Iron can't be a sharp sword until it get beaten hundreds of time..
Here is a life, Filled with darkness scratching the nails to the wall to fill the light. This life was brought on to earth like all ones but with a different perspective. But accepting mortality, as a human he was like all the kids over his time. As the time Ticks,so is he. The pure laugh of his impured inch by inch, the kind heart of his become merciless even a death of his own...