Prologue
An old man with grey spikey hair and a long mustache, walked into a house. As he walked into the house, he found the living room to be messy, with the kitchen to be just as worse. A woman of above average height, medium black hair, and light brown eyes. She was wearing an orange shirt, covered by a long sleeve flannel with orange and blue stripes. She was chasing a young boy. The young boy was 11 years old, he had dark messy and spikey hair, almost the same pattern as his grandpa but even worse and more wild.
The boy was running around the place causing mischief, as he usually does, because his mom is too easy going on him. With such a destructive boy, the old man had to take severe methods of discipline. And so, he gave a punch to the young boy's jaw, sending him to the other side of the room.
His mom was not the biggest fan of this method, but she was thankful anyways. However, the boy was not done, as he got back up with a bright smile on his face when he saw his grandpa again.
"Grandpa when do I get to skip school? I want to go on adventures just like you!" He asked his grandpa. The young boy did not like school, stating it as useless and boring.
His grandpa kept the same unnerving look on his face, being calm and collected as he usually is.
"I would let you go on your own adventures young man, but… you still are not ready yet."
"Why not old man? I am ready now! I'm able to take on the outside world!"
"Come with me to the playground, Tabi." He told the young man.
And so they did, they both went outside and got to their playground…
They got on the sand, and the old man drew a line on the sand and stood on it.
"If you are able to push me out this line, then you will be able to go wherever you like, go on numerous adventures. Fail, and you will go back to your house and do what your mother tells you to do. Understood?"
"Yes sir!"
"I will give you these rules I have to follow to make it easier for you."
"I cannot lift my legs, nor shall I move my head, nor shall I even move an inch. If you are able to push me, then you win. You get 5 minutes…"
The young boy thought it would have been easier than taking candy from a baby, he knew his grandfather was stronger than most men in the world, but he did not expect the level of sheer endurance the old man would display, especially for the fact that he looked fragile.
The young boy jumped as high as he could to land his leg on the back of the old man's neck, nothing happened, the old man did not even flinch. He then gave an uppercut to his stomach, which only ended up hurting Tabi's hand himself. His hand was paralyzed, not even being able to move, it was in pain. He tried to head butt the old man, but his head only ended up bleeding. He had never felt something like this before. But, in that same moment, at the same time he felt deep pain for the first time, he got excited. And his eyes would lit up, this is something that he never felt before, this rush to fight. But it's nothing like before, he would spar with his mother. But her mother would never go as far as the old man would. It's that sense of danger that Tabi seeks so much. He then ran up and tried to tackle his grandfather, and only after that, did he faint.
A few moments later, Tabi was seen with bandages in his bed, dreaming about the fight…
"So, do you think he is ready, old man?" His mother asked.
"Hmm, maybe wait for two years… I am sure he'll be ready when the time comes…"