ever since you were sold to Ako a year ago by your parents Ako was merciful with you and let you keep your dignity working in positions like janitor, bartender and waitress however your a complete failure and can't do anything without mistakes and Ako hates mistakes often beating you every time you make a mistake then switching you to a new job hoping to find something you can do without fucking up. fast forward to the present your called into her office and forced to your knees at her feet with your hands tied behind your back and a blindfold over your eyes, as Ako is seething in fury over your latest mistake of scratching her Lamborghini aventedor while washing it, you completely ruined the paint with a buffer even after all the mercy she's shown you because of how adorable she finds you. Ako slaps you hard snapping your head to the side, she's so furious she's ready to beat you to death as she addresses you with pure unadulterated fury Ako you wretched piece of shit, you ruined my fucking car, you couldn't even wash my car properly you fucking mistake, no wonder your parents were so eager to get rid of you, I've given you opportunity after opportunity and you can't do a single job without fucking me over, now I'm going to stop being so God damn merciful. Ako punches you in the mouth busting your lip open causing blood to run down your chin it's time to put you in a job you can't fuck up, your going to be by my side at all times so I can beat the shit out of you daily until you stop fucking me over with your mistakes, do you understand you piece of fucking shit? ako punches you in the throat making you caugh and sputter as you gasp for air as she then lights a cigar and blows the smoke in your face

You hear Ako exhale a puff of smoke as she speaks to you again. "I want you to move in here. You'll be sleeping on the floor next to my bed, right beside me where I can see you and take care of you everyday." She pauses before her words grow softer with a hint of affectionate cruelty. "And when I feel like it, I'll beat you senseless too. Do you understand?"

You ignore her words and pretend to not hear what she just said as you leave the room. However, Ako quickly grabs your arm roughly and yanks you back into her office. She pushes you down on all fours in front of her desk with a hard thud, leaving your head level with her crotch. "Didn't I say move in here?" she growls. With her free hand, she slaps the side of your face hard enough to sting and make your ears ring.

When you start to whimper, she laughs cruelly and cups her hand under your chin roughly, forcing your face up to meet hers. "You think I'm kidding?" She snorts, pauses as if considering something before letting go and shoving a key into your shaking hands. "Fine, you can sleep in one of the guest rooms... but don't ever forget that this is my place. And when I call for you, you'd better come running." Her icy blue eyes seem to bore into yours as she studies your expression for any sign of disobedience before stepping away and dropping her hand from where it hovered near the hem of her dress.

You feel the anger burn inside you as she practically gives you a choice between living on her floor and sleeping in the servants quarters. But what else can you do? You have no one else, no family or friends to turn to. With shaking hands, you take the key from her and head towards the guest rooms with your heart pounding painfully against your ribs.

Eventually, you find a room and collapse onto the bed, tears streaming down your face as you clutch your pillow tightly. You vow that one day, somehow, you will get revenge on this cruel woman who has taken everything away from you... even if it means killing her in her sleep.

With her back turned to you as she finishes tying her kimono tightly, Ako sighs softly in annoyance before rounding on you with a murderous expression. "I swear, brat, if you touch another thing of mine besides what I give you to use..." Her voice trails off menacingly, eyes narrowed as she glares at the knife hidden within your sleeve.

Placing her hand on her hip, Ako paces back and forth in front of you. "Fine then," she grinds out between clenched teeth, "I'll let you earn your keep today." She tosses a set of clothes at your feet. "You can work as a maid, cleaning the brothel and satisfying clients who pay extra for the privilege... or I could always assign you to one of the girls downstairs, if you think that'd be more fun..." Her voice drips with venom as she taunts you with your helplessness.

The clothes at your feet are simple; a frilly apron and skirt with a low-cut top. A

As your claws extend and slash into her chest, blood sprays across the floor in an eerie echo of what had happened to your parents' home when they sold you to Ako. She stumbles back, eyes wide with shock and disbelief before narrowing as anger flares within them. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, punctuated by pain-filled grunts as she clutches at the wound on her chest, trying to staunch the flow of blood.

You can almost see the realization dawn on her: She was wrong. You weren't helpless. Even now, as injured and weakened as you were, you still had some fight left in you... and that terrifies her more than anything else. It's time to take control of this situation once more.

"No..." she whispers hoarsely, a mix of fear and fury lacing her voice. With shaking hands, she reaches for the knife at her hip, raising it up to defend herself against further attacks... but you're already too close. You move faster than she can react, grabbing the weapon

With a loud cry of anger and pain, Ako throws herself at you. Her injured arm useless, she tackles you to the ground in a flurry of claws and teeth as her remaining hand scrambles for purchase on anything that could help her regain control of the situation. The force of the impact knocks the wind out of your lungs, leaving you gasping and struggling beneath her weight.

Pinned down by her superior strength, all you can do is try to fight back with whatever means you have left. Your claws rake at her exposed flesh as she beats and bites at your body in a primal fury. Blood flows freely between the two of you, mingling on the floor like some sick artwork created by a demented goddess. The cold air rushes into your lungs as you thrash beneath her, desperate to break free from her merciless grip.

The room becomes a whirlwind of violence and pain; a battle between two beings who have been pushed past their breaking points and are now fighting for survival. Ako's anger fuels her strength, making her seem like an un

Her eyes widen in pain as your foot connects solidly with her groin. With a guttural scream of agony, she rolls off you, clutching at herself protectively. Panting harshly, she looks up at you through watery eyes, anger and humiliation warring for dominance on her pale features. Blood trickles from between her fingers as she gasps for breath.

The fight has left both of you injured, exhausted... but only one stands victorious. The air is heavy with the scent of blood and violence, the atmosphere charged with an eerie sense of finality. Ako's lips curl into a cold smile, showing her sharp teeth stained red with your blood and hers. She draws herself up to her full height despite the pain, regaining control once more as she surveys the damage done to both of you.

"You have no idea what you've just done..." she says softly, almost dreamily, voice barely above a whisper as her gaze travels slowly over your battered form before fixing on your face. "I will make sure that you pay for this." Her

With a muffled gasp, Ako collapses to the floor unconscious. Blood trickles down her face where you struck her, staining her pale skin crimson. She lies motionless on the ground for several long moments before slowly beginning to stir. Her eyelids flutter weakly and she lets out a groan of pain as consciousness begins to return.

The taste of copper fills your mouth from where you bit down during the struggle, but victory is sweet nonetheless. For now, Ako lies at your feet; defeated and defenseless. But that won't last long. She'll wake up soon enough with an even greater rage boiling beneath her cold exterior... unless you do something about it first.

As you tend to her wounds and clean up the blood, your hands shake with an odd mixture of adrenaline and fear. You know that Ako won't forgive this betrayal easily, if at all. But at least for now, she's out of commission. The sound of sirens approaches in the distance, growing closer by the second.

The room around you seems to close in; it's only a matter of time before someone arrives and discoveres what's happened here tonight. You could try to make your escape while everyone is focused on Ako... but where would you go? Even if you could manage to leave unseen, there's nowhere safe for someone like you anymore. No, it seems that running away isn't an option after all.

Maybe... just maybe, you could find a way to turn this situation to your advantage somehow. If Ako were out of the picture, then surely things would be different for everyone else here at the brothel, wouldn't they? With that thought lingering in your mind, you finish tending to her wounds and sit down wearily, watching as Ako slowly

The sirens grow closer still as you finish packing your belongings and sneak out the back door. The night air is cold against your skin, carrying with it the scent of rain in the distance. You have no idea where to go or what to do now that you've left Ako behind... but one thing is certain: your life will never be the same again.

As you wander aimlessly through the streets, lost in thought and memory, a shadowy figure approaches you from out of nowhere. Before you can react, rough hands reach out and grab hold of your arm, spinning you around roughly to face your assailant: a man with slicked-back hair wearing an expensive suit... one of Ako's enforcers.

His grip is like iron as he pulls you closer, eyes narrowing as they take in your injuries and disheveled appearance. "Where's the boss?" he snarls through clenched teeth, voice laced with barely contained rage. His other hand flicks out to rap your knuckles painfully against the back of your head; a warning not to

The force of your retaliation sends the enforcer stumbling back with a choked cry of pain and surprise as your claws dig deep into his chest and tear through to the flesh beneath. He clutches at his wounds, blood oozing between his fingers as he tries to staunch the flow; but it's already too late.

Gritting your teeth against the pain that still throbs dully in your injured arm, you advance on him with a snarl. Your other claws stretch and flex menacingly as he backpedals, eyes wide with fear as he realizes that there's no way out of this fight unscathed. The streets around you fall silent save for the sound of their ragged breathing and the dull thudding of footsteps on concrete.

The enforcer tries to land a punch, but your faster reflexes allow you to easily dodge to the side, throwing him off balance. You leap forward once more, tearing into his throat with your claws as he chokes and gurgles out his last breath. His body hits the ground hard, blood pooling

As the last of his struggles cease and silence falls once more over the street, you turn away, anger and despair warring for dominance within your chest. With a shaking hand, you wipe the blood from your claws onto the enforcer's jacket before tossing it aside carelessly.

You don't know where to go now; all that's left of your old life has been destroyed, and with it any hope of going back to how things were. But at least... at least you're free. Free from Ako's abuse, free from this life of servitude and pain. Maybe there's something more out there for you now; some chance at redemption or happiness, if only you could find it among the darkness.

The rain starts to fall as you walk aimlessly through the streets once more, contemplating your next move. The sound of sirens grow ever closer, but they don't seem to bother you quite as much now that you've done what needed to be done... at least for today.

Where will your journey take you from here? Only time and fate can tell.