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Chapter 2 - Karachi man

Far away from where the incifent with Blight took place about two years back..., in a ghetto area of spanish town, dogs could be heard barking amd howling along with the sound dancehall music blasting in the air. "Dis yah mango yah look nice" said a voice from up in the mango tree. It was Glintek. A young man with a passion for martial.arts from.a young age, nicknaming himself karachi man. At this point Glintek was about 20 years of age. Glintek made quick work of the mango and climbed down the tree. As he was walking away he stumbled and started to fall but played it iff with a gainer. " Nobody neva see dat," he said to himself while nervously looking side to side. "Sigh. Bad luck as usual he said. " As Gñintek walked down the street while eating mango a honeless man begged him " beg u 100 dolla nuh." "No!" Glintek exckaimed angrily. He thought to himself " Nobody was there for me when I needed them most and cried for help. So why should I help any of them?! Humans are wicked and selfish creatures and I have always been alienated from their groups and cliques and picked on. I have no desire to help any of them." As he was passing by the homeñess man he couldnt help.but have flashbacks of when he was in a terrible state and think of what would have happenned if somebody helped him so he stopped turned back amd put 50 dollars in the man's cup. "Sorry mi g" Glintek said as he turned his back to the old man and walked off. Glintek held his head down and a tear started to trickled down Glintek's face not from feeling sorry for the homeless man but the horrible memories of the terrible things he had seen and been through to that day. He quickly wiped away his tears and continued to walk but the thoughts never stopped. But he was used to it by now. Or at least he learned to manage it better as one never gets used to certain things. Glintek went to his make shift home that was given tong8m by a stranger. "Sigh another loney day ig" he thought to himself. It was an abandoned warehouse. He used cardboard for his bed a wood fire to cook wild meat he caught to cook like lisards etc. He had applied forbmany jobs but none of then even fontacted him after he applied. But he didnt give up. He kept coming up with new pkans despite many of them failing. He believed at least pne of them will work and then most things in terms of financial plans would start working after that. He knew how wicked people were so he knew money would not change people. He beñieved that anybody that treated him differently only after he got the money would only do so because they loved the money not him and betray him. He began excercising- clapping pushup, handstand pushups, but the excercises by themselves were too easy for him. Because he didnt have money to buy weights he had to come up with ideas to work around it. He used buckets of dirt as weight. He also did explosive drills to increase his attack power.

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