Prologue
What is the true value of life? Why do we fight so fiercely for something so fleeting? Like an autumn breeze cradling the fragile, waning existence of the fallen leaves. All but a memory retreating to nothingness…
Such questions lurked within the hearts of men. This plague had even slithered its way into the heart of one particular individual. Itachi Uchiha scorned the very breath that drew the line between his own self-preservation and death. Since the fall of Konoha, death had almost become a tangible desire, like a bitter taste coating the tip of his tongue. Almost within reach, yet still evasive as ever before. Oh, how far the once resolute Uchiha had fallen. The surety of his downfall began with the untimely and morbid death of his younger brother, Sasuke Uchiha. Followed in death by those closest to the family, it only served to plunge him further into despair.
What was left for him within this desolate plain he endured daily? No longer would he hear the thunder of footsteps as his brother raced out the door each morning, in an excited rush to begin the day. Absent was the whimsical smile in which adorned those porcelain features. Forever burn into his memory was the paralyzed expression of horror that coated the young boys face as his body lay motionless, soaking in a puddle of his own blood.
Truly, this was a fate far worse than death. Little was it known however, that a new entity would paint an alternate ending to this tragic tale that had only just begun…
Author's note:
This is my first stab at fan fic writing. In an attempt to get a feel for what the audience craves, I've posted this short prologue to my story in hopes of feedback about whether the tale would pique interest or not. I do hope that y'all will enjoy the excruciatingly short read and I'll be keeping my fingers crossed for reviews, whether they be good or bad. In pure honesty, I would love either or. 'tis the main intrigue of an author, no boubt…At least, I think it is. I thank you all in advance for your time and patience.