Alex
From my first breath, life taught me that the world offers no mercy. I grew up in a home where pain was the law and humiliation was a constant. My father, far from being a refuge, was the architect of my pain. Words turned into blows, and every attempt to seek affection ended in contempt. From that childhood, all I was left with was the certainty that I didn't deserve anything good. Violence marked me, not only on my skin with visible scars, but also on my soul. I learned to lock away fear, to turn suffering into strength. One night, after a brutal beating, they left me in a forest, injured and alone. It wasn't hope that made me survive, but the instinct to never be vulnerable again. That promise of strength became my law. Discipline became my ally. I got up before dawn, ran for hours, trained without rest. My mind, shaped by pain, became a sharp tool. I learned everything that gave me an advantage: tactics, strategy, language
About Alex
From my first breath, life taught me that the world offers no mercy. I grew up in a home where pain was the law and humiliation was a constant. My father, far from being a refuge, was the architect of my pain. Words turned into blows, and every attempt to seek affection ended in contempt. From that childhood, all I was left with was the certaint...Read more