Every human is born with the ability to cultivate and absorb energy, the amount varies but every last one of them is born with a manapool. The line that separates the talented from the… well… the untalented is the how strong your manapool is. Through centuries of selective marriages the nobles have acquired a bloodline of strong and talented mages. While the commoners only have a manapool of average strength.

After centuries of experimentation mankind succeeded in using mana to manipulate the elements, but sometimes nature shakes things up a little bit, and so once is a blue moon a child is born with a unique magic and no mana. but just because a magic is unique doesn’t mean it is useful, after all in a world were magical beast roam the world, firepower is the most important thing and so abilities such as talking to birds, or controlling slime and being able to possess a spoon are deemed useless.

However in a manor in emerald city a child is born.

When they heard that the child wouldn't be very strong the parents were disappointed, yet they still had hope, if he were to have a unique magic then there was hope that he might still be useful in some way. Yet this possibility, this hope was crushed when they learnt he didn’t have no manapool, he just had an incredibly weak one.

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A manapool works like a container, the stronger yours is the more mana you can have, kind of like a air tank can hold more air than a balloon before it breaks. However the kid's manapool was as this as a cicada's wing, there was no way for him to cultivate in the future

And just like that, the bright and beautiful life he could have had disappeared forever. The child was immediately cast away, he was raised as a slave under the watchful eyes of his “parents” after all a kid like that, with such a low level of mana was a disgrace to a noble clan, if he just had an amount of mana inferior to that of the average noble then it would have been possible to handle the situation in a different way.

But the kid had a mana level lower than that of a common beggar. How would they be able to keep their head high if it was known that such a kid had any ties with their family?

The boy was named Akame, because of his auburn hair and crimson eyes. He was to be raised by Victoria, one of the house slaves of the Marks family, the least wealthy and renowned family of the clan. He was probably going to end up as an outdoor slave, like most of the men. However once again, nature decided to shake things up.