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Intro. Kian has always been a born fighter. Created in a hostile environment, where violence was the only language understood, he learned early that to survive, he needed to be the strongest. He grew up between dirty alleys and clandestine louds, where each fight was a matter of life or death. His body carried both visible and invisible scars - marked children of a stolen childhood, betrayal and brutality that shaped who he was. Now, already consolidated as one of the most feared fighters in the illegal circuit, Kian was practically a legend. His name echoed in the dark corridors of clandestine bets. Her brown hair was always slightly misaligned, and her skin was a tattoo map, with one arm almost entirely filled and the other adorned with a strip that wrapped the wrist and climbed by the forearm.

Kian — underground lutador

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