It was early in the morning and Miles woke up to the sound of his enemies, which were bound and gagged, whimpering in the closet. He slipped on his bullet proof vest under suit. His suit was originally a brilliant white, but due to his intense blood lust, has stained the suit to a permanent crimson tinge from the blood of his adversaries. He made his way through his manor, passing through his trophy room where Phoenix Wright's head was mounted the wall attached to a plaque. He proceeded to the kitchen where he prepared his breakfast. Aptly named 'Break-face" to anyone who dared to interrupt him. Edgeworth then procured a large burlap sack of tea leaves and a cup that was fashioned out of a human skull. After filling up the skull-cup with water, he then dropped in a handful of tea leaves. He glared at the cup with such intensity that the water itself began to boil and the tea instantly steeped. He poured the cup down his throat in a single movement without letting it cool, this would of scalded a lesser man, but Edgeworth's lips have been toughened to a near leather-like state.
Without uttering a single word, he suddenly leaped through his kitchen window. Action-rolling onto the roof of his armor plated Italian sports car, in slow-motion of course. Miles climbed into the drivers seat, turned the ignition key and stomped on the gas. A billowing cloud of dense smoke poured out from the back wheels and Edgeworth raced off to the courtroom with mere seconds before the trial were to begin. "I like to cut it close", Edgeworth said while driving at breakneck speeds, weaving in and out of traffic & shaving his manface with a hunting knife. He plowed through a construction zone, ramping off a towering mound of rubble, landing on several fruit vendor carts. Without further notice he reached out and grabbed an orange from the now-demolished carts.
"A man needs his vitamin C" he proclaimed in a superhero-esque fashion before chomping down the orange, peel and all. He then sped off leaving a wake of destruction behind him.
Miles Edgeworth arrived at the courthouse moments later in a most dramatic fashion. Driving his car straight up to the prosecutors bench. He stepped out of the car slowly, a pair of glossy sunglasses adorned his stone-cut face.
"Why.. WHY.. THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE!!" The judge exclaimed.
"This is a court of law!"
Edgeworth removed his sunglasses and spoke a single word. "Guilty". The judge was instantly swayed in his favor and the verdict was announced in record time.
The opposing defense attorney attempted to object but was swiftly struck with the back of Edgeworth's hand. Sending him flying into the wall and turning him into a crumpled mass of broken bones. "Overruled", Miles said before the defense attorney's final breathe escaped his lips.
Edgeworth's actions always went unheeded and without consequence. Destroying every opponent in a manly display of manliness.
Thus the name Manworth was born