Innocence
"How many?" Ashura faced his brother across the battlefield. "How many innocents must die? When will you be satisfied enough to abandon that bastardised form of Ninshuu? Do you have any regard for our Fathers wishes?"
"You Ninshuu must be truly faulty for you to believe that all of those people were innocent." Indara opened his eyes, exposing the red irises which would become known as the Sharingan. "Our father wished for unity. Ninjutsu unites all."
"Under the banners of war!" Ashura roared as he felt the chakra of the beast stir within him. "Our father wished for unity through peace and understanding. Those principals form the basis of Ninshuu! Have you forgotten that, Brother?!"
"Even you wish for war Ashura. Your blood boils at the thought of killing, that demon you house tells you to rip me to shreds. I may not have mastered Ninshuu to the extent you have Brother, but I have seen inside your heart, felt the bloodlust in your soul." Indara smirked at his brother as deep golden chakra flickered of his brothers form. "Come! Kill me! You know you want to. Give into the beast. Relish in the blood of your enemies."
The punch caught Indara off guard "I do not wish to kill you, Indara." Ashura stood over his brother. "But I will if I must."
Now go back and imagine Tom Hiddleson reading Indara's lines.