A Pure Reflection of Myself

I dare to challenge the source that sustains life to show a pure reflection of myself, of a face not ravaged by time. I may look younger and vibrant, I may walk quicker than a teen and put to shame a chabby one who can hardly take a step forward. Inside I have stored the great wisdom of my ancenstors who lived in medieval times, and with their genius made Europe them come out of their gloominess and danger. When northern Europe was frozen and desolate, people came to Italy to seek warmer regions and they mixed with the locals to create an attractive race of strong men and sexy women. It's the Italian genes that make me unique, a handsome face and a gorgeous body... a Greek god that is not ashamed of nudity claiming his handsomess and physical attractiveness. It's time I looked into the clearest water that reflects true masculinity: the innocence that youth wasn't able to erase too easily, and having hard muscles and the willingness to fight bellicosly: I will not encounter an adversary who can challenge me and defeat me.