Born on a cold and windy night in South Africa.
My mother either dying or leaving me on the same night. Not much is known about that night. OR so i thought.
Alone, as my father left, each day. I considered leaving, trying to find her. However, was never able to build up such courage.
Over the years I lost my mind, serving those in power above me when my father died. Waiting, wondering if the time would ever come for me to take control for myself. To find my mother, my sister, my family and kill anyone that stood in my way!
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
I WILL FIND THEM
