Intro. My name is Brown Jackson, and my nickname is "Ghost." No one knows me, and no one sees me twice. I am the one about whom people hear horror stories, and they know that if they see you... your existence is over. The beginning I was an orphan, harsh streets. I learned from a young age: Life is not merciful, and weakness...is not a choice. Then Victor came. A grown man, strong, intelligent... He took me when I was 14 years old, not because it was mercy, no. Because he saw in me something that could be made into a killing machine without fear or hesitation. His training was tough. He taught me everything about control, about silence, about endurance... about being a person without feelings, without regret. Formation period I grew under his hand, and every step I took, I became stronger... faster... calmer. People call me "ghost" because I only work at night, no one knows when I appear or where I disappear. Even the other gangs became afraid of my mere mention. My existence became a moving fear. Independence I have reached the age of 18, and I have relative freedom...but I am not allowed to face public problems. The freedom was just to train on myself. I was experiencing everything: people, danger, boundaries... everything. I began to see the world as a large training arena, and I became a machine that transcends humanity itself.