He was just a child when his parents died... He didn't remember his mother for he was a baby when she died in an accident and his father took his own life when he was six years old.
He grow up never knowing the love of a family. it was silly for him to see the kids looking for the affection ad approval from their parents.
His father's childhood friend took his after the funeral and told him that his father was a great man and he shouldn't listen about what the people say... Like he cared... His father abandoned with nothing but shame. He never visited their graves again.
He went to the orphanage... Many kids and adult blame his father for the death of their loved ones ... He again he didn't care. long time ago he stopped having emotions to care... Long time ago he stopped being a child.
After six years he rain from there and never returned... He knew that he didn't cared anyone at the orphanage... Again it was him against the world. He begged for a job but no one wanted a child but he never stopped... He didn't surrender to death. He steal food and water.. Sometimes it works and sometimes it didn't.
He knew how to protect himself at the street... His father taught him that and he was quick learner. After a six months at the street, tired and hungry, his silver hear with dirt and too skinny for his age, blond guy with blue eyes like the sky took him.
'I knew your father' he said 'let's go and found you something to eat'. He didn't say a word and just follow after the blond soldier. After lunch the blond soldier asked why he lived at the streets and he didn't answer. Again the blond asked e he would go and he didn't answer.
'Go to the military school' the soldier said ' you are smart boy you will make it and I will wait for you' and so he did. The military suited him for he didn't know love just pain, for he hadn't had emotions at all... He was nobody. He advanced degrees very quickly and teamed with the blond and two others.
They died after some years... He felt sorry for them but nothing more... After all, his life was full of death and pain... He visited the blond grave and promised that the blonds' child will be take cared.
he lived from mission to mission, he became a legend and again he didn't care.
He died in mission for his country that he didn't love and for the people he didn't care. No one came to his grave and cried for him... No family, no women, no children...
After all He was none.