The dignified sticks!

Graham's true background!

[GRAHAM NARRATING HIS STORY!]
I was an eight year old when my father killed my brothers after going crazy for some unkown reason. He would've killed me if not for some brave and handsome man in a suit showing up the way that he did. The hero did not kill my father as when i went back to my house, i saw him lying on the floor with an old revolver in his hand and a note in the other. The note said "Son, I'm sorry for murdering the boys, that guy spoke some sense into me, and I've hidden a blade that's going to protect you inside of" and then it just cuts off, when the police saw the note, they've concluded my father died out before he could finish the note to me which i assumed held the location of the famed ruby dagger VBV has now. It was a sad day then but from that point onwards, it would only go down hill and my life got worse and worse. I couldn't find a job, my brothers were murdered, my dad killed himself and suffered from possibly schizophrenia and other things on top of that. I was fearing for my own mental health traveling from our neighbor city, greene city and i even made it to cherubilim, that famous city and i traveled to Japan and Sweden for a while. Finally making my way to ohio, an old wizard, as he proved he was one, showed me magic and how to create magical weapons of my own and implant custom enchants for free since he needed a successor for his title in his own dimension and city. All of this at first was hard to believe existed to me but soonly I've grown acustomed to all of the strangeness. By the time i hit twenty-five years old, i was the sorcerer of ghuljolksiv in the strange dimension of manter rilliom, or dimension 34. By the age of twenty-seven, I had passed the title down to a much more native and worthy successor and traveled back to my world, earth, or universe 1 as the people of dimension 34 called it. I then decided to take a job for the mayor of Los Angeles, a bodyguard job since he was going to give a city speech in front of the whole city. I was meant to stand guard by the mayor and warn any undercover men if there's someone planning on attacking him, since that year wasn't his year at all from what i had heard around. The mayor had enemies and some kids wanted to expose him, which they did, and that year was having many masked vigilantes and assassin's that were willing to kill show up. Tired of all the rumors of corruption in the city, the mayor hired a bodyguard as the speech was about setting the record straight, but he knew that many would think, otherwise. The mayor still knew, however, that he had to address everything and pray for the better to occur and the silly citizens to quit believing in rumors. The time the speech came, a terrible assassin named "arnolvrich" was perched upon a nearby rooftop with an expensive and high grade sniper rifle. When he perched up on the roof, he was able to get a full view of the mayor, nice and clear. My guard inevitably was lowered and that's when the sniper took out the mayor. After the assassination attempt on the mayor went successful, the cops were able to pin point the infamous mercenary and i know all of this stuff using my magic to view his memories. Some kids hired him, however, I stopped caring after that event. Turns out, I should ve cared a bit more since being a bodyguard is what I did best, after that event, I couldn't find any work as it turns out, the mayor was quite a famous and honest man. Nobody would hire me as their bodyguard, so I went back to the family business after that. Treasure hunting is in my blood and soul, however, a year after I got back in the business and on some random night, I ended up meeting a kid at a crime scene while walking back to my place. The kid intrigued me so, I simply looked into the case myself using my newly aquired skills, it looked like very brutal murders. The kid's whole entire family got killed and murdered by his father like me, so i felt sad for him, you know, being threw almost the same trauma, but the kid wouldn't stop screaming how his father looked like a monster. I'd tell him stories about my adventures and how he's special which boosted his confidence and made him fearless. One day, the kid got over the trauma and his fears and asked if he could go on a treasure hunt with me, mostly because, I'd tell him about my adventures. I trained the kid everyday in similar mental and physical training that i would go through, as a child like him, to prepare him for the dangers he wishes to embark on with me. The kid was so brilliant and we went on numerous adventures and treasure hunts, but then, he grew up and wanted his own identity, magic, life in general and so on. He left me but before he left, we had a big and long talk all night. He told me that his father was abusive and his mother would let him do bad stuff to him and he felt like he never had an actual father before in his life. He told me that he always looked up to me and after the five years we were a treasure hunting duo, he always admired the way I teach. He left and never told me where exactly he was going but, I knew he'd make a great and brilliant decision, or atleast I hoped he would. He was always so acrobatic and honorable when he would fight, he'd make jokes and be childish but, he would always fight like a man and not a clown despite him acting like one. That's to be expected from a kid, though. About a year after he had left, a young teen going by the name of "Valentino" showed up at my house, one rainy night, begging for food and water. I helped the boy in and asked him "What's going on and why are you by yourself in the rainy night of new york?" Except... the poor young man wouldn't say anything or answer my questions. He just wanted food and water and he said that he would be on his way, you can easily see that he's running from something, but what? As such, I went outside and searched around for anyone, there was a gang of men who claimed to be chefs and that the young boy stole from their restaurants and they've had enough, so they banned together against a slippery little kid, which is the boy, and thus that was the might they were going to catch him to send him away. If it hadn't been for me making such a big deal for him, he'd have been in juvy or something. It was a big deal because the kid would turnout to be a handful and bratty but my naive - self, thinking on my first son, thought I could change and reshape him into a gentleman treasure hunter or something. I trained him for a while and taught him the ways and we went on many adventures together as well, however, anytime that kid would be happy is if he was murdering something or training to murder something. I took my first son's words to heart and decided to adopt more kids instead this time to take my mind off of Valentino and his egotistical, reckless and sometimes, murderous habits but it was no use. The kid only got worse and worse through out the treasure hunts but one hunt came that was going to be dangerous, for all my kids, so i called upon my first son, "Richard spicen" to help the kids out and help me handle my second son. I adopted 8 kids, adding all my kid count up to 11 kids in total. Chris interrupts "Wait, you said all your kids in total, I count 10 but you say 11?" Then stuttering to find an excuse, graham counters by stating "I messed up, I meant to say 10, a little oops on my part, now let me get back to my story, alright?" then he continues to tell his story. The kid, Valentino was so bad and often evil, not even my first son, richard, could handle him. We were traveling through caves and caves looking for an ancient armor piece that could save a life and heal someone from the brink of death when they held it while dying. We were inside a mountain, which was one of the largest mountains in the world. Mount "Waroulogo" in the cold arctic biome. It was about 5 of us who went on this adventure together. It was me, richard, Valentino and one of the worst kids who wanted to learn that I adopted, named "Lewis", of course. We were all set and ready to go on this adventure, when we made it to the mountain, we explored and then we found the magical artifact. I was astounded by the beauty of it and the creativity whoever made it had put into it. Things went south and a sudden earthquake began to take place in the area, a big one which led to the almost inescapable death of Valentino with his ego flared up by the skeleton guardians someone put there, he was in love with battling. Valentino had finally got the combat area down, but his smarts would go away when his ego flared up. Valentino's ego and arrogance got the best of him but what really doomed him was the fact he still wanted to hold the heavy artifact, we let him hold on to for training purposes. We told him to drop the artifact as soon as the mountain began to crumble and break apart and we were running to escape and get out alive. However, Valentino didn't make it and instead, the floor under him broke apart and he fell inside of a hole that opened up as it made him fall deeper into the mountain. I saw debris and crumbles fall on him and crush him to where he should be nothing but a pancake by then. He mysteriously came back to life seemingly, I don't think that treasure could save him. However, I became scared since I never saw any human come back to life before and after a year, he came back and began to murder. He somehow bested my best students and killed all my children, my daughters and sons all gone. Lewis disappeared somewhere and to this day, still, I've no idea what happened to him. Valentino swore vengeance upon my entire family and swore that he'd kill my favorite kid, richard, I've no idea what happened to him either, haven't heard from him in 3 years though, it's hard to believe Valentino got to him, he was the best fighter and smartest son I had. He usually always called me and checked in like a real son. This whole thing was 10 years ago. The boys sit in astonishment after hearing graham's life story and they're silenced.
Except, "He didn't understand that our job was 20% treasure hunting, 20% combat and 60% survival from the dangers encountered on said trips, it's sad really, he'd love combat more." Said graham with a sad look on his face.
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