Itachi, however, was not the one responsible for destroying what future may have been.
The one responsible was currently muttering about the impossibility of this, strings of words too fast to be made out in any way as he went to the wall that was covered with books and scrolls, pulling some out to look at the in all haste.

He was looking for any recorded attempts, but it was to no availé. After all, should events have been changed, nothing would remain of what had been before.
But just how could he turn back time like this? If there was a way... if only there was.
His sons did not deserve what he had inflicted on them.