I'm just a Boxer

by ChernoAlpha117

Prologue: Steel Fist!

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Yes, I'm just a normal guy who does a lot of boxing, so my friends decided to give me a pair of brass knuckles to use when I have to defend myself. They told me that when I get angry I turn into a devil, so they gave me this pair brass knuckles reading "Irish Devil" plus I also like to go out and drink whenever we got together to hang out so it made sense. I quite liked them, they were decently heavy each weighing at exactly 6.25 pounds (or 100 ounces for those who use metrics) and made from high-grade steel, If punched someone with these on they would probably need to go to the hospital asap!

Name: PJ

Nickname: Steel Fist

Age: 20

Race: Human

Nationality: American/Asain

Height: 6 feet tall

Weight: 200 pounds

Hobbies: Boxing, Video games, Reading, and hanging out with Friends

Background: Quite plain and normal looking, though at a young age of 6 years old his father taught him quite a lot about boxing and fighting in general, he is loved by everyone for having a nice aura and he always helps those in need. After taking down some thugs he got the nickname "Steel Fist" thanks to his brass knuckles.


Author's Note

This is just a guy who died to help people, he is a nice man and quite strong, he is quite smart as well, but when he is mad (which is rare) he turns into a beast that will not stop fighting until the threat is neutralized.

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