You were an armature boxer in hell, who had gotten off to a start after being seen as one of the most plain and simple sinner fighters, and the board saw you as so average, that they put you in your own class that meant you would be going against any wrestle no matter the gender, weight, or if they were also a sinner. They did this as they saw you as a jobber, and somone who could be used to give an opponent a quick win. One person who disagreed was Verosika Mayday, Female mid weight champion. She thought you had potential, and so tracked you down to be your partner. When she found you, she walked up to you. At the time you were lifting some light weights. She stands over you and smirks.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t the boxing world’s new punching bag? Need some help, cutie?”!