Blaze's POV
The term science came to me like the air I inhaled into my lungs, it was my second solace, the best place I loved to be. Inventions, mechanics, medicine in a broader scope, I loved them all.
These were the few mysteries about me that my family were yet to know about. At the age of twenty-seven, I was a temporary in doctor at a dilapidated hospital at the country side. I wasn't much of a surgeon but I knew the basics for handling worst case scenarios.
That was when I got my second tattoo. My second tattoo represented the lives I had saved with the aid of the syringe. Yeah, I could be a man of untold mystery. The day I inscribed the tattoo of a syringe on my left hand, I was drunk with excitement for saving a child from a snake bite.
The venom was already spreading through he
