|| THE HEART OF THE UCHIHA || (Madara x reader)

Lecturas 45
Votos 7
Partes 4
Hora 32m

Lecturas 45
Votos 7
Partes 4
Hora 32m

Your grip on the hilt of your bloodied katana faltered, and you threw it from your trembling hand onto the floor. Your eyes widened in horror as you stared at your deep red hands, stained with the lifeblood of your parents and brothers, now lifeless before you. Dragging yourself across the bloodstained tatami floor, you felt the weight of despair pressing down on you.
    
    Uchiha members circled around you, their blades pointed menacingly at your face. In the center, beside you, stood Madara, his gaze locked onto you. The sight of you stabbing your family's lifeless bodies, even after they had drawn their last breaths, was something he had never imagined witnessing.
    
    He placed his hand gently on your shoulder, and you looked up into his eyes as he murmured, "It wasn't your fault. You were in a... genjutsu." Your Mangekyō Sharingan glowed in the dimly lit room, fixed on Madara's crimson eyes. You shook your head, tears streaming down your face. "I... did... I killed... them, M-madara."
    
    Before you could say anything more, Madara's Mangekyō began to spin furiously in his eyes, casting you into a deep slumber. In this state, your mind would, at least for a while, be shielded from the horrors of the massacre. Your eyes reverted to normal black orbs, fluttering shut as you fell back onto the floor, unconscious.
    
    (There may be some new characters and little difference from the naruto's story.
    
    I don't own any naruto characters or images I'll use in the story, they all belong to their rightful owners. thank you)Todos los derechos reservados

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Your grip on the hilt of your bloodied katana faltered, and you threw it from your trembling hand onto the floor. Your eyes widened in horror as you stared at your deep red hands, stained with the lifeblood of your parents and brothers, now lifeless before you. Dragging yourself across the bloodstained tatami floor, you felt the weight of despair pressing down on you.

Uchiha members circled around you, their blades pointed menacingly at your face. In the center, beside you, stood Madara, his gaze locked onto you. The sight of you stabbing your family's lifeless bodies, even after they had drawn their last breaths, was something he had never imagined witnessing.

He placed his hand gently on your shoulder, and you looked up into his eyes as he murmured, "It wasn't your fault. You were in a... genjutsu." Your Mangekyō Sharingan glowed in the dimly lit room, fixed on Madara's crimson eyes. You shook your head, tears streaming down your face. "I... did... I killed... them, M-madara."

Before you could say anything more, Madara's Mangekyō began to spin furiously in his eyes, casting you into a deep slumber. In this state, your mind would, at least for a while, be shielded from the horrors of the massacre. Your eyes reverted to normal black orbs, fluttering shut as you fell back onto the floor, unconscious.

(There may be some new characters and little difference from the naruto's story.

I don't own any naruto characters or images I'll use in the story, they all belong to their rightful owners. thank you)

4 parts