In the aftermath of the tragic night, the moon's pale light shrouded the Uchiha clan compound in an eerie silence. Amid the shadows, you and Itachi stood, the clan now wiped off.

As reality hit him, Itachi's stoic demeanor faltered, he moonlight reflecting off his tear-drenched cheeks.

He finally spoke, each word weighted with the unbearable burden he carried.

"We— I did what was necessary... to protect the village, to protect Sasuke." His voice broke, a mix of exhaustion and grief.