"Well, if you really want to know about me, I was born in Guangzhou, China in nineteen-sixty-three. My parents died when I was eight. I was adopted into a Japanese family when I was ten. How that happened, I was friends with the patriarch's son since I was five. My grandmother ran the inn where we met.
My father was an engineer, my mother was a mathematician. I was told they died in a car crash just outside Hong Kong but the truth was they were caught in a bombing during the Civil riots that broke out between those that wanted to remain Communist and those that wanted to remain free. It was still an accident.
My grandmother died when I was ten and that left me with no one to care for me so it was my friend that became my brother. We grew up with two very different upbringings. Kazuya's education was mostly around fighting and tradition. Mine was more liberal and modern that involved languages, the arts and a lot of math. I wasn't allowed to learn the family traditions." Lee mused. It was a long time since he thought about it.
"As I grew older, I was sent to the United States to learn more. I didn't realize it at the time that I was sent away because Kazuya was said to be killed and I wasn't supposed to know about that. I didn't question it. I just saw it as another opportunity. At seventeen, I graduated high school and immediately went to college that same year where I learned the art of partying and seduction as well as learned about physics, biochemistry and robotics. I graduated with a three point seven-nine grade point average and went on to get my Masters in Robotics with my Bachelors in Corporate Management.
I've never married, never had a steady relationship, and never knew what a real family life was like outside of my early childhood. I didn't think having friends was something that important to me until I was much older." Lee's voice sounded more introspective at this point. "I betrayed people and that was a hard lesson to learn. When I found out that Kazuya was killed by his own father, I think that's when I was driven to the point of hating. I never felt that emotion before and it hurt. I think...that was the first time I cried since I was little."
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My father was an engineer, my mother was a mathematician. I was told they died in a car crash just outside Hong Kong but the truth was they were caught in a bombing during the Civil riots that broke out between those that wanted to remain Communist and those that wanted to remain free. It was still an accident.
My grandmother died when I was ten and that left me with no one to care for me so it was my friend that became my brother. We grew up with two very different upbringings. Kazuya's education was mostly around fighting and tradition. Mine was more liberal and modern that involved languages, the arts and a lot of math. I wasn't allowed to learn the family traditions." Lee mused. It was a long time since he thought about it.
"As I grew older, I was sent to the United States to learn more. I didn't realize it at the time that I was sent away because Kazuya was said to be killed and I wasn't supposed to know about that. I didn't question it. I just saw it as another opportunity. At seventeen, I graduated high school and immediately went to college that same year where I learned the art of partying and seduction as well as learned about physics, biochemistry and robotics. I graduated with a three point seven-nine grade point average and went on to get my Masters in Robotics with my Bachelors in Corporate Management.
I've never married, never had a steady relationship, and never knew what a real family life was like outside of my early childhood. I didn't think having friends was something that important to me until I was much older." Lee's voice sounded more introspective at this point. "I betrayed people and that was a hard lesson to learn. When I found out that Kazuya was killed by his own father, I think that's when I was driven to the point of hating. I never felt that emotion before and it hurt. I think...that was the first time I cried since I was little."