"K'un-Lun is where I was raised after the plan crash. It's called one of the capitals of heaven." He didn't elaborate on the plan crash. That would take a shot or two before he could go into details about it without freaking out. It's been over fifteen years but Danny wasn't really over the trauma of watching his mother be sucked out of a plan or finding his fathers body in the snow.

"It was ridiculous. Every morning I had to wake up and carry these large jugs several miles in order to fill them with water. There was no running water there and it was the only way to bathe. When we weren't doing that we were training, fighting, sparring. There wasn't any time to take a break." It'd been difficult and abusive but that had been his life.

Danny took a sip of the drink as he looked over at Vergil. "I'm confused. What did these woman do?" He really didn't know the details of the story and Vergil's short description left Danny with more questions. "Maybe I shouldn't train him."