Sasuke Uchiha ran frantically toward his home, heart pounding, panic rising with every step.
Corpses lay strewn across the streets.
Blood stained the entire road crimson. People who had greeted him with warm smiles just hours ago now lay lifeless and cold.
What was going on?
Why were all his clansmen dead?
Were his father and brother safe? What about the police force?
Finally, Sasuke reached his home.
The house was eerily silent. His heart sank.
At this hour, the place should've been lit—but not a single light shone through.
He approached his parents' room with trembling steps and slowly pushed the door open.
His eyes widened in horror.
His brother stood there, gripping a bloodied blade in both hands, staring at him with a cold, expressionless gaze.
At his feet lay the lifeless bodies of their mother and father.
"Nii-san?!"
Sasuke staggered forward, wanting to ask what the hell was going on.
But instead of the familiar warm smile he knew, all that greeted him was the cold flash of a kunai.
Thunk!
The blade sliced across his shoulder, drawing blood.
Itachi's eyes flickered with a chilling intent to kill. "My foolish little brother… hate me. Live a life of hatred. And when you possess eyes like mine—come find me."
"Tsukuyomi."
Blood trickled from Itachi's Mangekyō Sharingan as Sasuke was pulled into a world of illusion.
Inside the genjutsu, he witnessed the massacre over and over again.
The slaughter of his clan, played on an endless loop. The hellish images burned themselves deep into his memory, seared into his very soul.
He had no idea how much time had passed. Just as he felt his mind breaking, those same cold, merciless eyes appeared once again.
"You're too weak. Not even worth killing."
And with that, Itachi vanished into the night.
Sasuke collapsed into unconsciousness.
...
"See that kid? That's Sasuke Uchiha—the last surviving member of the Uchiha clan."
"So pitiful… Every last one of them, slaughtered. What a tragedy."
"His own brother was the killer. If that were me, I'd never have the face to keep living."
"Never thought the arrogant Uchiha would end up like this… what a fall from grace."
As the gossip echoed around him, Sasuke's expression grew colder and colder.
He would kill Itachi Uchiha. He would avenge the clan.
...
"These eyes of mine… can now see through your illusions."
With complete confidence, Sasuke confronted Itachi, ready to carry out the revenge he had spent years preparing for.
He hadn't rested, hadn't wavered—not for a single moment.
This was it. Today, Itachi Uchiha would die.
Just as he'd imagined, the battle was intense, teetering on the edge of life and death. But in the end, Sasuke emerged victorious.
He had done it.
Lying in the rain, a strange sense of peace washed over him—something he had never felt before.
...
"What the hell are you talking about?! Itachi murdered our clan with his own hands! He betrayed the village, and he's been trying to kill me this whole time! What proof do you have that all of this… was for my sake?!"
The masked man responded with chilling indifference.
"The proof… is that you're still alive."
"..."
Once Sasuke had calmed down, the masked man began to reveal the full truth.
"Ever since the Second Hokage, Konoha's leadership has been wary of the Uchiha."
"They formed the police force to ruin the Uchiha's image, then moved your clan to the village outskirts to keep them under surveillance."
"The order to wipe out the Uchiha came from the Third Hokage himself."
"To prevent civil war… and to preserve the clan's dignity, Itachi personally carried out the slaughter, taking the blame on himself."
Sasuke's voice was hoarse. "Why would the village suppress the Uchiha? Why would Itachi choose something so extreme?"
The masked man replied coldly, "There were lingering issues from the past, sure. But the real reason is simple."
"The Uchiha were weak. And your father, Fugaku, was indecisive. Without the strength to stand against Hiruzen Sarutobi and the others, your clan never had a chance."
"Uchiha Kagami, Uchiha Shisui… many tried. None succeeded."
Now armed with the truth, Sasuke's Sharingan spun rapidly—three tomoe fusing together into the pattern of the Mangekyō Sharingan.
The scene around him began to dissolve.
When he came back to his senses, he found himself staring at a face both unfamiliar and deeply familiar.
"Mi… Mirai?"
As his memories realigned, Sasuke called out tentatively.
Mirai smiled. "Sasuke, it seems your potential runs deep. You've finally awakened your Mangekyō Sharingan."
But Sasuke didn't rush to check his eyes. Instead, he asked in a low voice,
"… what was that illusion just now?"
...
The vision had felt too real—like he had actually lived through every moment.
He'd spent over a decade inside that illusion, reliving each memory in such vivid detail that nothing felt fabricated. Every moment was etched into his soul.
Could a genjutsu really be that powerful?
Seeing Sasuke's confusion, Mirai offered a calm explanation.
"That was one of my ocular techniques. It's called Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto."
"It creates a fully autonomous world, generated from known parameters—capable of simulating reality itself."
Sasuke dropped to his knees.
"… I was foolish. Please forgive my ignorance."
So this… was what would've happened without Mirai's intervention?
He had lived through a future of utter despair.
Only after awakening the Mangekyō Sharingan did he truly understand the terrifying strength wielded by Hiruzen Sarutobi and the others.
To think… back in the era when Sarutobi ruled over Konoha, what kind of willpower must it have taken to lead the Uchiha to rise against that regime?
Only a true emperor could have unified the ninja world.
Sasuke now looked at Uchiha Mirai with a reverence he had never felt before.
"Now that you have the Mangekyō Sharingan… Sasuke, how about we spar?"
Hearing this, Sasuke quickly shook his head.
"Please don't tease me."
The stronger he became, the more he realized how small he was.
Thinking back to his younger self, dreaming of surpassing Mirai… it was laughable now.
There would never be another Uchiha Mirai.
Just like his brother, he too would become Mirai's most loyal follower.
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