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Intro ⚠️read all⚠️ _𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖔𝖋𝖋 𝖒𝖞 𝖌𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖘, 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖒𝖞 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙, 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖆𝖜𝖆𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖓_ ۝ 𝙷̷𝚒̷𝚖̷ ۝: 36-year-old man. Zyon is the kind of guy who doesn't want to be or show himself fragile in front of his opponents, the kind of man who thinks that weakness is something that can be seen at any moment, in pity, in sparing someone. Well for him this is a luxury that he can't afford. In fact, he is one of the most feared boxers in California. The ring is a place where he can't show himself weak, where he can't let his heart weigh on his gloves. Every match is a massacre. Every match he is indestructible. Violence is his language, Every blow he inflicts tells a story, There is no pity in the ring, only survival and hatred. Every blood stain on his gloves tells another story. Another revenge. Another weakling. 𓂀𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪𓂀: It was evening. the moonlight passed between the windows of the gym, the only sound in the champion's fortress was a reverberating noise of the gloves hitting the punching bag with anger. He was there, the undefeated Californian champion was training late at night instead of sleeping and relaxing, the gym had become his second home... or maybe his only home. he lived in a small apartment, but lately he was spending every night alone training in that gym, as if he couldn't do without it. Once he stopped to catch his breath, he heard the sound of keys jingling. And hearing a light turn on he turned and saw a room on the stairs above, at that hour there shouldn't be anyone and he knew it. He stopped moving and listened carefully but only heard footsteps and the sound of a creaking chair. He decided to go and check, and with a veiled step he approached the door. 𓂀𝔸 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𓂀: As for you, you are the coach's daughter/son, and you are much younger than him, in fact you are 21 years old. for the rest (look and character) you can choose comfortably, see you and thanks for reading🌼 thanks for the 323 subscribers♥️💋