The Boy who makes bread

It was very early in the morning there are poorly built buildings made out of rotting oak planks the size of a small shack. it is completely dark. A young boy with yellow eyes with a blue-colored sclera around the age of 11 wakes up, he is wearing a torn sleeveless black haori. he is covered in dirt from sleeping on the muddy floor. He yawns as he looks at his younger brother that is still sleeping, and around the room with bags under his eyes. he grabs onto a hole made through rotting planks in the ceiling. As he pulls himself out of the hole, he turns back to look at the dirt hole in the ground where he sleeps. He would cover the hole with a dirty piece of cloth. The boy would grab an axe and a bag of supplies. As he opens the door it is pitch black, the only visible light is bright lights emitting from the top of a mountain far away. As he takes a step outside, his foot sinks into the mud to his knees. He would start to walk with his axe over one shoulder and the bag of supplies over the other. As he walks through the muddy streets the sun would start to rise to illuminate the thousands of small poorly built wooden houses. People would start to emerge from their homes and swarm the streets. the stench of rotting corpses would plague the air.

As the boy walks he reaches a large open area where rows of Hundreds of crucified corpses would rot in the open. Thousands of mutated crows would fly high in this area.


A few hours later the boy would approach a giant andesite wall that is being constructed, the wall would stretch to both sides as far as the eye could see, and reaches through the clouds.
a crowd of people would start to gather with pickaxes, axes, ropes, and more supplies.
The boy would walk onto a wooden platform connected to ropes leading up the wall high
into the sky. A man in a white uniform with a scimitar would shout "TEN NO MORE THAN 10 ARE ALLOWED ON IF YOU ARE OVERWEIGHT YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED ON."
10 people would proceed to get on the platform including the boy.
The man in white would pull on a rope that seemed to be hanging down from
high in the clouds. The loud ring of a bell would be heard echoing from high in the clouds.
The platform would begin to slowly rise.
an 11th man would rush through the crowd trying to reach the platform.
" L-LET ME ON DAM IT." he would yell
he would push through the crowd and reach the platform.
he leaped to grab onto the platform that was slowly rising.
"PLEASE, PLEASE I NE-ED TO EARN MONEY TO FEED MY FAMIL-."
The man would be interrupted, as a large amount of blood sprays
in intense volumes from his neck. as he tries to speak
his head would slide backward falling off of his neck. His body would release its hold on the
platform and fall to the ground. The man in white would say "by the decree of the Third king
William Frederick, anything that disobeys the Brotwächters will be punished with immediate
execution.
The wooden platform would start to rise higher and higher.
"Dam moron. should have waited his turn." a large man with a long beard and a bald spot would say.
the man would turn to the boy.
"Hey kid what's your name eh?" The boy would look at him and stay quiet.
"Eh look at you, you're ugly as hell, COME ON SAY SOMETHING, you look like a freak. What is ya name?"

"Like I would ever let a steaming pile of dogshit like you know my name, let alone allow you speak it. shut up and keep your questions to yourself." the boy said

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST CALL ME??!?!"
"ILL KILL YOU." the man would yell

Another person would put their hand on the man's shoulder.
"Calm down it's just a ki-"
the man would push the other person away from him "SHUT THE HELL UP."
the man would attempt to throw a punch at the boy, but 2 other men would hold him back.
The boy would just watch them struggle. The people would start to hold on to the rope due to the 3 men shaking the platform. The enraged man would shrug off one of the people attempting to restrain him, and he would push the man away from him leading to him tripping and falling from the platform. The struggle would stop as everybody is in shock, and they would start to call the enraged man names.
"YOU DAM SAVAGE!!."
"What the hell is wrong with you."
"Wh-at a violent person."
"MURDERER!!."
The man would stutter and say
"I-i -I did not mean to, HE CAME ON TO ME. IT'S ALL HIS FAULT THAT HE FELL OFF."

another person would respond by saying
"HE WAS TRYING TO STOP YOU FROM HURTING THAT KID, YOU'RE A KILLER, A COLD-BLOODED KILLER, THE CHILD DID NOTHING TO YOU."

"N-no, NO NO NO, it's NOT MY FAULT, it's NOT MY FAULT, HE FELL OFF ON HIS OWN, I AM NO MURDERER."

the boy would look at him and pull down four of his fingers and leave the middle one up.

"YOU BITCH, IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT YOU KILLED HI-"

"I have not done anything to you or those men, I do not know what you are talking about."
The boy says.
The Platform would suddenly stop rising. They reached the top of the wall.
"THE MAN IN BLACK IS A MURDERER, HE PUSHED SOMEBODY OFF AND WAS GOING TO KILL
THAT CHILD." a woman on the platform would say
Two men in white apart of the Brotwächter unit would point their spears at him."And you all saw this man do this?" One of the guards would ask.

"He-he killed my friend he is a cold-blooded killer, WE ALL SAW IT." the other man would say.
The guards would both impale their spears through the throat of the man who committed the murder. they would pull the spears out, and grab his body.

"You will now carry on with your day as usual." the guard said.

𝟲 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿..

"Your work shift is over, it is time for you to descend." A guard said

The boy would Descend back down with the platform. After a few more hours of walking, he walks passed a group of people praying. He would pass them and arrive at a stone building.
The building stands out next to all of the tiny poorly built houses made of wood. He would enter the building. There would be people singing, dancing, drinking, eating, and partying.
A very tall man with long flowing brown hair, and brown eyes, would walk up to the boy. The man was dressed in a baker's outfit made for his size.

"Ah you finally arrived you had me worried for a bit there, Kenjin." the man said with a smile on his face.
"Yeah sorry, some monkey pushed a person off so the watchers held us a bit late for that."

" HAHAHAHHA, don't worry it's fine, Now... are you ready to bake??" the man asked with a smile on his face

" Faraniris " The Großer Bäcker". that's how everyone knows him as the only other person than my little brother who cares about me. I don't know too much about him, but I have been working in his bakery since I was 7. I am grateful that I can work for a man like him who has accomplished so much despite growing up in the slums. He has protected both me and my little brother I owe him." the boy would say in his mind.

"Heey, what do I always tell you? You gotta smile more, laugh more, trust me with those eyes of yours you'll knock em dead, HAHAHAHA." Faraniris said while Laughing. 

"Of course I am ready, come on let's get started," Kenjin said.

"I remember Mr. Faran saying, that bread takes time and patience, but with baking, you can create whatever is in your mind, and it's just about the feeling. Dough has its way of life and its way of reacting, trying to get a piece of dough that is massive feels like trying to tame a wild beast. Then again Mr. Faran always saw baking more as a majestic art than a job, I wish I was as well off as Mr. Faran, not needing to worry about food or money or shelter, being able to relax and feel accomplished.

After they finish baking Kenjin hears a familiar voice calling out for him. As he turns around and sees a young child with black hair, a torn black Haori, and beautiful black colored eyes sprinting toward him.

"BROTHER!!! YOUR HEREEEE!!!"  a young boy yells

"Ryuzaru, it's good to see you. How was school today?" Kenjin asked.
"W-well it was good, b-but one of the other kids threw something at the teacher, and he and his friends said it was me, even though it wasn't me. The teacher kicked me, I COULD'NT  DO ANYTHING I-I-I I AM SORRY KENJI." Ryuzaru would say as he cries.

"It's alright I am here," says Kenjin as he hugs him.
"What does this teacher of yours look like Ryu?" Kenjin would ask
"Y-you mean Mr. Takeshiro Kanzantaro? a-a- are you going to tell him to stop hurting me?" Ryuzaru would ask as tears streamed down his face. 
"I will have a conversation with him, don't worry your new teacher will never lay a finger on you I will make sure of that," Kenjin said.
"New teacher? What does he mean by that?" Ryuzaru would think to himself.
"Mr. Faran. could you watch after Ryu for a bit I have something to discuss with one of his teachers," Kenjin said with a face that was even more emotionless than normal. 
"Yeah don't worry he'll be fine here." Mr. Faran said while giving a thumbs up.
Kenjin would start walking to the school. 


After an hour Kenjin would Arrive at the school. The building that is called a school looks more like a house of horrors, with rotting planks, stench, and people. Kenjin would walk passed a decomposing body that was not cleaned up. He stood out as he walked through the school, with his strange colored eyes. he would walk up to a child around the same age as his brother.
With an emotionless look on his face, he grabs the child by the throat and holds him up in the air.
"𝙏𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙏𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙤 𝙞𝙨," Kenjin says in a deadly calm voice. The child would start to scream and cry.
"AAAAAAAAAAGHHHH, HELP." 
Kenjin would feel a hand on his shoulder, and he would let go of the young child. As he turns around he would see an overweight man with black hair and a beard.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" the man says with a shocked expression on his face. 
"𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘔𝘳. 𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘰?" Kenjin asked calmly with the same emotionless expression on his face.
"H-HUH!?! YEAH, THAT'S ME LISTEN HERE, KID. I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO IS ALLOWED TO PUNISH MY STUDE-" The overweight man was cut off mid-sentence.
as he looks down and sees Kenjin holding his axe is covered in blood. 
As he looks further down he realizes his arm is laying on the floor.
"Do not lay your disgusting hands on me." 
Mr. Takeshiro would scream at the top of his lungs while holding the elbow of the arm that was cut off. The screaming would stop as Kenjin slashes the jaw of Mr. Takeshiro with his axe. Blood would spray everywhere. Only the Lower jaw has been completely cut off. Kenjin would proceed to swing the axe and slice through the throat of Mr. Takeshiro.
The head of Mr. Takeshiro would be launched off as Kenjin slices through his neck.
Kenjin would turn around and walked away as the body of Mr. Takeshiro would fall to the ground.
Kenjin would hide the axe back in his shirt where he originally pulled it out from. He would proceed to walk in the open covered in blood back to the bakery. Before he would enter the bakery he would try to wipe off some of the blood.
Upon his return to the bakery, he is greeted by his little brother.
"Kenji did you-"
"Ryu it's best not to think about all of that right now. I will collect my payment and then we can go home." Kenjin would hug him.
"Don't worry you never have to experience somebody like him again."

𝟏𝟐 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫

Kenjin would wake up, he would get up and stretch his arms out and yawn, as he looks to his side he says nothing. "Ryu is already awake?" he thinks to himself.
He would climb up and out of the hole where he sleeps. He would notice that the cover is not on the hole.
"Ryu forgot to conceal the bedroom? But he never forg-" 
Kenjin's thought is interrupted by a club to the back of the head. As Kenjin falls to the ground unconscious. 

"W-What the hell. Where am I?." Kenjin would slowly think to himself as he opens his eyes.
He would see that his legs and arms have been tied together with rope. He is bleeding from the back of the head from where the impact occurred. As he looks up he would see that he is in the middle of the street surrounded by a crowd of people.
"Wh-ere am I?"
People from the crowd would scream insults and death wishes toward him.
"PUT HIM DOWN, HE SHOULD PAY FOR HIS CRIMES." a man would scream
  A woman with long flowing black hair would scream as she cried "HE BRUTALLY MURDERED THE MAN I LOVE AND THE FATHER OF MY DAUGHTERS."

The crowd started chanting for a second execution.
"PUT HIM UP WITH THE OTHER ONE." a man yelled.
"R-ryu, shit where are you Ryu?" as he looked around the street. He would recognize where he was. He saw the Hundreds of crucifixions.
"A-are these people going to nail me to one of those things?"
 "Shit I must have been knocked out and dragged out here. They probably hired some jackasses to come after me. It must be Family and close friends of that overweight shitbag."
he would think.
"EVERYBODY QUIET DOWN WE ARE GOING TO NOW ANNOUNCE THE PUNISHMENT."
One of the guards said.
"THAT'S BULLSHIT WHERE IS THE TRIAL," Kenjin screamed. 
"They probably bribed the guards, I am going to die, I can't die, I don't want to die." Kenji thought to himself. 
"You will be exiled from the Östliche Sun Kingdom and  Brotstadt as your punishment."
The guard announced.

"S-so am I not going to die after all huh? I-i need to find Ryu now." He thought to himself

As Kenjin looked up at the crucifixion closest to him, his eyes widened and his breathing stopped completely. He could not focus on anything else anymore. He looked up and saw his little brother Ryuzaru on the crucifix.

"R-R-R-R-yu-zaru..." he would stutter




𝗧𝗢 𝗕𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗨𝗘𝗗....