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I approached them and asked, "Sir, what happened with the Uchiha?"

Both men turned abruptly, jolted by the sudden appearance of a cloaked figure who was unmistakably a ninja. In a world where ninjas are as lethal as they are elusive, people live under the perpetual shadow of dread and suspicion. This isn't a fairytale where ninjas show restraint or mercy; such leniency is a privilege confined to the major villages, where civilians are reduced to mere pawns in a ruthless game of power and manipulation.

The men exchanged uneasy glances, their faces stark with growing fear and trepidation. The air between us grew thick with tension as their eyes darted nervously. After a prolonged and agonizing moment of hesitation, one of them mustered the courage to speak. "Sir, we were discussing the recent destruction of the Uchiha clan from Konoha Village." The mere mention of the Uchiha made my entire body stiffen, as if struck by a physical blow. Sensing the gravity of my reaction, the man felt a desperate urgency to continue. His partner, bracing himself and stepping forward with a grim resolve, added, "Uchiha Itachi, the prodigy of the Uchiha clan, has reportedly exterminated the entire clan, leaving only his younger brother alive."

The revelation struck me with the force of a thunderclap, tearing through my sense of reality and unleashing a seething storm of rage, disbelief, and horror within me. I seized the man by his collar with a savage force, slamming him against the wall so violently that he winced in pain. I pressed the cold, unyielding kunai against his throat, its edge digging into his flesh. "What are you talking about? Uchiha Itachi is the pride of the Uchiha clan and Konoha Village. He graduated from the academy at the age of seven and is the heir of the Uchiha. How could he possibly betray and massacre his own family? Who is responsible for spreading these monstrous lies? I demand names. I need to know who fabricated this ghastly tale."

Both men were visibly terrified, their faces drained of color and their hands trembling uncontrollably. The other man stood paralyzed, acutely aware of the lethal speed and precision of ninjas, his eyes wide with palpable fear. Realizing their lives hung by a thread, he summoned what little courage he had left and stammered, "Sir, we are speaking the truth. Six days ago, Uchiha Itachi killed every member of the Uchiha clan, including his own parents. Only his younger brother survived the massacre. Itachi has turned against the village, and Konoha has branded him a traitor, placing a considerable bounty on his head. If you doubt us, you can verify this with the merchants who have recently returned from Konoha. They can attest to the accuracy of this news."

A maelstrom of emotions—fury, despair, and profound doubt—raged within me, each wave crashing harder than the last. Despite the men's palpable terror and my own initial disbelief, I could sense the dreadful sincerity in their voices and the fear etched into their eyes. I released the man, letting him collapse to the floor, his body quaking with fear. Without a word, I fled to my room, fully aware that remaining any longer would push me perilously close to the edge of sanity.

Inside my room, I locked the door with trembling hands, my heart pounding in my chest, and activated a seal to ensure the space was utterly soundproof. The oppressive silence that enveloped the room seemed to magnify the weight of the devastating news. I collapsed onto the bed, the crushing solitude amplifying the torment of my thoughts. For a long, agonizing moment, I lay there, struggling to comprehend the overwhelming and grotesque revelation that had shattered my world. Then, unable to contain the tempest of despair any longer, I began to weep uncontrollably. Tears streamed down my face as I screamed into the void, my voice breaking with raw anguish and desolation: "Why? Why did this happen? Why did I sacrifice everything for the peace and unity of the clan and the village? I worked as a double agent, fought our enemies—all for recognition, for the betterment of the Uchiha, for the village. And now, my clan has been slaughtered by someone I cherished as a younger brother, someone who vowed to unite us. Why? Why, Itachi, why did you betray us? Why did you destroy everything we fought for? Why?"

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