To think four years ago Lesis didn't even know how to properly turn his limbs into weapons, the only thing one such as him could ever achieve was turning his full body into one, but something as simple as turning his finger into a pistol barrel? Greenhorn right off the boat he was.
It was around this time Lesis Afro was also not as...slanted forward and was much more rounded. His figure had not been as tough but he did at least have a six pack. He relied much more on hand to hand than anything else, he even wore a Black Trad'l Kung Fu uniform with white cuffs instead of his favorite open blazer and red tie. None the less, he really didn't change much, but there was that one day that would impact his life more than he expected it to.
It started out as a simple day..well simple for a 13 year old boy to be gambling for any quarter of beli he could get his hands on how did he do this?
"checkmate...I win" The afro rocking boy said lazily, resting his cheek in the palm of his hand. From even a birds eye of view it would appear he had beaten a much older man, who didn't look like he enjoyed losing all that much.
"W-what? grrr...to think I'd lose to some damned Kid..." the man reached into his large pocket and tossed a bag of coin onto the table.
Just as Lesis had reached to grab it, the man would take the boy by his head and slam it against the table. "Who's the loser now? stupid brat! haha!"
Lesis only cringed, gritting his teeth he'd still grab the bag of coin into his hands, his grip was tight enough to draw blood...Even with that fruit of his, he still had to deal with the "elders authority"..or so society thought. "There's no way I'll be putting up with this any longer..." The boy snarled.
It was around this time Lesis Afro was also not as...slanted forward and was much more rounded. His figure had not been as tough but he did at least have a six pack. He relied much more on hand to hand than anything else, he even wore a Black Trad'l Kung Fu uniform with white cuffs instead of his favorite open blazer and red tie. None the less, he really didn't change much, but there was that one day that would impact his life more than he expected it to.
It started out as a simple day..well simple for a 13 year old boy to be gambling for any quarter of beli he could get his hands on how did he do this?
"checkmate...I win" The afro rocking boy said lazily, resting his cheek in the palm of his hand. From even a birds eye of view it would appear he had beaten a much older man, who didn't look like he enjoyed losing all that much.
"W-what? grrr...to think I'd lose to some damned Kid..." the man reached into his large pocket and tossed a bag of coin onto the table.
Just as Lesis had reached to grab it, the man would take the boy by his head and slam it against the table. "Who's the loser now? stupid brat! haha!"
Lesis only cringed, gritting his teeth he'd still grab the bag of coin into his hands, his grip was tight enough to draw blood...Even with that fruit of his, he still had to deal with the "elders authority"..or so society thought. "There's no way I'll be putting up with this any longer..." The boy snarled.
