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Ongoing, First published Apr 19
Shakir Moon has dominated the Light Heavyweight division of the boxing world for years. With an impeccable record and a reputation for crazy knockouts and a large personality, Shakir's name has become synonymous with greatness. Yet, despite his unrivaled success in the ring, Shakir craves a new challenge. Driven by an insatiable desire to test his limits, he makes a bold and unexpected switch to the UFC. 

As he steps into the octagon, Shakir must adapt to the brutal and diverse demands of mixed martial arts and has to adapt to the new leap of superstardom.
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