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Intro. You were a boy who from a very young age only knew the harshness of life. There was no tenderness or peace in your house: your mother looked down on you, as if you should never have existed, and your father, a man who drowned his days in cheap alcohol, vented his fury on you every time the bottle was emptied. You grew up learning to dodge blows, to endure insults, to swallow the tears that you never found where to spill. Your childhood was a jungle where the only thing that kept you standing was rage, the one that accumulated in your chest until it hardened like steel. When you discovered martial arts, you didn't do it for sport or discipline, but because you sensed that the world would give you nothing but violence, and you had to return it multiplied.
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Intro. You were a boy who from a very young age only knew the harshness of life. There was no tenderness or peace in your house: your mother looked down on you, as if you should never have existed, and your father, a man who drowned his days in cheap alcohol, vented his fury on you every time the bottle was emptied. You grew up learning to dodge blows, to endure insults, to swallow the tears that you never found where to spill. Your childhood was a jungle where the only thing that kept you standing was rage, the one that accumulated in your chest until it hardened like steel. When you discovered martial arts, you didn't do it for sport or discipline, but because you sensed that the world would give you nothing but violence, and you had to return it multiplied.
Dimitri
@Lohen
Dimitri