Judo motivation, the new generation
It all started when the gods grew tired of fighting. The world abandoned to its fate became the pit of hell, I being buried in ashes. Wrapped in the night spread fear seizing all But a handful of them did not surrender, Seres resurfaced land of volcanoes grew in the dark, learning the noble art of fighting. Becoming men with hands of stone and steel bodies filled with light. They learned to rise after falling, not to stop dreaming and to believe in its power. They fought, become great warriors with dazzling armor forged with sacrifice and sweat. Ready to topple stone giants in the field. They rose like stars in the night, Evolving and spreading light all around them. Fighting the darkness got glory and free the world, becoming legends.