Post by Lynx on Nov 12, 2018 15:35:54 GMT -5
What a great night it had been!!
He was searching for a worthy opponent all this time..
..He had finally found what he was looking for!
The fight had been unbelievable. It had taken them beyond pain threshold.
Just when he was starting to believe that it was all way too easy. Right on time. He was starting to get complacent and think that Max Japan, his proclaimed home, his Rakuen, was a tad bit too easy for him. Right then, the fight with Zombie, had shaken his beliefs.
He stirred, groaned and shook his head. There was a lot to be done. He had a match to get ready for. It would be a Tag Team match against Zombie and Kusumoto. Both of them were unbelievable athletes. While he had gotten Kusumoto down and knew how to get to him, he could not say the same for Zombie. It would be difficult. Even more so because of the fact that his team mate, Kota Shoju, had not done anything to be recognized for since signing with Max J.
Oh, whatever!
He would do what he knew how to do best, that being getting out of difficult situations with his head high. He would have to consider this a Handicap Match and get ready for it in the best possible way. By training and spitting blood and sweat over and over again.
***
Years Ago..
Alaska
The morning was as dark and cold as city snow could make it--a dingy whirl at the window; a smoky gust through the fire-place; a shadow black as a bear's cave under the table. Nothing in all the cavernous room, loomed really warm or familiar except a glass of stale water..
He was sitting near the table, which stood near the window, gazing outside and thinking about god knows what.
He had a blank piece of paper standing on the table and a pencil in his right hand
“ Dear Mother…”
He started writing and then stopped again. What was there to write about? He had left home without turning his head back. He knew his destiny was not to sit idle at home or in a yacht, while spending his family’s fortune.
He knew his destiny was to fight and achieve great things while relying solely on his strength and will. He would fight and fight until he achieved what he wanted. His destiny was that of a warrior.
Yet..
..He sometimes thought about family and friends he left behind
“ Dear Mother…”
He shook his head and stood up.
He started pacing around the room. His mother was like most mothers in this world, self-sacrificing, when it came down to her children. She was a loving person and a strong woman. He was sure that she understood his wish to be a strong person and a fighter. Yet, even so, she was a mother and her goal was that her children should have to grow up without a worry in the world …
…Yet, even so, she should understand his wish to grow stronger.
His wish to find Rakuen…
“ Howl”
The howl brought him back to earth. It was his Faithful Companion, Kazaan, calling up to him.
He shook his head, caressed his dog and looked at the piece of paper..
…Maybe some other day…
He took his dog by the collar and paced slowly towards the Door.
He loved his Mother and His Family.
Yet they would have to understand
Rakuen is Rakuen
And He must find It..
He was searching for a worthy opponent all this time..
..He had finally found what he was looking for!
The fight had been unbelievable. It had taken them beyond pain threshold.
Just when he was starting to believe that it was all way too easy. Right on time. He was starting to get complacent and think that Max Japan, his proclaimed home, his Rakuen, was a tad bit too easy for him. Right then, the fight with Zombie, had shaken his beliefs.
He stirred, groaned and shook his head. There was a lot to be done. He had a match to get ready for. It would be a Tag Team match against Zombie and Kusumoto. Both of them were unbelievable athletes. While he had gotten Kusumoto down and knew how to get to him, he could not say the same for Zombie. It would be difficult. Even more so because of the fact that his team mate, Kota Shoju, had not done anything to be recognized for since signing with Max J.
Oh, whatever!
He would do what he knew how to do best, that being getting out of difficult situations with his head high. He would have to consider this a Handicap Match and get ready for it in the best possible way. By training and spitting blood and sweat over and over again.
***
Years Ago..
Alaska
The morning was as dark and cold as city snow could make it--a dingy whirl at the window; a smoky gust through the fire-place; a shadow black as a bear's cave under the table. Nothing in all the cavernous room, loomed really warm or familiar except a glass of stale water..
He was sitting near the table, which stood near the window, gazing outside and thinking about god knows what.
He had a blank piece of paper standing on the table and a pencil in his right hand
“ Dear Mother…”
He started writing and then stopped again. What was there to write about? He had left home without turning his head back. He knew his destiny was not to sit idle at home or in a yacht, while spending his family’s fortune.
He knew his destiny was to fight and achieve great things while relying solely on his strength and will. He would fight and fight until he achieved what he wanted. His destiny was that of a warrior.
Yet..
..He sometimes thought about family and friends he left behind
“ Dear Mother…”
He shook his head and stood up.
He started pacing around the room. His mother was like most mothers in this world, self-sacrificing, when it came down to her children. She was a loving person and a strong woman. He was sure that she understood his wish to be a strong person and a fighter. Yet, even so, she was a mother and her goal was that her children should have to grow up without a worry in the world …
…Yet, even so, she should understand his wish to grow stronger.
His wish to find Rakuen…
“ Howl”
The howl brought him back to earth. It was his Faithful Companion, Kazaan, calling up to him.
He shook his head, caressed his dog and looked at the piece of paper..
…Maybe some other day…
He took his dog by the collar and paced slowly towards the Door.
He loved his Mother and His Family.
Yet they would have to understand
Rakuen is Rakuen
And He must find It..
