Daiichi Chang, born during WW2 was one of – if not – the first contractor. Born to a Chinese American soldier and a Japanese interred mother, he lived his early life living off the land. Making his contract early has given him a long and healthy life – something he often regrets. After learning later on that his family has a long history in the Triad, he decided to defy his ancestry and pursue a career in police work – which eventually led him to his wife – and then later to his wife’s murderer – and finally to the MCU.
I am proof that life changes. I am a man yes but not like the the guy behind the counter at the supermarket or the tall guy with the blond hair that you buy gas from at two in the morning. Those men have something i don’t. They will find a woman and maybe fall in love with her. If everything works out they will get married and even have some wonderful little children that will grow up and have kids of their own.
I can’t do that. Don’t get me wrong, I want those things. The little house on the corner. The dog with the floppy ears. The little bastard children running around breaking your shit. I want all of it. However, whatever sick twisted fuck of a god that made this forsaken world decided it would be in my best interest if I got absolutely nothing that i actually want. Don’t get me wrong, I have my health. In fact I can’t even get a goods night rest much less get eternal rest, whatever the fuck that means.
I regress, my therapist thinks i should wright a biography. Tell my story if you would. Something about putting things down on paper is supposed to let me get in touch with my emotions or some bull shit like that. So I am going to start at the beginning and tell you something about my family history. In 1939 some ass hole German thought it would be a good idea to start some shit with the people around him. At the same time some dick head Jap decided to use this is a distraction to make a land grab of all the surrounding shit hole islands. In doing so it pissed off the Americans just enough to make these same dick head Japs a bit nervous. Which at the time at least they were to pussy to do anything about it. So someone decided to give them an excuse and blew the shit out of Pearl Harbor. This is when the American people started stoning the Japanese-American people to death in the streets of LA.
So "for their own protection’ the US government decided to round up every Jap they could find and stick them in labor camps. Hmm. sound similar to asshole Germans. Well it should its the same damn thing. Well, the funding for these camps were less than adequate so a bunch of people began lacking in the food and shelter department. My mother decided that instead of starving to death in the middle of a cold winter that it would be best to spread her legs in exchange for a blanket, a loaf of bread, and a can of cold soup. Thus nine fantastic months later I was born. Did I mention how much of a humanitarian my dad was at the time? Nice guy by the way. I end up meeting him about 60 year latter in a shitty retirement home, but we will get too that later.