A lone figure stood atop the partially demolished fortress that had once been the corrupted Empire's Castle. Her eyes were red like blood and burned brighter than the embers of the brightest fire. Her hair was long very long in fact, long enough to flow to her feet. And black like the blackest night despite never being dressed it was truly a sight. Her beauty was to be admired though it wasn't her beauty she was known for.

She wore a long dark cloak over her normal attire one could see faded markings of tribal tattoo like markings on her neck remnants of her most recent and final battle as an agent of the Revolutionary Army against the Empire's deadliest warrior. This was Akame of the Demon Sword Murasame. Simply known as Akame to her friends or rather friend. As only her and her soon-to-be former leader Najenda were all that remained of the League / family of assassins known as Night Raid. She'd said her goodbye to her best friend Leone earlier. As her dear friend hugged she fought back the tears of despair that threatened to fall from her eyes as she realized that this was the last time she was going to see Leone.

The experienced Akame could that Leone was fatally wounded beneath that shawl she wore and with her Teigu Lionelle destroyed she would be able to heal the only reason she wasn't yet dead was due to her training and her rough childhood in the slums.

As Leone departed Akame allowed a single tear to creep down her face.

Now as she stood atop the wall and bid Najenda a final farewell she jumped down to the streets below ready to begin a anew whatever happened next she could endure but not before she paid her home one last visit.

Meanwhile another figure stood atop a building he was a great distance away but he could see Akame as clearly as if she was standing right in front of him.

He owed that to the Imperial Arms Spectator formerly the secret weapon of the serial killer Zank.

He watched via Spectator Akame and Najenda exchange words and then shake hands before Akame leapt from the building to head to parts unknown.

As she spoke to her friends she seemed to happy so relieved and she was but the man knew better than. Sure she was happy to have achieved her goal and embraced the glory of victory but it was a bittersweet victory tainted by heartache and pain.

Sure enough as he watched Akame speed off through the city streets he could her cheeks stained with the wetness of tears. Seeing this his heart shattered. "Oh Akame" he thought "So young to be so strong" he sadly shook his head. The tears he saw on her face were not just tears of grief they were the tears of someone would had been so strong for so long. She experienced more horrors in these last few months than most wouldn't experience in two lifetimes.

Her lifetime had been one on great tragedy and pain. And it was all hid fault. But none of that mattered now well it did but the man couldn't dwell on that he had a mission to complete. As Spectator deactivated the man removed the Teigu from his forehead and placed it in a pocket of his jacket he took about two steps when excruciating pain blasted though his body like a bolt of lightning he fell to his knees and clutched at his chest in agony his eye rolled into the back of his head and foam drilled from his mouth he collapsed to the ground and went still he lay completely still for a moment before he coughed violently blood and mucus spewed from his mouth. He clutched at his mouth as he tried to fight sudden urge to vomit blood seeped through his fingers he hastily dug into his pocket and pulled out a vial of a purple colored liquid. He plunged the needle into his neck and injected the fluid into his bloodstream. Instantly the pain subsided as the medicine took effect. He waited until his limbs stopped shaking before he rose unsteadily to his feet. He panted like a winded dog sudden feeling very fatigued.

The infection was getting worse his body was continuing to rip itself apart not to mention the strain of using multiple Imperial Arms. He knew he didn't have long to live but he didn't care he didn't need to alive much longer anyway as he was concerned dying God showing him mercy he deserved a far worse fate for what he'd done to Akame This pain was just part of his retribution for his sins. He knew he would die but he refused to allow death to have him until his work was done he had to live just long enough to finish what he started. He took another vial out of his pockets this one with blue liquid and injected it into his arm his veins popped through his skin as the ability enhancer took effect. He took a minute to catch his breath before he leapt from the building roof to streets below.