I was thinking of when I came into existence. …But the man I am now? The person I am now? I was rage, three years ago. Rage, determination, loyalty, hate. I look back at the writings we made at the time, after everything that had happened, the sentiments we had beginning martial arts. That was me. “No one else will be strong for us!” “I have to take his place!” “I have to be as strong as him…” That was…