"Barely Genin-level combat power, I suppose..."
Sasuke thought to himself.
Normally, at his current age of seven, having Genin-level strength could be considered top-tier for his age group.
But compared to Kakashi—a Genin at five, Chunin at six, and Jonin at twelve...
And then there was Uchiha Itachi: on the battlefield at four, graduated from the Academy at six, Chunin at ten, joined the Anbu at eleven, became an Anbu Captain at thirteen, and awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan that same year.
Compared to those two, Sasuke—the son of the Uchiha Clan Leader with access to countless resources—was far behind!
However, this was only natural.
Setting aside the fact that those two were geniuses, Sasuke, who hadn't yet experienced the hatred of the clan's extermination, was just a little kid who only knew how to act spoiled with his father and older brother.
Furthermore, with Itachi as a brilliant precedent and Uchiha Fugaku preoccupied with various clan affairs, Sasuke's training had naturally been neglected.
Putting that aside, the system's label of "0.2 Kakashis" of Chakra was honestly a bit hard to take...
In his past life, everyone joked about Kakashi's low reserves, but that was just a meme.
Having a Sharingan that could never be deactivated was the real reason Kakashi would become exhausted after only a few Ninjutsu.
In reality, if one had "one Kakashi" of Chakra and wasn't lacking in other areas, they would definitely have Jonin-level strength!
Sasuke only managed to have 0.2 Kakashis of Chakra at this age by relying on the Uchiha Clan's naturally powerful spiritual energy.
As for the little brats around him, it was hard to say if they even had 0.1, let alone 0.2.
Of course... with the exception of a certain blonde...
Ring ring ring!
The bell rang, and inside the classroom, the middle-aged Chunin teacher spoke:
"Alright, today's class ends here."
"However, you cannot go home yet."
"You need to stay at the school. I will notify you when you are allowed to leave."
Hearing this, the group of brats spoke up:
"Eh! Why?"
"How long do we have to stay, teacher?"
"My mom is waiting for me to come home for dinner!"
"Yeah, what exactly is this about?"
The middle-aged teacher did not answer the brats' questions.
After packing his things, he turned and left.
Sasuke's brow furrowed, a faint sense of unease rising in his heart...
"No way... is the Night of the Clan Extermination tonight?"
In his memory, the Night of the Clan Extermination occurred when he was seven years old.
Thinking of this, his instinct was to rush home immediately.
Just as he was about to stand up, logic suppressed the impulse...
What could he even do now?
He wasn't even a Genin... how could he possibly be a match for Uchiha Itachi, who possessed the Mangekyō Sharingan?
As for trying to persuade him with words to make Itachi stop?
Don't be stupid!
In Itachi's heart, the Village was far more important than the clan.
Even his own younger brother could be sacrificed for the sake of the Village if necessary.
One of Shisui's eyes had been prepared specifically for him.
Itachi had long been brainwashed by the so-called Will of Fire.
"I... am too weak. I can't do anything..."
Sasuke clenched his fists, a sense of powerlessness filling his body...
"Sasu-gay!"
Suddenly, a loud shout interrupted Sasuke's train of thought.
You're the one who's gay!
Looking up, he saw a blonde standing next to him, staring at him...
"Idiot!"
Sasuke said coldly.
I hate blondes!
"What did you say?!"
Hearing Sasuke's words, Naruto flew into a rage and rolled up his sleeves:
"You arrogant jerk! I challenge you!"
"Go away, I'm not in the mood for you right now."
Sasuke turned his head, no longer paying Naruto any mind.
"Arrogant jerk! Are you scared?"
Seeing this, Naruto continued to be persistent, until two girls—one pink-haired and one blonde—couldn't stand it anymore.
"Naruto, you're being so rude!"
"Exactly, Naruto, why do you always pick on Sasuke-kun?"
Faced with the questioning of Sakura and Ino, Naruto was speechless for a moment and had to leave dejectedly.
After dismissing Naruto, the two girls surrounded Sasuke from both sides.
"What's wrong, Sasuke-kun? Your complexion isn't very good. Are you sick?"
"Yeah, Sasuke-kun, you never used to fall asleep in class before, and your face has looked pale ever since you woke up."
Facing their worried inquiries, Sasuke simply shook his head slightly and said:
"I'm fine."
...
The sky gradually darkened, and the middle-aged teacher finally appeared in everyone's sight, telling them they could go home...
Without much hesitation, Sasuke grabbed his small bag and rushed toward the Uchiha Clan Compound.
After the Nine-Tails Incident, the Uchiha Clan had been forced to relocate to the outskirts of Konoha Village.
By the time Sasuke stepped into Uchiha territory, night had completely fallen...
The once bustling and crowded compound was now deserted, and the streets that were usually brightly lit were shrouded in darkness.
Faintly, a trace of the scent of blood wafted through the air... eerie, dark, empty, and twisted, making one shudder.
The pitch-black Uchiha Clan Compound before him was like an abyssal beast, opening its bloody maw to swallow all living things.
Gulp...
Slowly swallowing his saliva, Sasuke suppressed the trepidation in his heart and stepped into the compound.
The further he went, the heavier the scent of blood became...
Sasuke went from a slow walk to a brisk pace, and finally, he sprinted toward the home in his memories.
Bang!
Sasuke pushed open the door and saw a man and a woman collapsed in a pool of blood.
Standing quietly before them was a man holding a blood-stained long blade...
"Fa... Father, Mother..."
Looking at Uchiha Fugaku and Uchiha Mikoto collapsed in the pool of blood, Sasuke knelt on the ground, powerless.
"Nii-san... what happened?"
Sasuke looked up, asking with a hint of uncertainty in his eyes as he stared at the emotionless man holding the blood-stained blade.
How he wished this was all just a dream.
"My foolish brother..."
Itachi spoke calmly, without a shred of emotion.
The moonlight shone on Itachi's face, making him look cold and indifferent.
"Don't you understand yet?"
"It was I who killed Father, Mother, and all the members of the Uchiha Clan."
"What are you talking about?!!"
"Why did you do this?!"
"Why?"
"It's simple..."
Itachi looked down at Sasuke, his eyes glowing with red light as the three tomoe spun.
"To test my capacity!"
"Are you kidding me! Uchiha Itachi!"
Sasuke let out a roar of rage, pulled out a Kunai, and charged at Itachi.
Smack! Thud!
Itachi casually slapped the Kunai from Sasuke's hand and grabbed him by the neck, slamming him against the wall...
"My foolish brother, if you want to kill me, then resent me, hate me, and live on in an unsightly way."
"Run, run away, and cling to your wretched life!"
"Then, when you have the same eyes as me in the future, appear before me once again!"
As he spoke, the three tomoe in Itachi's crimson eyes connected, transforming into a triangular windmill shape.
"Tsukuyomi!"
"Ahhh!!!"
Sasuke let out a heart-wrenching scream.
A sharp pain pierced his mind as if his soul were being torn apart, and he lost consciousness in the next second.
"Forgive me, Sasuke..."
Itachi thought to himself.
He placed Sasuke on the ground and turned away, a single crystalline tear sliding down his face...
"I'm sorry... Father, Mother..."