Where do I begin? My physical form is here in the U.S. as I must
continue to protect the rogue community with my wings, yet my soul is bound to her in Shanghai. This was the happiest week in my
life. Not only she cleansed the darkness in my heart, but she also removed a scar that Ming of RL left in me years ago. My life is complete now I have found the answer to all of my questions. As a result I have obtained a higher level of strength only these who have tasted true love can understand.



Having lived in New York City for the past 15 years, I have to say with the possible exception of 5th Avenue Manhattan, everything in Shanghai seem so much better. Maybe it is because New York is a very old city while most of Shanghai's buildings are brand new constructions from last 20 years. Maybe it is because she took me to only the best parts of Shanghai and I never went to the equivalent of Harlem or East Brooklyn's. Maybe it is because I can be with her in Africa and still believe it is the best place on earth. I will say if I bring her to the U.S. she will see a very significant drop in living standard. She lives in a compact yet beautiful duplex loft apartment 5 minute walk from her office, something I won't be able to reproduce anytime soon here in NYC. Heck, even the food is better. Like how U.S. bastardized Chinese food, the Pizza Hut in Shanghai serves pizzas with aromatic beef and the KFC serves anything but traditional recipes, yet the Chinese version of the same food is absolutely mouth-watering.



Her father is extremely wealthy to the point he intimidated me. As soon as I got off the plane, I was picked up by her dressed in a very formal black gown with two gangsta-looking men and an Audi. 20 minutes later I met her parents and they took me to eat what I thought to be sweet-and-sour soup with rice noodles but turned out to be shark fin with deer tendons 400 RMB ($60 USD) per cup. Now most American tourists find everything in China to be very cost-effective and so do I. I took her to see my relatives in Beijing and in a solid restaurant with private room, a whole table's worth of food from Peking Duck to seafood it only took me 1100 RMB to feed 10 people (roughly $150 USD). Needless to say the two meals her father treated me was more expensive than rest of my trip combined, and he has enough connections that he never had to pay out of his own pocket.



To put it bluntly, her father doesn't like me and the thoughts of his daughter getting jiggy with me is like putting a pretty flower on a piece of dog poo. The marriage he arranged for her was with a very wealthy family. The son is hardly career minded but he is tall and handsome, and his family has enough wealth that even a man of my ambition probably won't be able to catch up to in this life time. She obtained her masters from the best school in Hong Kong (top 50 on most global rankings) and her English is good enough to give a highly technical one-hour presentation in front of 200+ elites from her industry. She is so pretty that even when she woke up in the morning with messy hairs and zero make-ups, her smile is still enough to take my breath away. She has so much class and grace that compared to her I am an illiterate imbecile. She has so many quality pursuers, why did she choose me to be her champion? She can find someone so much better than me, do I really deserve this type of happiness?



She has a wealthy family but hasn't took a penny from her father since she was 18. She can be as soft as water, or she can be as tough as iron. Her eyes can be as pure as a child or burning with flames of passion. I can't believe a girl like her still exists today. She is so kind to these she loved. She always think of their feelings first, even if they took her kindness for granted and left her emotions deeply wounded. Yet she still believes in true love, and gave me her heart on a silver platter. Her best friend told me this heart is as pure as a crystal, and I responded if I ever break it, I will pay with my life. She is the woman who will unlock my full potential, and converts me into a true champion. In return, I will defend her happiness until the day I die.



I know this whole article is very messy, but I can write about her for the rest of my life and I still won't run out of compliments. I guess I can conclude by saying that the grilled sweet potato she brought off the street and fed to me tasted better than her father's shark fin soup in a high end restaurant. Her father is a very traditional man and didn't exactly treat her mother as his equal. This is why while her mother could never express her true feelings when he was around, her mother did tell her that she is a lot happier with her daughter's choice. Someday, I will defeat her father in a duel, then get on my knees to kiss her feet and show him yes, you can treat a woman like a goddess and still be strong.



When we had to say goodbye, I had tears in my eyes (and no, these weren't the crocodile tears for Xecks at WSVG). I thanked her for giving me the happiest week in my life, and I promised her I will be stronger when I visit her on New Year's Eve. To make a fairy tale of a love story come true, we need more than just a pair of lovers that believed in true love, they also must be strong enough to overcome every obstacle along the way.



A ninja's strength truly manifests when he is protecting something most precious to him, and I have finally found something worth dying for. Believe it! Should I ever break this promise, Blizzard will erase my character, God will deny my existence.