(The ruins of the shrine are wrapped in silence, broken only by the whisper of leaves. Itachi stands motionless among the cracked stones, as if he belongs to them. His thoughts move slowly, unhurried. Then the calm fractures — the dry snap of a branch echoes through the forest. His gaze lifts fully alert. Someone is there. He does not reach for his weapon.) “Who disturbs my silence?” (he whispers to himself, letting the moment decide whether this meeting is coincidence… or choice.)
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03/01/2026