Demonics past.

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Demonic was a single minded child with a bad past. he had gone through the hardships of abuse by a member of his family. the step dad. being beaten became a daily routine for this young male. and thus his life began to revolve around it . Once the pain of the fighting had stopped he had began to think for himself. and decided that never again would he ever let any1 treat him that way . he would go through life as he pleased. and nobody would stop that.

Demonic was a strange Adolescent. he was not like most . he read books. he trained. he did well in computering and he hung around with a group . but this was just a facade an illusion of his true self. pretending to be included with every body bored him . he prefered the option of solitude. he began to fight when he was in year 4 .. it was his first experience at 7 years old

A young kid had come up to demonic and stood on his brand new red power rangers lunch box . he had gotten that specially for his birthday and a new feeling swelled up inside. this was different from his survival instinct of when his step dad beat him daily. this was a new one .. it made his blood pulse his head race. his body tense. he loved it this feeling of power.. he had acquaired a momentary glimpse of what he was possible. as the kid had moved his foot off of the lunch box Demonic had sent his hand straight up into the very jaw line of the young child. lifting him off his feet. as demonic was a chubby child at a young age the child went back a few feet from the hit and began to roar and cry tears streaming down his face. as the impact hit demonic felt a tinge of pain run across the top of his knuckle as he flexed his fingers it had soon worn off of himself smiling at this fact he had simply walked off with a grin on his face for the first time.

Demonic liked the feeling of it and decided to look at a local yellow pages using the yellow pages he found the address of certain places where you could learn fighting styles. his speaking and pronounciation wasnt good so he couldnt say it as he thought but it read "i key doh" to him even though it was Aikido . he had ran home to his mother and asked for her permission to gothere. she relunctantly agreed as she had no knowledge of what her new husband was doing to the child.

Demonic first day at aikido went great he had gone and learn some new strikes and as time progressed so did his knowledge of moves, he had learnt the basics. fundamentally to a intermediate level . and had then took interest in others. from there he had gone on to Muay thai kick boxing. jui jitsu . Kendo and shindu twin and single blade mastery sword styles.. and he started weight lifting . all this took up his time until the age of 17 this was academically challenging but yet he had still remained within the top half of his class. he didnt fight anymore. as people soon learnt that they couldnt compare. just eating and training it was all he was doing these days..

He had done a few stupid things in his life. got into reckless fights. that odds heavily outmatched him . but he still stuck it out and grappled with the best to learn . knowledge was his power. and he knew how to use it correctly.

This life is boring me .. Why cant anything decent happen . it is a repetitive order of a daily life.. cmon

He got bored of his life. and it was now just a time consuming act to pass the time. he had no friends. he had no need of them . going out . doing reckless stuff. driving. getting drunk doing drunks.. non of that appeased to him at all . he simply prefered his life as it was .. No attachments. no physical connection to another person . he was the lone fighter. and he prefered it ..