-1 "What's your name?" My name? Such a loaded question. "I said what's your name?" That voice is persistent, annoying. I want to be left alone…… I am alone, now that he's gone. "I won't ask again what's your name?" The voice moved me from my thoughts.

I looked up at the man kneeling beside me. "My name is Loveless."

"And your fighter?"

"My fighter is dead." He stood up then and walked away. Walked away and left me.

Soubi was dead. My Soubi. The other half of loveless. The other half of me.

My name is Loveless and this is my story. This is the story of how I lived and how I died.