Year 1991.

In a small country named Latvia, in a city named Riga a child was born. With a cry he welcomed his new life.

“Congratulations it’s a boy” (doctor)

“Please let me hold him” (mother)

As requested nurse gave an infant to his mother.

“What a sweet child you are. Your name will be ***” (mother)

“Mam we have to place him in the incubator quickly, as prematurely born we have to be cautious.” (doctor)

A new life was born to have a great destiny in his second life but an awful life in the first.

Year 1992.

***’s mother wasn’t the best mother but also wasn’t the worst. When she gave birth to *** she was 27 years old as now she was 28. She worked as a seamstress.

As for his father he was a men in his prime. 38 years old he worked as a karate instructor. Unfortunately he was also a religious sectarian with some lose screws.

One night our protagonist was awoken by the sound of breaking dishes and screams.

At that night his parents were arguing. As usual I must say.

Well not as usual really because his father attacked his mother with a knife for the first time, but not for the last time. Fortunately he didn't kill her, he didn't even scratch her.

But for our MC this was his first memory that he remembered for his entire life.

Year 1993.

This family had a two Black Russian Terrier dogs. *** really loved them as they loved him. Often he would fall asleep with them. He would share his ice-cream with them and fight for the toys.

At that time ***and his mother were walking home from their walk in the park.

Across the street was his father who was walking the dogs. When the said dogs saw the boy they overjoyed and ran to him. His father couldn't hold them from surprise pull.Right in the front of *** eyes his beloved dogs came under the tramcar.

Year 1994.

In the kindergarten *** was deemed as genius. In the age of tree years he could already read as if he was in the first grade. Not only that but also all he read he could retell only after the time first reading.

Year 1995.

Tired of daily beatings ***'s mother ran with him from his father. A new place a new friends, *** was excited.

Only after two months his father found them and his mother welcomed him back to the family. And the beating resumed.

Year 1996.

In the kindergarten teachers said that *** could already go to school. He already finished preschool program, and he was already more self-aware than any child of his age.

But sadly no school took him, so he was forced to repeat two years in the kindergarten.

Year 1997.

*** father newer drunk or smoke. But unfortunately after his coding on the sect past more than four years, so he couldn’t be returned back. Well actually even if he were returned he wouldn’t change much. He wouldn’t be so religious and maybe just maybe he wouldn’t cheat on his wife.

That year he started to hit his son also, and started to throw away his toys as punishment. Also some toys were thrown away because they were monsters and in the eyes of his father were demons

Year 1998.

***’s life changed. He finally was able to go to school. He dreamed about it for so long. He finally would be able to learn new things meet new people! Also when he was at school his father couldn’t hit him.

This year was also a year when his father broke his mother’s leg. And a year when our protagonist had a little accident with a cooker full of boiling water that fell on his back.