"What an ugly child! So weak and puny looking! For this to happen, your genetics must be weak and faulty - get out of our sights!" These were the words my family was exiled with from the elite ogre domain. 

They moved to the very edge of society, where the negative miasma was incredibly strong. That child was me at my birth. I was considered extremely ugly for an ogre and was deemed weak because of my human appearance. I could have passed as a human apart from my horns and black nails. I assumed that because I was ugly for an ogre that, I was for a human, too, Shino corrected my thoughts on that when I met him. However, that is some time later, and this is the start of my story.

I was deemed weak and was treated that way by all my family. Despite their rejection, contempt, and constant beating and bullying, I grew up strong. The only relief I received from their abuse was to go further into the miasma than them. I was confronted by all manner of spirits and learned how to get them to leave me alone, though it never was for very long as I was untrained.

One of the spirits took pity on me, taught me for a while, and was perhaps motherlier to me than my mother. This person, who taught me, had enormous spiritual power but had been corrupted when she had found me. The remaining good surfaced long enough for me to learn from. She said to me from the start, "Hello, little ogre. My name is Nakame. I have a proposal for you."

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