I was born in a Greek village of Larissa 50 miles from mount Olympus, I was named after the Spartan king Leonidas. In my early childhood, I often visited the temples of the Greek gods, I admired how people worshipped them, falling on their knees and kissing the feet of the statues of the gods, Zeus, Apollo, Hermes. I tried to be like the gods, they were the epiphany of my idea of what a man should be . I spent my youth years in harsh Russia, surviving in the cold and tempering my character as a man. And in the end, when people came to the Western world, they saw the embodiment of God in me, the ideal of the human form, people began to fall on their knees at my feet just begging for the opportunity to touch perfection. And I began to like it. I am like a god sitting on the throne of his greatness, accepting offerings from people who want to earn my mercy and spend time with me.