Chapter 298: 291: The Eyes of the Past
Walking out of the shelter that shielded him from the rain, Itachi gazed up at the gray sky, the predominant color in this village that seemed to absorb all brightness.
Amegakure, a village that found hope in the rain, once ruled by the La d of Fire during the third ninja world war. However, after the Nine Tails Rampage weakened Konoha, the village became the base for the organization known as 'Akatsuki,' born out of its shadows.
The icy wind and rain played with the black-bottomed coat adorned with red clouds, tousling Itachi's black hair. In this environment, the chill was unavoidable.
It had been a while since Itachi joined 'Akatsuki,' yet even in a different setting, the haunting memories of his past lingered.
On that fateful night, he thrust his blade into the bodies of his clansmen, ended his lover's life, and, with his own hands, brought about the demise of his parents. Another immature visage surfaced in Itachi's mind – his younger brother, with his vivid hatred and despair reflected in his Sharingan.
He was a sinner.
However, all these actions were for the sake of the village, preventing the eruption of another war. These sacrifices were deemed inevitable, but Sasuke couldn't be expected to view it rationally. The etched hatred would propel him, granting immense power, seeking revenge for his brother, and restoring the Uchiha clan's honor.
At least for now, the Uchiha clan no longer bore the stigma of 'rebels'; it was a clan Konoha could still proudly acknowledge.
"Sasuke..."