Few people know his story. He was a legend that had faded as it was passed through the generations. Those who knew of him feared his very name. For he was the wanderer who had defeated some of the greatest fighters of their time. Some say you can still feel his presence on certain nights, and if you challenged his name to a fight, you can still feel the wind blow violently, as if laughing at the very thought.

Few they say that even in death, he watches over the few people that ever cared for him. His legend was a mysterious one, for even his name is shrouded in mystery. But even with his death, he is still feared and respected, cursed and lonely, just as he was in life.

I am one of the few people who know of his real story.