My uncle Ben, was the oldest in the family, he is my Dad's elder brother, he was a military man, he had his way of installing fear in the hearts and minds of people. My dad and I were never scared of him and he hated that, he hated that about my Dad too. I was only a kid when my parents died, so he raised me, until I rebelled when I was nineteen, I rebelled and got accepted into the Dark Dragon. "You should go Tony; you know how your uncle hates when we have visitors over, right?” My aunt added. "Visitors, visitors uhn, I see I am now a guest in the house my father built, anyways no qualms it seems I fail to realise that it’s no longer my home anymore.” I said as I dropped my niece and patted her head. "They said we aren’t family Grace.” I told her, my niece Grace, she looked so confused as she’s just five. “Damien, don't say that.” My aunt said trying to make it look different than it is. "Please aunt, anyways it’s all behind me, I have no reason to be holding any grief, I mig
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