Brawn was always my shtick, at least I like to think so. I came from a place where criminals run wild and my only solace was strength born from woodcutting with benefits. Quickly, however, I found myself as a biochemical experiment after the law finally caught up with me. Catching me from the underbelly of this apocalyptic world and bringing me inside the walls. The experiments leveraged my assets beyond recognition, allowing me to get stuck in society as another soldier for hire. Over time being tested on several occasions, just like the latest mission Jeremy is sending me on, has left me rather grim for my future. Bodyguarding another high-end shmuck through the Outlands isn't quick to change that.

Let's hope that this time my headache doesn't last too long. Life's never that easy though, is it?

Hey fellas, this is my first time writing so there's most likely going to be many a mistake in it. Especially considering I'm my own proofreader.Please do give as much criticism as you can however, I'd like to improve as much as possible.

Not sure how often I'm going to be uploading new chapters considering I'm writing pretty on and off, so I'll have to see about that.

Other than that, have fun reading.