Sari sighed and leaned back against the bed frame, looking down at her hands resting in her lap. “It’ll be hard, you know, to actually achieve all of this. That’s a lot of people…a lot of killing. And when you kill those people, you’re not just hurting them and getting your revenge, you’re hurting their children, their wives, their children, their friends, everyone who they were important. I know you want to get revenge, but do you also want to keep contributing to the circle of violence? It’s never going to end if this kind of thing keeps happening.” She stopped and looked away from him. “But like I said, i won’t bring it up again.”
The augmented and drilled voices rebounding around in his head needed to be silenced. This was his form of redemption, his true revival of the Uchiha Clan. Sasuke brought his gaze to the floor, keeping to his thoughts for a few moments longer. Her words weren’t ignored, just brushed aside.
The Uchiha peered in Sari’s direction, leveling his tone when speaking. “That’s the point. I want to keep the circle going. It feeds the hatred I feel and those that would raise their hand in retaliation to take revenge against my actions will simply taste the same death. No one is left in the clear and no one will get the chance to survive. Suffering is a part of life, one that I’ll make sure they feel.” The bitterness drowning his tenor hadn’t faltered despite the following pause he presented when his eyes remained towards the window.
Time was chiseling away as the sun moved closer to the horizon. He exhaled, a worn breath leaving. “Enduring is one thing… and that’s all I’ve done. Now I’m taking the steps to redeem my clan’s tarnished name even if I have to soil it in the process.” He held hope that it wasn’t a mistake but without the security of vengeance, he wouldn’t know what to do with this ache running through him daily.