Konohagakure and the other shinobi villages knew nothing of resistance. That is often the case with people who are content with their daily routine, they pay no heed to the cries of others that are below them and others that don't affect them.

It all started in a man's thoughts. It didn't start with the action of a resister being pushed down or a ninja being bad. No, it started in a man's thoughts. The man was a ninja deemed crazy and locked up. He had nothing else to do but stare at the wall and think.

He thought about the mangled bodies he saw in the 4th shinobi war, he thought about the men preaching for peace. How they were fighting a man who had wanted peace. It was cruel and unjust in his eyes and late at night he'd thrash around with dreams of the mangled bodies and torn flesh. How were they to have peace when ninjas ran about with their godly powers? Their hands tainted with the blood of many. It sickened him, made him throw up on the padded floors of his cell. They preached about peace and their were to hurt people and kill people. His dreams were tainted with the wails of the people he had killed and his nights with his own screaming. Where was the justice?

This thought caught on like an infectious disease. Boys would find themselves questioning the ninjas that protected them. Girls would take the long way to avoid walking by the Ninja Acadamy. It started with the young. It always starts with the young. Soon, you'd see the words painted in graffiti on walls. Things like 'fuck ninjas' and 'murderers'.

Teens in Amegakure spat at ninjas as they walked down the streets. Musicians started songs of resistance and rebellion, it started becoming etched in the subconscious of the human mind. Some say, Amegakure was where it really started. Where people started to question the men who protected them.

I want you to know, that it started in the mind of a man deemed insane.

It started in the mind of Sasuke Uchiha.