At some point, everyone has fantasized of their favorite superhero coming to life. Flying over buildings and lifting cars with one hand. Saving the innocent and putting the bad guys in jail. But at the end of the day, even as children everyone knew it was all in their imagination. Everyone… except for me.
I was about five years old when I discovered the truth. How could anybody have missed it? It was so obvious! Unless… did they know? They couldn’t have…
You see, I was born into a family of Martial Arts. My Dad started Shotokan Karate when he was sixteen years old. As he progressed, he dabbled in other forms. Eventually he started running his own classes.
