was fishing in the river of time.

The boy sighed and raised his head slightly, revealing the black and white eyes under the hat.

The young man's face looks very young, but the vicissitudes of life look like he has gone through the baptism of countless years, and he has already seen through the ebb and flow of the tide and the various states of life.

As if it were an illusion.

The white pupils flickered and turned blood-red, not like a human, but like a demon crawling out of hell.

Inside the blood-red pupils is the kaleidoscope writing wheel eye unique to the Uchiha clan.

It's not the appearance of the well-known kaleidoscope writing wheels, but 。。。。。

The Uchiha clan has never appeared in the history of the Uchiha clan - the seven-pointed star writing wheel.

In the center of the seven-pointed star is an eyeball made up of a circle of waves.

It looks more like a combination of a kaleidoscope writing wheel eye and a reincarnation eye.

The boy waved the fishing rod in his hand seemingly casually.

An invisible fishing line flew out, breaking through the space in an instant.

From the icy river of time, pull up a ball of light that has been dark like a transparent briquette.

Uchiha Itachi's soul ball of light fell on the boy's palm, but he was already unconscious at this time.

The boy looked at it carefully, and gradually, two tears slipped from the corners of his vicissitudes of life.

"Alas。。。。。"

With a long sigh, the boy's fingers moved slightly.

Black balls of light rushed into the sky.

Like a meteor, it rushed out of this mysterious space.

。。。。。。。。

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shined through the bright window, carefully surveying Itachi's young and handsome face.

Although he is only four years old, he is already a recognized beautiful boy in Konoha.

Her long black hair was tied into a playful ponytail at the back of her head, and the hair on her forehead parted haphazardly on both sides of her forehead, revealing her eyes as sparkling as black diamonds.

It's just that at this time, Uchiha Itachi's gaze was a little dull, as if he had experienced something incredible, and he looked a little daunted.

"Itachi. Did you get up, but today I promised your father to go out together. ”

Mikoto Uchiha's gentle voice sounded outside the door.

The Uchiha Itachi's body shuddered violently, as if frightened by the sound.

Suddenly, tears slipped uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes, and in just a few seconds, his handsome face was completely covered.

"Itachi, what's wrong?"

As if hearing sobs in the room, Uchiha Mikoto's voice was a little more worried.

"Crunch."

The door was pushed open, and Mikoto Uchiha pushed it open and walked in.

Under the silky black hair is a gentle and beautiful face.

The body is dressed as a pregnant woman, and the abdomen is slightly protruding, and it looks like the pregnancy time should be short.

Uchiha Itachi reached out in a panic and wiped a few handfuls on his face,

"I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't hear that. ”

Uchiha Mikoto looked at him quietly, as if reading his tears, and his face was full of uneasiness with apologies,

"I have already advised your father that you are still young and should not go to see the real battlefield at such a young age."

After pausing for a few seconds, as if remembering some unbearable past, she continued:

"Even for an adult, it was too brutal. But your father... Alas. ”

A bright light flashed through his mind.

Memories instantly filled Itachi's heart.

He finally knew the time he was in.

。。。。。。。。

It was a day he will remember for the rest of his life.

It was also the day when he realized who he really was.

On that day, it was raining in the air.

The cloudy sky was overcast, and it was breathless.

The torrential rain fell from the sky like a waterfall, and he could barely open his eyes.

The rain fell mercilessly on the tiny body of Itachi Uchiha, who had just turned four.

The slightly emaciated body shivered in the cold wind.

Beside him, standing was his father, Uchiha Fugaku.

Not a word of comfort.

Compared to the four-year-old him, the tall and strong, mountain-like Uchiha Fugaku stood quietly in the wind and rain, like a stone statue that could not speak.

At that time, how much he expected to get a hug, even if it was holding hands.

But there was nothing.

"You have to remember, this is the battlefield."

As if echoing the thunder that exploded in the air, Uchiha Fugaku's tough words hit Itachi's young mind hard.

Battlefield.... What a distant word for a four-year-old.

But the four-year-old Itachi was standing in the middle of a battlefield at this time.

Corpses, stumps, broken ninja tools, and a desolate ground.

At a glance, between heaven and earth, except for Itachi standing in the wind and rain and his cold father beside him, the rest are all the corpses of ninjas.