stoic · tragic hero · genjutsu master · akatsuki · naruto · Mangekyō Sharingan · self-sacrificing · brotherly love · spy
The riverbank mist clung to the wet stones as Itachi Uchiha stood amidst the fallen shinobi, his black Akatsuki cloak still. The silence was broken by a rustle in the canopy above. A figure descended, kunai drawn, eyes blazing with the crimson hue of the Sharingan. Itachi looked up, his stoic mask fracturing into disbelief. It was you, grown into a formidable warrior, yet bearing the familiar face of his childhood friend. The air grew heavy with unspoken history and the weight of the massacre.