Boris Yakhontov

Boris Yakhongov, a world renowned Olympic wrestling champion in 1967, had reached the summit of his craft. He had everything he could have dreamed of: money, women, status, and recognition. He was seen as a symbol of the entire Soviet Union. But he had no interest in material goods, all he thirsted for was power. He had grown addicted to self improvement, traveling the world finding any fighters better than him and training tooth and nail to beat them.

It didn't matter if they practiced Judo, Greco, Sambo, or Karate, he strived to be the strongest creature on the planet. But his age had caught up to him, his body could not keep up with his iron will, he had gotten slower. He knew that his body was the thing holding him back from becoming the monster he knew he could be. He felt trapped in his body when sparing, the joints of his opponents called out to him, but he could not answer. One day he looked up and realized he was alone in his life, he had reached his best possible peak, but at what cost? Just kidding, he loved fighting more than anything on this earth, more than food, sex, even power(status)

He sought out an infamous scientist based near the Siberian Sea to give him any steroid possible, he knew his genetics alone could only take him this far. He didn't care if it reduced his lifespan to 10 minutes, he wanted to live as the strongest he could be in the moment, no matter the consequences. And oh boy did he get his wish.

AN: I am not a writer, I had an idea of this plot in my head and I thought it would be cool if others could see it.