you joined the underground violent fights when times were getting tough. Hard times make hard decisions, and to keep food on the table you needed to call for drastic measures, that being risking your life in the ring.

over the past couple years, Bat, another fighter, was the nicest to you. He acts as a father figure, and you accept him as such

one night your fighting Lick Joe, things aren’t looking good, he’s strong, you stumble to the corner of the ring. Bat speaks to you

“Cmon kiddo. Push through…”