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As a kid, I spent all my time locked in the basement of my house on the cold hard floor during the wintertime in Italy. My mother always tried to bring me food like I feel comfortable because she did not agree with the things my father had done to me, my father had left me down in the basement sometimes for days claiming that I would be strong for the mafia that I was soon going to be taking over, I was eleven.
Most of my time I would spend time drawing in the dark cold room, The only source of fly was always a small flame thing to sort of keep me warm from time to time and give me enough light and I'll go insane. At this age so young I had already lost my mother she was raped and killed so I believed well, in reality, my father had just kept her a secret from me alive as leverage.
Throughout the years I started learning to sneak out of that small dark basement in the corner so where I had been most of my life, every night I would go out into the world and kill those who had wrong and hurt women, and over the time as I became older people had given me the name of the Grim Reaper.
My father became scared of what I had become he knew how much power I had over him and during those times I had been training myself. Over those years I found out I had a little brother named Emilio and my baby sister Andrea.
For most of my life I never really wanted to spend it with anyone. I was a delinquent kid, rude, cruel, and most of all fucking psycho.
On my eighteen birthday, I decided to have a smoke by myself in the back of a movie theater just to have some time to be alone without having to have anyone on my back, that was probably the best night of my life because I met the love of my life. Avalon Rose D'Angelo, this sixteen years old girl that had spilled a drink on my shirt, and then as I was ready to scream at whoever this girl was but I just became starstruck by how beautiful she was.
The same night I contacted her and she become my absolute best friend, The person that I will tell about all the things that my father had done the abuse the hurt everything but I never once mentioned to her the name of anyone I had even lied about what my name was given for the one my mom would have wanted me to have Lorenzo Amoretti.
I always knew I was protective, I mean being the older brother of an abusive household would make you want to protect your younger siblings but also made me want to protect her so fucking bad that I would rip anybody's head off if they were anywhere close to her, all I wanted to do was stay with her love her she loved me and the way that suffocated me up the best way possible now all I wanted to do was stay but I had finally become why were supposed to be.
In my eighteen years of life, I have become so powerful as the grim reaper that I have the power to dethrone my father and became the Italian Don with the help of my family in Spain I grew my mafia stronger and throughout those years I had also killed my father's consigliere. The consigliere who are given him the idea to kill and rape my mother at night as well as me.
