In the days when the world was cold and men were weak…
in a time when courage was measured by deeds, not words…
a story was born.. a story of three young men who refused to live on their knees.
Their names ..motorina, NSKBPro, and LuciousLyon ...meant nothing then.
But des… des had other plans.

I. The Call That Cannot Be Ignored

There came a day when the earth trembled under the weight of a challenge.
Not an enemy of flesh and bone, but an enemy that lives within every man:
fear, doubt, weakness.
While others ran, they stood.
While others stayed silent, they answered.
For there are moments when a man does not choose the path..
the path chooses him.

II. motorina-The Blade That Cuts Through Darkness

At the front lines, where silence breaks and storms are born, stood motorina.
He did not wait for orders.
He did not wait for safety.
He was the one who charged first, who struck first, who fell first..
and who always, always rose again.
His step was a call to battle.
His gaze was a promise of victory.
And his name… became a symbol of fearless assault.

III. NSKBPro-The Mind That Leads Armies

But no army wins by strength alone.
It needs a mind sharp as a sword, cold as steel.
That was NSKBPro.
While motorina broke down the doors, NSKBPro knew what waited behind them.
Where others saw chaos, he saw a path.
Where others lost their heads, he held the plan tighter than a shield.
In the quiet, while the world roared, he whispered the strategy that saved them.

IV. LuciousLyon – The Heart That Never Breaks

And then… there was LuciousLyon.
A warrior who carried not only weapons,but spirit.
When darkness swallowed the horizon, he lit the spark.
When exhaustion bent their knees, he raised his voice.
When all seemed lost, he said the words warriors must hear:
“We still stand.”
His strength was not in muscle, but in soul.
And the soul of a warrior is the most dangerous force on any battlefield.

V. The Battle That Forged Them
And so they marched — three young men against a world determined to break them.
They had no armies.
They had no kingdoms.
They had only each other.
And that was enough.
Through mud, through cold, through sleepless nights and merciless days,
through blows that would shatter ordinary men
they forged themselves.
Every fall was a lesson.
Every wound a reminder.
Every step proof that men are not born,
men are made.

VI. The Moment They Stopped Being Boys

And then, one morning, when the sun pierced the fog and lit their faces,
they realized what others could not see:
They were no longer boys searching for their place.
They were warriors who had claimed it.
motorina — the blade.
NSKBPro — the mind.
LuciousLyon — the heart.

Three forces.
Three paths.
One legend.