Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master

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With each breath he took, a dull, tearing pain shot through his chest; it felt as if several of his ribs were broken, and every part of his body ached.

Blood kept gushing from his mouth, staining his clothes red.

He tried to push himself up, but all his strength seemed to have been drained by the previous blow, and he couldn't even lift a finger.

In his dream, Itachi felt waves of coldness wash over him, and a sense of powerlessness washed over him like a tidal wave.

Is this... a complete failure?

He gritted his teeth in resentment, trying to lift his head and look in Sasuke's direction.

However, the next second, a huge shadow enveloped his body.

The real Itachi's Susanoo stood beside him, its massive body, tens of meters tall, looking down at the dream Itachi who had fallen to the ground.

The red giant slowly raised one foot, then stomped down hard!

boom!

The enormous foot stomped heavily on Dream Itachi's chest, crushing him like an ant under its feet.

Dream Itachi was already seriously injured, and this blow was fatal.

He was almost crushed to the ground, his ribs were broken in countless places, and he spat out a large amount of blood again. The excruciating pain made his vision go black, and he let out a painful groan.

In reality, Itachi, through the arrogant demonic armor of Susanoo, coldly looked down at the figure lying in a pool of blood at his feet.

There was a time when he looked down at his younger brother from such a height.

But now, what he is trampling under his feet is another "self".

The mockery of fate caused a hint of complexity to flash in Itachi's eyes, but soon his gaze returned to its cold indifference.

"you lose."

"Reality is in the air," Itachi declared detachedly, looking down from his superior position.

His voice was devoid of any emotion, and Dream Weasel began to convulse violently, clearly on the verge of death.

"No—!! Nii-san—!!"

From afar came Sasuke's heart-wrenching roar.

Sasuke could no longer bear the successive cruel blows. His eyes were bloodshot as he watched helplessly as his enemy trampled and tortured his brother underfoot.

At that moment, Sasuke's despair erupted like a burst dam, becoming uncontrollable.

[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +3000!]

Hearing his younger brother's heart-wrenching screams, Dream Itachi turned his head with difficulty, and through his half-open vision, he vaguely saw Sasuke running towards him.

The dream weasel felt as if its heart was being torn apart, and a single, murky tear slid down its cheek.

He opened his mouth, wanting Sasuke to escape quickly, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he choked on a mouthful of bloody sweetness and couldn't make a sound.

In reality, Itachi looked down at Sasuke, who was like a moth drawn to a flame, his Mangekyou Sharingan gleaming with an inexplicable light.

The moment has finally arrived...

Come on, Sasuke, let me see just how far your magnanimity can grow.

Sasuke's eyes turned red with rage, and he raised his hand to shoot out several more shuriken, all of which were deflected by Susanoo's thick armor without even causing a ripple.

Facing an enemy as unshakeable as a mountain, Sasuke's eyes turned bloodshot.

But more often than not, there is a feeling of helplessness.

He had no other option but to vent his despair through futile attacks.

Itachi coldly observed Sasuke's hysterical state, then suddenly let out a low laugh.

"Hehehe...hahahaha..."

Sasuke's heart skipped a beat, and he paused for half a second, staring blankly up at the sight.

Inside the Susanoo's chest cavity, Itachi was staring at him, his deep red Mangekyou Sharingan like two cold abysses, reflecting Sasuke's small figure.

"Although I don't know what method you used, you were able to make this dead person reappear in front of me..."

"Wha...what?"

Sasuke froze, his mind almost stopping.

Itachi paused, then said grimly, "However, to be able to kill 'Uchiha Itachi' again with my own hands..."

"All of this is thanks to you, my dear... Oh, DouDou!"

Sasuke was struck dumb upon hearing this, and stood frozen in place.

"What...do you mean by that?!"

He questioned in a trembling voice, but Itachi didn't give him a chance to sort out his thoughts.

"What I mean is—"

Itachi laughed maniacally, manipulating his Susanoo to raise the massive Totsuka Blade high, its tip pointing directly at the dying Dream Itachi on the ground: "If you hadn't brought him here! If he hadn't cared about you so much! How could I have so easily... found an opportunity to send him back to the Pure Land?!"

The words have not yet been spoken!

puff!

In reality, Itachi controlled Susanoo, and the massive Totsuka Blade, imbued with an aura of annihilation, pierced through Itachi's chest in the dream world without mercy!

The sound of a sword piercing flesh was clearly audible. Dream Weasel lay on his back on the ground, his chest pierced through by a long, crimson sword, the tip of which was deeply embedded in the soil beneath him!

"Uh!"

Dream Weasel shuddered, and his body convulsed violently.

An indescribable, excruciating pain instantly assaulted his remaining nerves; his eyes widened, and his pupils suddenly dilated.

He turned his head with difficulty and looked into the distance.

Through his fragmented vision, he saw Sasuke kneeling stiffly on the ground, staring blankly at him.

The younger brother's face was filled with despair and confusion, his pupils trembling incessantly, as if his soul had been ripped away.

The dream weasel's heart was torn apart by this scene.

With his last ounce of strength, he gave Sasuke a gentle smile, his lips moving silently: "I'm sorry, Sasuke, I..."

However, before he could finish speaking, the sealing power of the Totsuka Sword was activated!

The dream weasel's body twisted and was quickly sucked into the gourd at the hilt of the Totsuka Blade!

The words stopped abruptly.

"Do not--!"

Sasuke felt as if something important had been completely erased from the world.

He desperately stretched out his arms, trying to grab something, but in the empty air, there was no trace of his brother.

The Dream Weasel has completely vanished, leaving only a pool of still-wet blood on the ground, a testament to its existence.

"Pfft..."

Sasuke felt as if all his strength had been drained in an instant; his knees buckled, and he collapsed to his knees.

His mind went blank, the world before him lost its color and sound, and only deathly silence remained between heaven and earth.

The smell of blood filled his nostrils, making him feel nauseous, yet he seemed oblivious to it.

[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +4000!]

Sasuke's lips moved slightly, uttering a hoarse murmur:

"It was me... who killed Nissan..."

As soon as the words left his mouth, tears mixed with blood blurred his vision once again.

Yes... it was me who brought Nissan from the dream to this godforsaken place...

It was me who distracted him to protect me...

It was my fault that Nissan died!

Extreme regret, self-blame, and sorrow overwhelmed Sasuke like a tsunami.

His eyes were lifeless, his hands hung limply at his sides, and large tears rolled down his cheeks, dripping onto the scorched earth and splashing up dust.

Then, an even more terrifying thought struck him like lightning!

Once again... kill him again...

Sasuke's pupils suddenly contracted.

Could it be... could it be that the Nissan of this world... was also trying to protect me back then, which is why he was killed by this bastard...

"Ugh... Ahh ...

Countless thoughts exploded in his mind, and Sasuke felt as if his heart was being torn apart by anger and pain!

He looked up to the sky and let out a roar like a wounded beast, filled with deep-seated hatred and heart-wrenching grief...

Sasuke roared and slammed his fist into the ground, sending dirt flying everywhere.

He clutched his head with both hands, his fingers gripping his hair so tightly they seemed to be tearing his scalp apart, and his whole body trembled violently.

Just as Sasuke was screaming in despair, the three-tomoe Sharingan in his eyes began to undergo a terrifying change!

Within those blood-red pupils, the three black tomoe that had been swimming steadily now began to spin violently, as fast as a wildly spinning vortex.

The crimson color in his eyes grew even deeper...

Immediately afterwards, the shapes of the three magatama began to twist and deform strangely, as if an invisible force was pulling them closer together and merging them...

Finally, the magatama completely merged into one, transforming into a completely new and complex pattern!

As the new pupil pattern took shape, a cold, powerful, and endlessly hateful new pupil power suddenly erupted, bursting forth from Sasuke's eyes like a flood bursting its banks!

The invisible fluctuations of his pupil power even caused the air to tremble.

Sasuke's face, which was originally streaked with tears from crying, was now twisted and terrifying from the burning flames of hatred.

He suddenly raised his head, revealing his newly formed Mangekyou Sharingan.

Its base color was scarlet like blood, and the black pattern in the center resembled a blooming black lotus. At the same time, its eyes were locked on the real Itachi in the Susanoo above!