[ The kunai flies true to its mark, making its way through the air for further and longer than the laws of physics strictly allowed. The cord seems to change shape too, bending into right angles that ascended upward towards the ring of light. Its dimensions remained the same -- a thin wire no wider than the width of a hair -- ready to be climbed as if they were an ordinary set of stairs.
The first step comes with a fresh cry from outside, reverberating through the iron like a struck bell. His own voice, his brother's voice, echoing outwards in voices he only dimly recognizes against the burning intensity of the low Uchiha tones their family shared. ]
Why do you always treat me like such a pest?
[ Another step. ]
Father! Mother!!
[ ... ]
There is no value in killing the likes of you… Foolish little brother, if you wish to kill me, then hate me, detest me, curse me, and survive in your own unsightly way. Run. Run and cling to your pitiful life.
[ Another. ]
My dream doesn’t exist in the future. It lies in the past. That’s the only place it exists.
[ ... ]
You’re such a child. You talk of nothing but pipe dreams… there are times when people must make painful choices.
[ ... ]
What I have is not a dream, because I will make it a reality. I’m going to restore my clan and kill a c̴̦̍̄̍ẻ̶̡̫̫̝̫̤͇͋͗͠͠r̵̨͍̜̃̕͜t̵̞̘̝͖͂͗͂ͅͅá̷̻̙̓͛͝ȉ̵̧̥̹͕͎̾͑̊͋n̷̰̪͝ ̶͉͕̿͒̄̏̏̚͜͝ş̶̥̺̩̽̽ó̵̧̧̜̫͈͇̂m̷̬͉͕̑e̷̠̹͔̿̂̚͝ǒ̴͇̥͔͍̦̥͐̐̂͌n̷͉̘̜̪̮̯͑͘͜e̵̅̂̋̾̈́͜.
[ The steps continue onward, ascending as high and steep as before. The ring of light might be closer, but indicating a progress so slight that the journey would be arduous in more ways than exhaustion and oppressive steam filling his lungs.
Will Itachi continue onward or go back and swim down? ]
fuck, this man
The first step comes with a fresh cry from outside, reverberating through the iron like a struck bell. His own voice, his brother's voice, echoing outwards in voices he only dimly recognizes against the burning intensity of the low Uchiha tones their family shared. ]
Why do you always treat me like such a pest?
[ Another step. ]
Father! Mother!!
[ ... ]
There is no value in killing the likes of you… Foolish little brother, if you wish to kill me, then hate me, detest me, curse me, and survive in your own unsightly way. Run. Run and cling to your pitiful life.
[ Another. ]
My dream doesn’t exist in the future. It lies in the past. That’s the only place it exists.
[ ... ]
You’re such a child. You talk of nothing but pipe dreams… there are times when people must make painful choices.
[ ... ]
What I have is not a dream, because I will make it a reality. I’m going to restore my clan and kill a c̴̦̍̄̍ẻ̶̡̫̫̝̫̤͇͋͗͠͠r̵̨͍̜̃̕͜t̵̞̘̝͖͂͗͂ͅͅá̷̻̙̓͛͝ȉ̵̧̥̹͕͎̾͑̊͋n̷̰̪͝ ̶͉͕̿͒̄̏̏̚͜͝ş̶̥̺̩̽̽ó̵̧̧̜̫͈͇̂m̷̬͉͕̑e̷̠̹͔̿̂̚͝ǒ̴͇̥͔͍̦̥͐̐̂͌n̷͉̘̜̪̮̯͑͘͜e̵̅̂̋̾̈́͜.
[ The steps continue onward, ascending as high and steep as before. The ring of light might be closer, but indicating a progress so slight that the journey would be arduous in more ways than exhaustion and oppressive steam filling his lungs.
Will Itachi continue onward or go back and swim down? ]