its my first story so i might lack some skills. i really like the idea but i had some dificulties to write it down corectly so i restarted my story because i didn't like some parts of it and got stuck on others but it didn't change that much...i think. anyway hope you guys will like it

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In a forest of the Marks family, a 17 year old, auburn haired boy was punching a long with his bloody fists. He was pretty well build, no doubt thanks to all the manual labour he had to do through the years. But having a strong body doesn’t mean he had a happy childhood.

His body, as strong as it was, bore marks left by years of abuse. After all the life of a slave was never meant to be easy, and if you add to that the fact that he wasn’t raised by his parents but by a women who was forced to do so and that the nobles of the marks family mistreated him as a way of vengeance every time the other, more powerful families made them look like fools or made called them inferior. Which obviously happened pretty often.

His only ray of sunshine in his dark life was a girl named Jessica.

Jessica arrived when he was five, she was a three year old girl that was sold by her alcoholic father. She was a very rare thing, she was a slave with a smile. They immediately became very close since they were very close in age. Without her Akame’s would have most likely killed himself due to depression, after all the life of a slave was never a happy one.

His best memory was of her when he was ten.

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Jess:“Akame!”

“ hey Akame! What do you want to do when you grow up”

Akame: “I don’t even want to grow up, we’re slaves remember. We don’t really have a say in those matters.”

Jess:”pfff you just don’t know how to dream, later I want to go out and see the world and have my own house where I can eat all I want and be lazy all day just like the masters”

Akame:”there is nothing good about being like the masters. But I suppose not being forced to work all day for someone else would be pretty nice”

Jess:”” I know right!”

“Hey Akame! Let’s buy a house together later OK!!!”

The years that followed were as happy as they could be for a slave, and Akame began to smile more and more despite the regular beatings. However a few years later Jessica was given to a noble from another family because the patriarch of the marks family wanted more power and kissing some asses didn’t suffice and Akame was alone again.

The day Jess was sold Akame swore he would do anything to get her back. But since the only thing that matters in this world is power, his only option was to get stronger. He started to train like a madman, spending hours hitting a tree with his bare fists until he almost passed out from exhaustion and anaemia before he finally went to sleep.

But while he was sleeping all the blood he lost hitting that tree came back crawling and entered his wounds again, healing them.