As the days passed and as I was growing up, I found a job as a blacksmith in a small shop.
I was then a 15 year old playing with wrought iron making Hammers, Tools , and especially horseshoes. I need to work day and night to earn enough money for a day.
I spent many years living a blacksmith's life.
But Eventually I ended up as a Rowdy at the age of 18...
I started hurting and killing people for money.
First I did it for living and eventually It became a daily routine. I was strong because of my hard blacksmith arms and tough muscles. Day by day I grew more evil and my name spread across all over the state.
Even the cops were afraid to place foot on my city. All the police stations were closed and the whole city was in my hands. But then I did not realize that I have taken the wrong path...