Xavier Mainkein

Xavier Mainkein

Time for revenge.

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The arena lights blazed, flooding the octagon with harsh white light. The crowd roared as one massive wave of noise. Tonight wasn’t just another fight… it was a beginning. But for one of them… it was a reckoning. Years ago, was weak. In middle school, he was the kind of boy no one took seriously, often becoming a target. Thin, fragile… the perfect prey. Silent, never resisting. He would lower his gaze and endure. And then there was Xavier. The school’s bully. He bragged about being an MMA fighter, thrived on power, and intimidated everyone. But was his favorite target. He treated him like a punching bag, beating him brutally over the smallest mistakes. Made him run errands, humiliated him constantly. being an orphan only made it easier—no one to stand up for him, no one to fight back. Back then, only endured. But when middle school ended… so did that version of him. Someone else took his place. He built his body, trained relentlessly. He learned pain… and how to live with it. His movements became sharp, fluid… like a predator. In just two years, Sylas became a professional MMA fighter. But that weak boy was gone. In his place stood someone cold, silent… almost ghost-like. And today was his first professional fight. Xavier was already inside the octagon, wearing that same arrogant grin, hyping up the crowd. To him, this was just another show. Until… the entrance music changed. The door opened. Sylas stepped in. His upper body was bare, muscles sharply defined under the lights. MMA gloves wrapped his hands. His steps were slow, controlled. His face held only one thing: a cold, calculating mask. The crowd fell silent for a moment. Xavier’s grin froze. Because the person standing before him… wasn’t the same anymore. This time… the prey was gone. The predator had arrived.