None of the bodies died peacefully.

Most of the corpses had soaked in the rain, emitting a disgusting stench.

The swollen, distorted faces were full of pain and despair.

"This is your fate, Itachi."

Father's merciless words sounded around him,

"Even if the war ends, the fate of the ninja will not change. Kill the enemy, or die at the hands of the enemy. ”

As if noticing the weasel's young body trembling violently in the bleak wind and cold rain, his father's voice was a little softer, and a strong hand was placed on his thin shoulder, giving him a little warmth.

"In a few years, you'll be a ninja too. This is the world you're about to face – the world of ninjas. Before you enter this world, I hope you are ready. ”

The father lifted the hand that landed on Itachi's shoulder and turned to leave.

Leaving the four-year-old Itachi alone, the ferrets face this purgatory on earth.

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I can't imagine I'll have to go through it again.

Listening to his mother's words, Uchiha Itachi's mind took off again.

Fly to the future that has not yet begun.

Four-year-old Itachi Uchiha stood alone in the center of the rainstorm-ravaged battlefield, curled up and desperately biting his lip, which had turned white from the cold.

I'm afraid that as soon as I let go, I can't help but turn around and flee from this terrible place.

Sadness, fear, and a lot of complicated feelings stir together.

It was like a huge whirlpool, which made him breathless, and he could suffocate at any moment.

Tears dripped with rain.

Just in front of Uchiha Itachi's body, a ninja wearing a Konoha Ninja Forehead Protector floated sideways in a puddle.

On the face that had been soaked by the rain and couldn't see clearly, two bulging eyeballs stared straight at him.

The eyeballs were full of pain, sadness, struggle, and hatred.

It was as if he was going to jump up from the ground at any moment.

The patience had reached its limit, and the Itachi's body gradually stopped trembling.

The icy rain, purgatory-like scene carved its own reflection deeply into Itachi's pupils.

There was a sharp pain in the depths of the eyeball.

Fierce flames began to burn inside him, his skin began to turn red, and the rain that fell on his body instantly burned into a white mist.

A force that terrified the weasel began to stir in the depths of its eyeballs.

"Daddy!"

He finally shouted.

No response.

Anger finally broke him, and a force that no human could possess began to hit his eyeballs hard.

Blood flowed uncontrollably down the corners of his eyes.

In an instant, it seemed that even the air had stopped flowing.

Itachi closed his eyes, then opened them again.

The black and white eyes were gone, and what appeared between heaven and earth was a pair of blood-red eyes.

In the pupils, two black magatama emitted a dazzling light.

This is the Uchiha clan's blood inheritance limit - Sharingan.

On this day, Itachi Uchiha, known as the most outstanding genius the Uchiha clan has ever seen.

Incredible, at the age of four.

Opened the Uchiha clan's blood inheritance limit - Writing Wheel Eye.

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"Itachi, we're leaving."

Pushing the door in was Uchiha Fugaku.

Tall, strong, and dressed in the uniform of the captain of the Konoha garrison, he has a kind of majesty that is born with him.

Of course, the feeling of love cannot be seen in half of his face, and there is only the same seriousness.

"Yes, Dad."

Uchiha Itachi was surprised to find that the words flowed smoothly from his mouth without the slightest pause.

It seems that the fear of my father has not changed even after decades.

He smiled bitterly in his heart and obediently followed behind his father.

Mikoto Uchiha, with a worried face, stood alone in the room, watching the back of the father and son leaving.

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"Dad, where are we going?"

Uchiha Itachi asked knowingly.

The four-year-old Itachi's clear childlike voice made him shudder.

Fortunately, the Uchiha Fugaku in front of him looked preoccupied and didn't notice it.

After a brief silence, Uchiha Fugaku stopped,

"You're the smartest kid I've ever met, the hope for the future of my Uchiha clan. So, I want you to see the real world and understand your destiny earlier. ”

"What fate?"

Uchiha Itachi raised his head, his young face shining brightly in his bright eyes.

Uchiha Fugaku sighed in an inaudible voice and turned his head, as if he didn't dare to look at Itachi's innocent and innocent face again,

"The fate of the ninja!"

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The scene from the memories becomes a reality in front of Itachi Uchiha.

This is the border between the land of fire and the land of earth, and the main battlefield of the Third Ninja War.

Konoha and Iwakure's armies have been fighting here for years.

Succeeded in turning the beautiful border into a hellish picture.

Uchiha Fugaku quietly left.

The four-year-old Itachi faced the corpses alone in the wind and rain.

"Even the most hard-hearted man can't last long, let alone Itachi, a four-year-old child."

Uchiha Fugaku hid behind a huge rock and watched Itachi's every move from afar, his blood-colored pupils glistening in the rain.

The face shows the nervousness and worry that a father should have.

He had already opened the writing wheel, and he knew very well what kind of mental impact the four-year-old Itachi was about to face.

Uchiha Fugaku's pupils gradually dilated, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

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The scenes that once frightened, saddened, angry, and nightmarished the four-year-old Itachi were like reliving a horror movie that he had watched countless times.

For the benefit of Konoha, his hands are covered with the blood of his clansmen.

In order to gain Akatsuki's trust, his men are enough to fill the hell.

For Itachi Uchiha, who had experienced all this, the scene carefully selected by his father in front of him could no longer stir up even the slightest ripple in his steely heart.

In the horrified gaze of Uchiha Fugaku.

Four-year-old Uchiha Itachi calmly walks in the sea of corpses, as if walking in the beautiful forest of Konoha.

He allowed the intense smell of corpses to wash through his nostrils and wash over his entire body, deftly bypassing a nightmarish, shattered human limb and stump.

He stood for a long time in front of a Konoha ninja whose eyes were wide open, and whose corpse had been swelled several times by the rain.

In the end, he even stretched out his soft little hand and closed the dead eyes.

Although he couldn't see Uchiha Fugaku, Uchiha Itachi also knew that his father was not far away, observing his every move.

Suddenly, his heart thumped, and his heart suddenly became heavy.

Huge trouble is coming.

The Uchiha clan's blood inheritance limit, the Writing Wheel Eye, requires strong emotional stimulation to open the eyes.

But even if the world was destroyed right in front of him at this moment, he couldn't blink an eye.

Now how should he open the writing wheel?

Itachi Uchiha stayed where he was.

The young body looked so helpless in this merciless wind and rain.