Pain. This word has become an often condition for me, ever since Qin Shi Huangdi, emperor of the pathetic kingdom known as China, has caught me in my quest for justice. I can still remember the loud crack of the wip as it penetrated my flesh, an agonized cry escaping my bruised body. I could feel the mirror-like liquid pouring out of me in hordes, staining my once perfect, peachy skin in a sea of silver agony. Why were they doing this to me? It was never my fault that I was different from the rest of my family, in which i was born blind with the precious liquid, mercury, surging through my veins. My train of thought was interrupted as I felt the whip continue to enter me like a knife does a block of meat, almost consuming me in an excruciating pain that I didn't know existed. I could feel tears beginning to escape my mercury filled eyes as I brought the bumps at the ends of my arms to my face, trying not to let my torturer get any pleasure out of this. My arms were instantly knocked away from my face, my enemy taking my head in his hands. I flinched as I felt the cold, electrifying sensation of his overworked hands make contact with my mercury stained face. "It will all be over soon hun, just hold out a little longer. The basket is almost full.," he said in a soothing voice, only to return to malice, "Haha! Do you really think that this will ever be over? Do you!? I will continue to suck the very life out of you until there is no more mercury left to even fill your fingers. Wait, you don't have fingers anymore you pathetic wretch of a woman!" He started to let out a roar of laughter at my pain, his laughter echoing across the mystery location I currently reside. My tears continued to etch a path down my bruised and cut open body causing pain to journey through, eventually reaching the very core of my soul. My limbs began to weigh down under the trauma that my body is being put through, feeling as heavy as a 75 pound sea bass that I used to catch when I was just a sprout. Realizing that I was going to pass out during the mercury harvesting period, my guard grabbed onto my matted, now probably silvered hair. My eyes widened, realizing what he was going to do. "No! Please, I will be a good girl, I promise-!" "Silence!," was all they said before my head was yanked forcefully underwater, the dirty, feces induced water flooding into my mouth. Gagging, I used my last remaining bit of strength to attempt to force my head upward, knowing that I could drown if I don't act quickly. The stench of the water filling my nostrils, however, wasn't assisting me in my endeavors, causing for my much needed strength to dedicate itself in twisting my nose, trying to stop the water from entering my body. Up above me in the area I could hear loud, angry remarks and murmurs. The voices sounded like they were close to my location. Hope sparked within me, causing for my toes to curl and a smile to spread across my face. Maybe I was finally free. Free from this pit of despair that I was forced into. Free from the mercury harvestings, and most importantly, free from myself.I closed my eyes, waiting for hope to finally arrive.
"Oh my gosh! Akame, what did you do?," screamed my mother as my father crumpled to the ground beside me. I never knew what my father or mother, in fact the world looked like. I was completely blind, seeing the whole world in darkness, which represented the world perfectly, dark and melancholy, freedom never existing, especially for me, for I was different from the citizens in my village. I was always told by my mother that I was filled with mercury, the mirror like liquid that was at high value in the empire of China, believed to extend the consumer's lifespan if it were to be drunk. This was also thought by my family as well, until today, May 14th. My dad and I were always close to each other. I can remember his hearty, peachy laugh as it filled my soul with joy. The warm touch of his hands as they would guide me to one of our many destinations to have fun. Oh, the comfort of his voice as he calmeds me down after I accidently kill a crane with something unknown. He would always choose the right words to say to me to calm me in the electric shock threatening to escape me, panic taking over control of my body. "I will always love you, even if you are the reason for my end.," he used to say when I am overrun with panic. Today, he was taken from me. We were sitting in our garden, apparently surrounded by flowers of many species, chatting about the future ahead of us. " Daddy, why must you go?" "Because sweety, Daddy is very sick, and he has to see a doctor." "No Daddy, I want you to stay with me and Mommy, Mommy is so mean without you Daddy. I beg of you, please stay with me!" "A warrior never whin-," my father let out a wail of agony as he crumpled to the ground, limp from pain and exhaustion. A coil in my stomach tightened, threatening to snap into oblivion. I felt around for him, desperately trying to find him through the darkness that has consumed me my entire life. My father let out a shriek as the last of life within him was sucked away, his life now lost. "Fa-Father!," I screeched as tears began to swell in my sightless orbs, threatening to burst upon contact. I threw my arms around him, burying my face into his silky robes, staining them with mercury, which caused me to cry harder, knowing that I soiled my father's precious robes. I layed there for what seemed like hours, slowly feeling my father's once warm body begin to cool under me, still as limp as it was when he died. At the time, it didn't fathom to me what my mother would do to me once she found us, my father dead and me, being the only person present. "Akame! What did you do?" Fear traveled through my body as I slowly swiveled to the direction of the voice. I knew what she would've looked like right now. Black hair tied up into a messy bun, teeth clenched, knuckles white, but the most scary part would've been her bat. The vicious, brown bat stained with my mercury blood, smiling at me, saying, "I have been waiting for you Akame.," it's grin never leaving it's face. I could hear my mother storming towards me. There was silence. The cold, dark heart of silence tainting the air with it's sense of mystery of what was about to happen next, nothing able to pierce it except for my mother's overwhelming scream that would even make a full grown man cry out in fear. I felt a sharp pain in my hand, only to be followed by a loud crunch, the pain becoming too much for my small, slender body. I writhed in the dirt underneath me, trying to get away as the bat was brought down again and again, whacking me hard enough for me to feel the flow of mercury running down my thighs, staining the ground in it's reflective luster. Unable to get away, I laid there, accepting my fate, feeling the mercury splatter across my body. Oh, why does mercury run through my veins? Why must even the smell of me, mercury, sicken others. My loved ones always taken from me every time we spend an extended amount of time together. I am a disgusting child, allowing for myself to get beat by my mother and not even trying to stop it. I am just a coward, hiding in fear of killing. This took place five years ago.
After my cruel beating my mother sold me off to the emperor so he could harvest the mercury within me, due to mercury believing to extend life and was valuable. I knew that was a dirty lie. I knew that if I held out long enough I would eventually kill the emperor with my mysterious power, not dying from the mercury due to my mercury filled eyes, which resisted poison from swallowing me. Day after day, for five years, I was slashed for my blood, living in a world of only pain. Happiness and joy seemed to become extinct in the emperor's palace. I knew that if I don't kill him soon, I will lose all the mercury within me and die the way all tortured subjects die. Laying in my own blood, all life drained from my eyes, my broken body convulsing in pain from the loss of mercury. Now, I am in fear of drowning.
My head was pulled from the disgusting water, the water dribbling out of my mouth. I gasped for breath, feeling air filling my starving lungs. I hope I am saved, saved from this nightmare that I have forced to live out for years. I whipped around, ready to receive a slap for escaping the water, only it did not come. "Come with me.," said a calm, tranquil voice. I reached out for the voice, hoping to not crash into the wall in the room. They took my hand, their large, worn hands wrapping around my bleeding arm as I struggled to follow the path of my rescuer. "Who are you?," I yelped as the person wouldn't stop running, causing for me to trip and slam into the ground, the wind being knocked out of me. My wounds began to throb again, a pained moan escaping me as they helped me up. Wind was ripping through my hair as my tears began to dry, causing a refreshing feeling to overtake me. They finally stopped, only to have him strap something gross and sticky, attaching to my arm, letting out a squelch at the contact. "This will help you hold a weapon to defend yourself. It is time to take down the emperor.," The masculine sounding voice said as I felt metal slide onto the attachment. "It's a sword. Your blood is made of mercury right, so use that to your advantage. Store a little of your mercury in this bottle, then tip this sword with it. This will cause for the enemy to die of mercury poisoning." I Dipped the tip of my sword into the bottle, hearing the mercury drip onto the floor. I nodded my thanks to the man and recklessly rushed forward, following the sound of the emperor's evil cackles, only for it to turn into a scream as my sword sliced through the emperor, blood spilling across the room, killing him instantly. This was the birth of Mercuris.