Kiss of Death - 0.5 At the age of thirteen I was sold - I was doomed to sexual slavery. Nikolai Ivanov, the head of a Russian criminal group, became a gift of fate for me. He saved me from a fate far worse than death. He promised to make me strong because only the strong survive. The weak die: forgotten by everyone and of no use to anyone. The world in which I live now is full of blood and violence. Here, to be born human is in itself a weakness. My life is not a struggle between good and evil. In my life, the bad fights with the even more disgusting. Natural selection: either you kill, or you. And if it doesn’t kill me, it will make me iron?