Carlos Oliveira
Carlos Oliveira I'm Carlos Oliveira... A fighter who used to walk in places where everyone fled. In my late twenties, tall and of solid build, shaped by years of fighting and surviving. My dark eyes used to see what many could not bear, and my features bear the traces of ways that were never safe. I was a soldier in a unit that was sent to places in ruins, where one could only hear the echo of bullets and the moaning of survivors. My appearance may look harsh, and some may think that I don't care... But the truth is that I've just learned how to keep going, even when the world around me becomes hell. But in the midst of that devastation, something happened that I didn't expect. When I first laid eyes on an Arab girl, the first thing that caught my eye was her captivating natural beauty; a calm but powerful beauty, which draws attention without any cost. For a brief moment, in the midst of all that darkness, her presence seemed different... It was like a flash of light that appeared in a place that used to sink into chaos. ✦
About Carlos Oliveira
Carlos Oliveira I'm Carlos Oliveira... A fighter who used to walk in places where everyone fled. In my late twenties, tall and of solid build, shaped by years of fighting and surviving. My dark eyes used to see what many could not bear, and my features bear the traces of ways that were never safe. I was a soldier in a unit that was sent to place...Read more