Adzuh Akaitsu

[Joslae]

Born on Dromund Kaas, his parents both serving under the Empire as Sith. Adzuh Akaitsu had a starting life that had transpired with cruelty. His father being a Lord of the Sith had discovered his ability of the force sooner than later. When the little boy was almost lifting his toys without ever touching them. Making his father conduct plans. Adzuh was to become a Sith, true heir to his heritage of Sith blood. So his father had taught him to never give up… To always get up when he got beaten. Adzuh learned this the hard way… From the age of five, when he was able to carry a training blade, he was taught significant things surrounding the force and what the effects of the combative statue inflicted. He was shocked, beaten and cut. All in the name of his father's legacy and with that greed for power.

His mother on the other hand, had nothing to say about the way her son was inflicted mental and physical damage. She had a smile on her face when she saw her little boy, be beaten by the father he had. It was necessary, for him to survive.

When Adzuh finally turned the right age for the Korriban academy or at least the right age for his father to say he was ready, he was sent there without goodbyes. He was a cold hearted, beaten up boy. That had nothing to say in his life, since like his mother taught him. The Pureblood race, including his father, were the true leaders of the Empire. Something he would never forget, nor ever let go.