Itachis final words…

Itachi's body froze the instant he heard the man's voice!

" Who are you?"

Although Itachi was momentarily surprised, he was not scared in the slightest. At most he would die. To Itachi, death was but only a word. After going through his past life, he questioned his existence many times, and he had planned for his death for years.

However, although he wasn't scared of death, he would be lying if he said he didn't want to live. Wasting a chance that the heavens gave him, to Itachi was a big waste. Of course, he wanted to live!

The voice that reverberated through the surroundings suddenly came to an abrupt stop.

Silence permeated the air.

" Interesting… "

The voice lightly said, he was momentarily intrigued that the mortal before him didn't show the slightest ounce of fear. Not to mention he was a kid… To the man who spoke, this was baffling, how could a kid have such a demeanour… It was incomprehensible.

It was as if the kid before him had lived several lifetimes, braving many storms, it didn't seem right.

After thinking for a while, the old but hoarse voice spoke once again.

" Young man, this realm is my abode. How did you enter? This is a completely separate dimension that no mortal or immortals can enter without my will! Who are you and how did you get here?! "

The voice spoke these words sternly, As Itachi heard these words, his back was covered with a cold sweat.

Itachi could feel the power in the man's words, each letter was like a mountain weighing on him. The pressure was getting harder and harder to bare. It was evident the man talking was releasing some sort of energy wave in his speech.

Itachi had to think quick, but with the immense force weighing on him, it was almost inhibiting him from thinking properly. Itachi had to come up with a good excuse, before this man, lying would be extremely difficult.

Itachi strengthened his resolve and then with great difficulty opened his mouth. Although Itachi didn't know what direction the voice was coming from, he cupped his fists and briefly bowed before speaking.

" Sir… I mean no ill will. Before I explain how I got here, may I ask for Sir's name? "

Itachi was polite by nature, he had always paid attention to his etiquette. He wasn't going to suddenly stop being respectful.

" Hmm, you are quite respectful, your knowledge of etiquette supersedes your age. What noble family are you from? Even though this old man has not ventured to the mortal world in several millennia, I may be able to recognise your family. Knowing my name does not concern you "

Although the man spoke these words, his aura was still at its maximum, not giving Itachi any room to manoeuvre. If he detected a single instance of a lie, Itachi's life would be extinguished.

Itachi felt the man's gaze, he knew he couldn't lie his way out of this one. But telling him about the system was inconceivable! Telling a stranger his greatest secret was signing himself up for a death wish. This was something he could not do!

He had to think fast! What could he say? He didn't know a single noble family in this world! He hadn't been here long enough to venture outside properly!

" Young man! My patience is running low, you have 5 breaths of time to speak! "

Itachi racked his brains to think of a name, but nothing came to mind.

Suddenly Itachi remembered a name, when he was briefly talking with Bai Xiao Chun, he had asked him several questions about the place they were in, including the continent. Bai Xiao Chun was not like him, he came from a decently respected family. Where he was from, the family called the 'Wang family' was the most prosperous.

Although Itachi was about to lie, he had no choice! He calmed his heart and made sure his heart didn't fluctuate much, in case the opposing party was able to sense his heart palpitations.

" Sir, I'm from the Wang Clan, my name is Wang Bei! "

After Itachi spoke, the voice that was counting down came to a stop.

" Wang clan you say? Interesting… So your name is Wang Bei, is that so… "

The pressure that was weighing on Itachi finally lifted, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Itachi wiped the sweat off his forehead and straightened his back. With the pressure lifted off him, he was able to relax once again.

" Very well! "

But then all of a sudden, following this abrupt statement, a pressure several times the previous one immediately erupted!

Itachi was stunned, his body was only that of mortals, how could he withstand this sudden onslaught of pressure! His bones started making crackling noises, Itachi was using all his strength to remain standing, his breathing became ragged and he could no longer think straight!

Itachi's vision started getting blurry, however, no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to resist this supreme pressure!

~ Crash

Itachi collapsed on the floor. Like a dead animal.

Even though Itachi was now on the floor, he could feel a heavy wind rustling his robes, as he slightly lifted his head and looked forward, right in front of his eyes, something he didn't think he would see in this world presented itself.

Green flashes of light started spurting outside from the scroll situated on the white pillar-like stand, as far as the eyes could see green light was spreading everywhere.

At the very centre of the light, a shadow of a man was slowly forming, he looked majestic and mysterious as his figure slowly formed.

After a few breaths of time, the flashes of light came to a stop, the atmosphere dimmed and before the scroll, a figure of a somewhat middle-aged man appeared. His hair was dark red as if it was soaked with blood. His eyes held a sharp gaze!

He was surprisingly wearing a plain white shirt and some trousers, completely opposite of what people of this world wore! However, this simple set of plain clothes seemed very familiar to Itachi.

In fact, Itachi was getting more and more shocked as he stared at the clothing…

" Why do those clothes seem so similar to the clothes from my past world? What is going on?!"

Itachi widened his eyes in disbelief, these casual sets of clothes were not the clothes of an immortal, but the clothes from the shinobi world! Although it was plain clothing, several civilians of his past world wore such clothes!

Itachi snapped out of his confusion and stared at the figure that was slowly walking toward him.

" Young man, you seem to of come to a conclusion. I can sense it within those eyes. But it is none of my business, a dead man's words mean nothing to me "

This was the voice of the man that spoke to Itachi previously! He was not some old sage but a middle-aged man!

As the figure closed in on Itachi, Itachi tried to stand up and move but the pressure was inhibiting him, he could not move at all.

He was no different than meat on a chopping board, waiting to be cut down!

" You know… I don't like liars, the wang clan huh? Child, I have overestimated you. Here I thought you were from a noble clan, your just a hoodlum that somehow entered this place. I can sense your heart fluctuations, you really think I couldn't tell that you were lying? Even though you reduced your fluctuations, before these eyes, nothing escapes me"

~ Grabbb

The middle-aged man grabbed Itachi by the neck and lifted him up in the air.

" Urgh "

Itachi gasped for air.

" Young man, if you can tell me who you are and where your from, I can award you with an easier death "

Itachi hearing these words was lost in thought, he was too busy struggling to breathe. However, in his mind, he was still questioning the identity of this man. Was he an immortal that just happened to have a similar dress sense to the people of my past world?

The grip of the man got firmer around Itachi's neck, any more and Itachi's frail neck would snap.

The middle-aged man smiled viciously as he looked at the pitiful youth before him.

" Very well, since you will not speak, I will just have to search your memories after I have killed you "

Itachi smiled in response and stopped struggling, there was no further point in resisting, only death will be waiting for him.

Although it had only been a few weeks since Itachi came to this world, his life would be coming to an end.

Since he was going to die anyway and his memories will be searched, Itachi wanted to be truthful for once.

Itachi opened his mouth whilst gasping for air and uttered a few final words.

" Im… Fr…om… T..The Uchiha clan…"

Silence…

The middle-aged man staggered back in shock, he couldn't believe what he just heard!

The Uchiha clan!!

Those sacred words were actually spoken by a mere youth!

Unknown to the middle-aged man's thoughts, Itachi was sprawled on the floor gasping for air, he was both surprised and confused as to why the man let him go.

" Lad, Did you just say the Uchiha clan?!

Who in the world are you? How do you know of the surname of that man I met a millennia ago?!"

Itachi stared at him in confusion. What man? A millennia ago? How could there be someone with the Uchiha name in this world? Not to mention, 1,000 years ago?

This news was inconceivable to Itachi!