Prologue
Once upon a time in a kingdom far far away, there lived a prince. This prince, although handsome and ever so clever, had a cold heart. Under his ruling the kingdoms economy was very prosperous, however it has to be said, that prosperity isn't everything.
The prince knew how to keep his people rich but he did not know how to make them happy. The longer he ruled the worse his people became. They were overcome by greed and selfishness. Very soon friends turned against friends, brother against brother and husband against wife.
The people of the kingdom became corrupt. Murder, prostitution and thievery were soon common sightings in this once fair and beautiful kingdom. It was the innocent that suffered the from the peoples greed and hatred.
The prince had turned a blind eye to his peoples pain, causing consequences that even the prince's head Seer could not have foretold. Tales of the kingdom had spread to the four corners of the Earth, catching the attention of a great sorcerer. The sorcerer, horrified by the stories he'd been told, knew that something had to be done.
He travelled for many weeks to reach the wretched Kingdom of Hatred, and it was apparent when he arrived that things were far worse that he had feared. Houses that looked like they had once been bright and cheerful, were broken and barren. The smell of sewage and rotting meat, so strong he could taste it. Bodies lined the streets,stripped bare of anything of value.
The sorcerer was overcome by a terrible rage. What sort of ruler could let his people live like this? Could let his people suffer like this? It was clear that the prince was far worse than uncaring, he was twisted, hateful, corrupt. He would pay for his sins against this land. He would suffer a fate far worse than death.
The sorcerer appeared in front of the young prince in a flash of light. His anger and disgust visible to anyone who would look upon him. A normal person would not have wanted the hatred of such a great sorcerer. But the prince was arrogant and foolish, he would not cower to someone whom he felt was beneath him.
"Are you not scared?" came the bewildered voice of the sorcerer. Surely this prince knew who he was? Was he acting brave for his people, for his peers? Or was he really so stupid to think that he was no threat to him?
"Of course not." the prince replied haughtily. "What could you possible do to me? I am a prince, I rule this kingdom. You would have many enemies if you dared to harm me."
The Sorcerer could not believe his ears! The prince was clearly deluded. No other kingdoms in this great land would dare strike a treaty with the Kingdom of Hatred. Far too afraid that the greedy prince would double-cross them.
"Just who is it, do you think will come to your aid? Many kingdoms are afraid of you. There have been many talks on how to exterminate you. No matter how loud you scream, my prince, no one will be coming to save you." satisfaction fell over the sorcerer in waves, the prince's cold facade was broken. Fear was clearly written over his features.
"No, please! I'll give you anything you want! Money. Women. Power. You can even have my kingdom. Absolutely anything. Just don't harm me." cried the cowardly prince. His pleas were met with a stony silence. The prince stared into the hard eyes of the sorcerer. He had just sealed his fate with those last words. The prince needed to learn a lesson.
"Uchiha Sasuke, you must pay for the crimes you have committed against your people. From this day onward you will suffer as your people have." with those words the curse was bound to him. The sorcerer turned to leave, but was stopped once more by the prince.
"Wait, how long do I have?" panic was begging to set in. How long would he have to endure this suffering? He could already feel it. A deep seated cold settled in his bones despite the warm fire beside him. He felt as if he would starve even though he had only eaten an hour before. And worst of all he felt such sadness that it made him want to weep.
The sorcerer sighed. He was tired, this should not have been necessary but alas, it was. Turning towards the prince, he spoke to him for the last time. "As long as it takes. It could be tomorrow, it could be a thousand years from now. If you do not learn to love selflessly, you will be stuck with this curse forever." with that, the sorcerer left.
For many many years Uchiha Sasuke suffered from the terrible curse the sorcerer had inflicted upon him, never growing older, never growing kinder. He had watched his kingdom burn, his people die, his hatred grow. That is until he met a girl by the name of Haruno Sakura. She was the one who changed everything.