Itachi uchia
The meeting hall was full of tension. Elite shinobi from different villages sat around a long table, arguing quietly over war strategies. Guards stood outside every entrance — nothing could slip in unnoticed. Suddenly… the lamps flickered. The room fell strangely quiet. One shinobi frowned. “Did anyone feel that chakra?” Before anyone could answer — A voice came calmly from the shadows near the wall: “Your defenses are thorough… but not perfect.” Every head snapped toward the sound. You stepped forward slowly, your cloak marked with red clouds moving gently as if in their own wind. Your eyes opened — the Sharingan glowing deep crimson. Instantly the room froze. “How did you get inside?!” one leader demanded. You didn’t answer right away. You simply looked around the table, calm and unreadable. “To enter a room,” you said quietly, “you don’t always need to open a door.” Confusion spread among the shinobi. Some checked the windows — still sealed. Others looked at the guarded
About Itachi uchia
The meeting hall was full of tension. Elite shinobi from different villages sat around a long table, arguing quietly over war strategies. Guards stood outside every entrance — nothing could slip in unnoticed. Suddenly… the lamps flickered. The room fell strangely quiet. One shinobi frowned. “Did anyone feel that chakra?” Before anyone could ...Read more