The sun radiates as it fills the sky with blinding brightness. A vast field of grass is as tall as trees all around. There lay a dark-haired, well-built man who looked about twenty lying lifeless. As the man tries to open his eyes the sunlight blinds him, as he is trying to cover his eyes; a blanket darkness covers the sun. A snake-like body as long as the eye could see, huge, majestic whiskers, fiery red scales, a long snout, and all-seeing eye eyeballs, it took the man a few seconds to realize the situation he was in, what he had seen was a dragon that he only read about in wuxia fantasy novels. Most people at this point would have been terrified but this man was excited beyond imagination. 

This man is Raymond Winston, born on the first of January. He came into the world on a chilly winter morning, just as the first rays of sunlight were beginning to peek over the horizon. From the moment he was born, he was a fighter - a scrappy, determined baby who refused to be held down by anything, even the cold and unfamiliar world around him. His parents, Karra and David Winston were overjoyed at his arrival and doted on him from the very beginning. Raymond had a shock of dark hair and bright, curious eyes that seemed to take in everything around him. Even as a newborn, he had a sense of purpose and a spark of adventure that would carry him through the trials and challenges of his life ahead. 

At the age of five, his father David took him to a boxing game, that was the event that made him realize that he wanted to be a fighter. at that young age, he was determined to learn boxing and be the best in the world. At the age of twelve, he had already mastered the basics of boxing. he was able to beat opponents of weight classes higher than him. His parents kept on supporting his endeavor. At the age of eighteen, he entered the professional boxing space, he breezed through his matches and easily defeated the previous lightweight world record holder by knocking him out in the first round. It was too easy for him he wanted to fight more he wanted to experience the thrill of long fights, but he had grown too strong, at the age of twenty-nine he had already become the welterweight, middleweight, cruiserweight, and heavyweight world champion. All the previous champions were knocked out in the first round, and Raymond was given the title of "God of boxing" by every boxing enthusiast.

 But with all the glory, Raymond was not happy - he never got the thrill he experienced when he first started boxing, it became too boring and meaningless for him. But his sadness was just beginning at the age of thirty-two, his parents died due to an explosion at their home. Raymond was devastated he didn't have anyone to call family anymore, even though he had all the power and wealth anyone wanted he did not possess the ability to halt death. This was the dark phase for Raymond he didn't have anything going for him, all he had was his fists and nothing else. For the remainder of his life, he solely focused on improving his punches. He moved to a small house on top of a nearby mountain and kept punching the mountain every day for twenty-one years more and at last, he died at the age of fifty three standing upright and proud while punching a huge crack on the mountain. He had broken the human limiter.