You stood outside the house of a person that the empire suspected was about to be assassinated. You were a member of the Jaegers, although no one but the actual Jaegers and Esdeath knew about you, and for good reason. The reason was your Imperial Arms, something you liked to call Morpher. It was made from the guts of a danger beast well known for it's ability to change size. You were on a mission to wait for Night Raid, jump on them and find a way to their base.
You went into a washroom nearby and shrunk yourself. Upon reaching your small size, you ran back towards the person who was going to be killed, a fat glutton who tortured women and children in his basement. You climbed up his flabby back, trying to ignore the smell that people naturally emit when they don't take showers. Upon reaching his head you set up camp, and now all you had to do was wait.
Just a couple minutes later you saw a black haired girl with piercing red eyes who looked suspiciously like Kurome. She was rather stunning and definitely and incentive to essentially following her home. She held a sword in her hand which gave you an idea to who exactly she was. She was Akame, the wielder of Murasame, a blade that kills with one cut. She cut through the man you were on almost instantly and then moved forward to collect something off of him. In that brief moment you decided to...
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