I... Have no memories of my past or of my parents. All i can remember is a young boy who is smilling kindly with warmth. Right now what i know is that a old man picked me up from a riviver when i was stranded there. He took me under his wing and care. Then i was 6 years old.  He trained and teached me the way to fight for years. We lived in the mountains far off the cities and people. I had been through enough  almost dead experinces and a lot of painful situations becaus

This is a story that will exist out of 3 parts or 4. I already have 2 parts ready ^^  --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ''Why are you like this? You are not serious right?'' i asked him seriously. It can't be. It's can't end like this... I want to hold on to you but... Something is blocking the way and i am not able to hold on...