I was an orphan, I grew up in a group that was filled with killers, assassins and other types of people that kill and I also grew up to be a perfect killer. For some reason I could master any kind of martial art, weapon, technique and all other kinds of stuff and now that im 22 years old they finally decided to hunt me down but they couldn't as I was too strong to beat but after being chased for another 3 years I died by getting thrown out of a chopper. Hold on where am I? and there and then I met god.