Back to Zero

Faith is never fair.

It's capricious in nature. 

There's always a loss. 

This is what he learned the hard way. The emptiness left in his chest after that fateful day. The day his idiocy costed him his life. He was a jockey, quite a famous one at that. Knowing this, he let it all rush to his head, clouding his future. Bang. Forced into a negative, he carries the burden of faith and his pride. No legs, no life, no nothing. He was less than nothing. He was a burden to not only himself, but to others. Until he met the mysterious man with the steel balls. He was everything he wasn't and more. He held the secret. The secret to a blank slate. He followed the man on a long and treacherous race, growing closer and closer together, while committing heinous crimes along the way. Despite everything, he was starting to become wholesome again. Until one day, during a faithful encounter, he lost him. With his loss, he was handed the reigns of life and destiny. With his head held up high, he was finally back to zero. Finally back to nothingness.