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Childhood
The year was 1984, when my father Sergei Shavershian met my mother Maia at a university in
Russia. My father at the time was a uni lecturer,
mathematician and owner of a pharmaceutical
company. My mother had just finished university
with her degree in medicine and had moved on to
becoming a doctor. My parents quickly fell in love
and got married a year later in 1985, they moved
in together in a unit in Moscow and decided to
start a family. My parents were both hard working
law abiding citizens and had migrated from Armenia (both were born in Yerevan in Armenia) to
start a new life in Moscow, Russia. My father
came from a large family and was 1 of 8 siblings, living in an Armenian village when he was
young in a house that didnt even have a toilet! My mother was a typical city girl from Armenia and was the daughter of my grandfather Said (the man I got my name from) who was
also a famous and well known doctor in Armenia. My grandmother from my mothers side
was a Russian teacher in literature and my grandmother from my fathers side was a stay
at home wife who looked after her 8 kids and the farm (my grandfather on my dads side
owned a farm and was a farmer).
In 1985 my mother fell pregnant, and I was born early 1986; January 17th to be exact as
an overweight and big baby! Memories of my first few years of childhood have faded but
still to this day I have one memory which I haven't forgotten. When I was two and a half I
remember my mother telling me I was going to have a baby sister or brother, at the time I
was too young to fully grasp the concept of what she was talking about but for some reason I can vividly picture and remember her telling me those exact words. March 24th, 1989
is when Aziz was born and brought into the world, and like me, he was also a big baby,
weighing around twelve pounds at birth! Aziz was named after his uncle on my mothers
side. Both Aziz and I were spoilt rotten as children, with presents given to us everyday
ranging from toys, bikes, lego sets and even puzzles. At a young age both Aziz and I were
very active and were described by our parents as typical wild and crazy kids. Our early
childhood consisted of lots of love and happiness and constant aection. We were

dressed in the nicest clothes and always bought the nicest toys, our parents lived to make
us happy and see a smile on our face everyday.
One thing not many people know about me is I was a very sick child growing up in Russia.
I had a severe form of asthma and was constantly getting sick and required medical visits
and a home nurse to come to our residence to give me a needle just so I could breath better and not be sick. This was done on a weekly basis for two years in the hopes that I
would eventually grow out of my sickness and acclimatise to the weather. The exact opposite happened, my condition deteriorated severely and I was told that if we didnt change
climates (move to another country which would be more climate friendly for me) that I
would be on medication for the rest of my life for asthma. My parents panicked and immediately decided that it was time for us to find a new home in a new country and move overseas. The choices where Australia or the USA. After a bit of thought it was decided that
Australia would be our new home; where we would migrate and start new as a family in
the hopes that the warmer weather would help manage my condition.
We migrated to Sydney, Australia in 1991 with our first house being rented in West Ryde.
My parents couldnt speak a world of English and neither could Aziz and I. Despite my parents qualifications they had to start over in Australia due to their lack of English and both
were working 60 hour weeks picking and packing at a local factory just to make ends meet
and put food on the table. At this point Aziz was 2 years old and I was 5 years old. My
brother and I were always very close as most of you already know, even as children I
would play with my brother, read him stories, help him put on his shirt and shoes and I was
only 5-6 years old! I was enrolled in my first school at the age of 6 years old which was
Ermington West Public School, and Aziz being only 3 was still in preschool. As children,
Aziz and I would always play fight with each other, throw food at each other and fight for
toys, we were a handful for our parents who were working 60 hour weeks to make ends
meet and driving them absolutely insane with our extroverted personalities and crazy behaviour! My fondest memory of first moving to Australia was playing Sega master system
with Aziz, we would love to play double dragon, Alex the Kid, Speedball, and the duck
shooting game on Atari/Sega master system. This proved to be a foundation for most of
our childhood, having being huge video game addicts, particularly Aziz who had an unusual love for video games which stuck with him right through until his passing.

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Early Years
The year was 1993 and I was 7 years old and Aziz was 4. I was in year 2 and still struggling to speak English in an English speaking country. Aziz was still in his last year of preschool and flourishing greatly, proving to be very popular among his peers and always playing and willing to learn! It was also reported to our parents that he went around trying to
kiss as many girls as he could in Kindergarten (you have to start one day I guess!). Whilst
struggling to learn I was ridiculed and made fun of for being dierent and not being able to
speak English. When my teachers would speak to me I would reply back in Russian not
knowing how to respond or what to say. One funny memory I have of when I was 7 years
old was that I didnt know how to ask the teacher where is the toilet, so what I ended up
doing was running all the way home (a 15 minute run), jumping my fence to use the toilet
in my backyard! The school informed I was missing and police and my parents were contacted! I was later found at home 30 minutes later by my father who saw me in the backyard kicking the soccer ball around. It was then I still remember that he sat me down and
instead of lecturing me he asked me how on earth did I remember how to get from school
back to home when I was always driven to school, I replied in Russian I dont know I just
remember, and it was then at this point my dad realised I was very bright and clever for a 7
year old, which prompted him to start buying me lots of books at the age of 8 and sitting
with me personally every night for an hour helping me to learn maths.

I was 8 years old and Aziz just turned 5 and started kindergarten, we went to the same
school and we would meet up together and have morning tea and lunch together. I had
only just started to learn to speak English at 8 years old and Aziz was slowly starting to
learn as well at 5 years of age. We were typical little wog kids at school, with our recess
packed containing a salami sandwich, tomatoes, a pop top prima drink with a straw and
some chips. Aziz hated eating this everyday but our parents insisted to him it was good for
him, and he would constantly beg mum and dad for money so he could buy real food
from the school canteen. At 5 years of age and 8 years of age respectively, we were very
active and smart as children, but also very wild and carefree. Our father thought it would
be best to get us into sport to tire us out and give us something to take our energy out on
so he enrolled us in a soccer club called Dundas Valley, were Aziz played for under 5s and
I played for under 8s. Having picked up the sport very quickly we became the top 3 players in our clubs for our divisions, Aziz would be scoring goals every game and I would be
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doing the same, earning us man of the match awards almost weekly! 1994 to 1996 Aziz
and I were soccer fanatics! Watching soccer on tv, playing soccer every week at our club
and practicing every Tuesday with our coach and every Wednesday with our dad when he
took us out to play soccer together.
During 1997, I was in my last year of primary school (year 6) and Aziz was 8 years old and
in year 3. It was at this age Aziz started accelerating very quickly and rapidly in his education, proving to be a standout student, being told at a parent teacher interview that if his
skills were nurtured he would become a very smart student in high school and do exceptionally well! Now dont get me wrong, I was very smart too... but the dierence with me
was I had my dad tutoring me and teaching me, and I worked hard to learn. I would have
to read a book 2-3 times and then I understood all the content. Aziz was the type of kid
that would read the book once, and understand it completely and never have to read it
again. He was incredibly gifted and smart at a young age, but also very unruly and wild as
a kid.
Our parents decided maybe its an animal we needed to calm us down and give us some
responsibility, one day I remember Aziz and I were playing video games and our mother
walks in with a baby black and white kitten that was meowing like crazy. We fell in love
with the cat and our mum named her Murka (which is a common Russian cats name and
means purring). Aziz and I would play with murka daily. We were only 8 and 11 years old
but we always made sure we fed the cat, groomed her with her brush and gave her fresh
water, getting Murka taught us a great deal of responsibility and calmed both of our natures and made us care about other things asides from soccer and video games.
1998 arrived, Aziz had just turned 9 and I was beginning my first day of high school. Being
a young and wild and crazy kid in primary school one would assume I would be the same
in high school, however this was far from the truth. I was the shortest kid out of 200 students in year 7, and also the smallest weighing only 44kgs! This is where I was going to
spend the next 5 years studyingMarist College Eastwood Catholic boys school. My parents decided to take me (and eventually Aziz) to an all boys school in an attempt to nurture
our academic talents and keep us away from females and teenage hormones and temptation. Sending Aziz and I to a catholic boys school really did a number on us and caused us
to be extremely socially awkward and shy of the opposite sex, we could barely hold a conversation with a person of the opposite sex, unable to look at them in the eyes and speak
to them. This was rampant with me and Aziz right up until we turned 18 and both finished
school and if theres one thing I learnt from being in an all boys school, is that I'm never going to have my future kids attending a same sex school, its not healthy! Young teenagers
need interaction among peers of the opposite sex! Its normal for growth and development
and I dont believe they should be segregated into dierent schools as this can and may
cause social anxiety, and even lifelong problems with the opposite sex way after finishing
high school! Aziz was in year 4 and his academic skills were growing at an extensive rate,
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he was good at everything he set his mind on and did! Whether it was physically or academically. His assignments would be topping his class and his sporting achievements
were just as extraordinary. This was when my parents slowly started to realise he had a
real gift, and was a lot smarter than an average boy at his age. At the ages of 9 and 12,
Aziz and I grew closer and closer as brothers, doing almost everything together from inviting friends over for video games, kicking a soccer ball in the park with our friends, to going
for ice-cream. Everything we did, we did together. We were literally inseparable and we
were more than just brothers, he was my best friend in life.

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Early Teen Years
The year is 2001, the year after all the Y2K scares, the year after we hit a new century, the
year I was going through puberty and Aziz was just starting. I was 15 and Aziz was 12.
High school was a very tough time for us both, having being the shortest and skinniest
kids in our grade, we were made fun of, ridiculed, pushed around and taunted. Through puberty my nose started to change shape from the small button shaped nose I always had
into a big crooked hook nose, which everybody in school noticed and would call me
names over. I would come home from school depressed and crying, upset that I was short,
upset that I was thin and frail, upset over my nose and upset that everyone used to pick
on me. Aziz was only 12 years old and begin to experience bullying for himself, he was tiny
in stature and became very introverted and shy in high school as I did, this was quite
strange considering as children in primary school we were the wild cats and cool kids and
active kids this all changed in high school in a world so heavily based on appearance,
we got singled out for every day right up until we both finished school, and we hated every
minute of it. Aziz would come home with bruises, with no lunch money left over because
his peers stole his lunch money and a white chalked up blazer because the bigger kids
used to throw chalk dusters at him. We would both come home, and express our torment
and pain together, but we didnt know what to do, we were too scared, we were too small
and little, we were still kids! Every time we would tell our parents they wouldnt believe the
extent of how bad the bullying was, and told us toughen up and stick up for ourselves. After months and months of bullying, our parents finally started to notice changes in our behaviour. We would come home from school and we didnt leave our rooms, we would be
either studying or playing video games and turned extremely quiet, our spirits and souls
were crushed, ahhh the beauty of puberty and adolescence and the cycle of life for a struggling teenager just trying to fit in and make it by, it was all so real.
After seeing this change in us, our parents became very strict on us and sheltered us from
the world. We werent allowed to go over to friends houses, we werent allowed to go to
the movies, we werent allowed to buy violent games for Nintendo, and we werent allowed to go out or do anything! Aziz and I didnt get to experience partying and going out
with peers and growing and maturing with people our age through social experiences, we
would sit at home playing video games, and at this point we both took a huge interest in 2
totally dierent things! Wrestling and Skateboarding. I was 16 years old and Aziz was 13,
we would come home from school and watch WCW wrestling (before they even had WWF)
My favourite wrestler was Kevin Nash and Sting! Azizs favourite wrestler was the almighty
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Goldberg! Aziz and I wanted to be like these guys! We wanted respect, we wanted to be
strong, we wanted to look good! So what did we do? We started wrestling each other!
Every time our parents would leave we would pretend we were wrestlers! We used to beat
the shit out of each other and power bomb each other on our parents bed, we used to put
each other in submission holds and try make each other tap out, we would blare repeats
of WCW pay-per-view matches while we wrestled at home. Being sheltered and having
strict parents we asked them to buy us WCW No Mercy for Nintendo 64, instead they said
no its too violent and we received Pokemon Snap for a Christmas present for the Nintendo. We were Shattered and determined to buy this game, but where on earth were we
gonna get $100? Aziz and I came up with a plan; we found a huge empty jar, and we filled
it with lollies and chocolates our parents used to leave in the cupboards, we printed o a
sign and stuck it on the jar saying mixed goodies and when our parents used to leave us
at home we would go walking the streets together door to door selling mixed goodies to
fund the money to buy the video game we wanted! The plan worked! After 4 weeks of going door to door around the neighbourhood we had saved $100. Because we werent allowed out I had to give the $100 to my best friend in school Shaun Hunt, for him to go out
and purchase and give to me at school. Our plan worked and we received the game, we
would spent countless hours playing it when our parents left, then hide it again under the
bed when they came home. It was tough having such strict parents who sheltered us from
being normal teenagers, so we had to do things our way.
Skateboarding was a second hobby we started to take up, and the main reason for that
was because all the cool kids at school where doing it. Aziz and I picked up skateboarding rather quickly and we were naturals at the sport. Aziz was very talented at doing 360
flips, kick-flips and heel-flips, and my talent and strength lied in ollying down stairs and doing grinds such as board-slides and nose-slides! Aziz and I used to go skateboarding in
our street, and would enter skateboarding comps behind our parents backs (we werent allowed to because apparently that was too dangerous too). We were only allowed to skateboard on our street where our parents could see us through the window so we were kind
of restricted, but this didnt stop us from jigging school to go skateboarding or sneaking
out of the house when our parents would leave to go to family friends homes.
Wrestling and Skateboarding gave us life, it gave us confidence and it gave us a new lease
on life, all whilst in the midst of these hobbies, we never neglected our studiesand for
some reason the bullying became less and less painful.

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Late Teen Years
The year was 2004 and I had just turned 18 years old, I had finished school and finished
my HSC and received my UAI results with a high enter score and started beginning my degree in Business Operations Management at the University of Western Sydney. Aziz at this
moment was 15 years old and almost finished school, in year 11 still topping all the subjects in his grade and beating all the students in almost every subject!
Aziz finished school in 2007 and was 17 years old, he
achieved a high uni enter score and landed a degree In
business marketing and commerce in University of Western Sydney. At this point he was still heavily addicted to
video games (staying up to almost 5am every morning
playing World of Warcraft) and wasnt interested in socialising or going out or gym at this point.
I had just turned 20 years old and had already been training for 1 year, My gains were minimal but their were very
big changes to my body within the space of the year
all of which my family and friends noticed and so did
Aziz. Aziz was rather intrigued at how my body was
changing and I would push him constantly everyday to
join the gym, and come train with me. After seeing the
changes to my body Aziz ended up selling his World of
Warcraft account for roughly $500 give or take and used
that money to buy himself a 1 year gym membership at
Fitness First in Carlingford.
The main reason I signed up to a gym when I finished school was too look like the guys I
would see on TV. I wanted to look like Jean-Claude Van Damme, I admired Sylvester Stallones physique and many wrestlers that I grew up watching on TV with Aziz. Aziz started
to train for the same reasons, he wanted to be noticed, he wanted to be confident and outgoing and he wanted attention from the opposite sex, he just needed someone to push
him into starting! Growing up we both never had girlfriends, we both went to our year 12
formal with no dates and we didnt know any girls whatsoever and were both very socially
awkward and introverted. Our only saving grace was our brains and our love of video
games and skateboarding. We both quit skateboarding after we both finished school due
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to all the injuries we would constantly be getting doing it! (Aziz and I both fractured and
twisted the ligaments in our ankles, and we were both in casts and foot braces due to
these injuries! In fact I still feel pain to this day in my left ankle from all those injuries I incurred when I was younger)
When I hit 20 and Aziz turned 17, we started to get deep into bodybuilding little did we
know just how deep we would get into it and what would come out of it! Being sheltered
all our life and having grown up studying and being bookworms we started to do normal
things most young adults and teenagers did. Aziz started getting tattoos (his first tattoo
just before he turned 19), I started colouring my hair (and got kicked out of home for doing
so) and we started partying and being more social and heading out, we started to gain confidence from our bodies and looking better and better every week from training, we started
to finally get attention from girls, and even started getting comments of admiration from
guys and girlsthis was all the start of something hugesomething both we would have
never ever anticipated. Rebelling against our parents was a nightmare for the first year
but eventually they gave up and really couldnt do anything to stop us and control us, we
werent in school anymore, we were both working and studying and making our own
money and paying our own billswe could do whatever we wanted, but in the eyes of our
parents they would still try and try shelter us from the world. But with Aziz and I, joining
forces and doing almost everything together, they had no chance in stopping us from doing what we wanted to do!

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Rise to Fame
Our bodies started to change drastically, and so did our facial appearance and attitude.
We started becoming more and more confident every year with the changes in our bodies,
we started going out more, we finally started
dating girls and lost all that social awkwardness we garnered from high school. Our peers
that were once bullying us in high school
started to ask us for diet and training advice,
the guys in school that would tower over us in
height and weight where now shorter than us
and half our size. Aziz and I became heavily focused on our appearance. After finishing
school I got a nose job to fix my nose problem
and years of insecurities about having a large
nose, Aziz got his teeth fixed and later down
the years I got my teeth fixed too. To this day
we are accused of having jaw implants, botox,
cheek implants, you name it! The truth of the
matter is we both got our teeth done (porcelain
veneers) and I had my nose fixed when I was
19 years old. Aside from that all the other allegations and rumours are not true!
The rise to fame all started with Aziz, he was a little more outgoing and extroverted than I
wasand any other normal person for that matter, he was truly one of a kind. His knowledge of computers got him onto social mediadocumenting his changes in his body, face
and looks. Aesthetics he dubbed it (the term which we both adopted from our good friend
and personal trainer Stefan who constantly used the word to describe a muscular physique). Whilst Aziz was happy show ponying himself on Facebook and social media, I was
in a long term relationship with a girl from Melbourne for 2 years, so I stayed o the social
media life, and helped out Aziz where I could with his marketing and image and brand he
began to build. The name ZYZZ funnily enough came from his childhood, I used to call
him Zyzz as I was too lazy to pronounce his full name Azizthis stuck over the years and
it was his ocial username on his bodybuilding.com account. After 1-2 years of Aziz documenting his progress and creating his first video Zyzz Simply Shredded his fame burst
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all over the internet like a wild fire, the name Zyzz went absolutely viral to a degree Aziz
never anticipated and neither did I, it was all so surreal and crazy, it was all like a dream.
Aziz saw the potential he had for his internet celebrity status and decided to start making a business out of it, releasing his own protein label,
starting to do his own diet plan and workout program online business and signing sponsorship
deals where he would promote his sponsors
clothes through posts on his fan page. Something
you guys may or may not know is that Aziz always had a bigger agenda and plan, me and him
wanted to create our own clothing apparel and
company, but unfortunately due to Azizs tragic
passing he never got to do this dream of his and mine, which is why I have now created
Shavershian Fitness, to honour his and my dream we shared together and to keep his legacy alive and going strong! Anyone that purchases or supports Shavershian Fitness is directly supporting the dreams of Aziz and I when we were younger, and helping to keep
Azizs legacy alive and his name in reverie so for that I am eternally grateful to you all! My
plan is to have the whole world wearing Shavershian Fitness Apparel and to spread Azizs
name and legacy all over the world until the day I die! I will
fulfill our dream that is my promise to him. Aziz was truly
one in a million and he truly did stand out from the rest, he
was the true original of this whole aesthetics movement
you see these days, He was one of the first to have a fan
page dedicated to himself, with over 50, 000 fans (which
was a huge number of fans on Facebook in 2011). Everyone you see these days who has a fan page, who uses the
word aesthetics or who does anything similar to what Aziz
did are in someway one or another inspired by him,
whether they like to admit it or not, everyone knows this to
be the truth.
With Azizs rise to fame, and me breaking up with my long
term girlfriend of 2 years Aziz decided to bring me in on the
action and get me into the spotlight. His words to me were and I still will never forget You
got me into training if it wasnt for you I wouldnt have ever set foot in a gym, now its time
for you to shine with me bro, lets show everyone what we are made of.
My rise to fame as I will always acknowledge and be proud of was due to Aziz pushing me
in the spotlight, in many respects we were very similar, but we were also very dierent. But
in the end, we were the best of friends and would do anything for each other and to help
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each other. I started to create my own iconic brand and name. As some of you may or
may not know, I created the name Chestbrah, one that has still stuck until today and also
spread like wild fire on the internet. The names Zyzz and Chestbrah became a common
topic of conversation for Aussies, and people worldwide. When people would talk about
aesthetics the names Zyzz and Chestbrah would constantly pop up. Funnily enough the
name Chestbrah wasnt created out of vanity due to my pectoral muscles, but rather a
nickname people on a bodybuilding forum gave to me after I created a thread titled you
admiring my chest brah? This thread on bodybuilding.com went absolutely viral and over
100 pages long, then everyone would refer to me as Chestbrah, I thought the name was
funny and had a nice ring to it, so I kept itand it stuck. It was from here on in the names
Zyzz and Chestbrah had become an iconic brand worldwide.The dierence between Aziz
and I is that Aziz loved the spotlight, Aziz loved the attention..whereas it was a little bit too
overwhelming for me so I tried to pull a little bit away, even to the dismay of Aziz. Aziz
would get noticed everywhere he went, at beaches at nightclubs at festivalsto a point
where he was probably more recognised than most famous rugby players in Australia or
even politicians.it was just ridiculous! Aziz was doing guest appearances at nightclubs,
under 18s events and even got asked to go on Search for the Biggest Guido on the Kyle
and Jackie O radio show. I pulled away from the spotlight and just did my own thing, mind
you it didnt really change things too much,
as most people who knew Aziz knew about
his crew (the aesthetics crew) and knew
about me. Aziz tried to blow us all up and
create star like status for all of us on social
media, including his best friend Ozcan
Aytemiz (Supaturk) and the likes of Turtle,
Babo, Philray and many more. Aziz used his
power and social media presence and fame
to bring us all in the spotlight. Whether we
liked it or not, he wanted to bring all of us on
for the ride.

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The Aesthetics Crew
2009-2011, these are the years many would consider
the glory years of the Zyzz, Chestbrah and Aesthetics
Crew movement. The term Aesthetics crew was given
to us by our group of friends as a joke, who funny
enough all had great physiques and loved to train and
party as much as Aziz and I did. All of my friends
were Azizs friends and vice versa. Our group of
friends all came from humble beginnings. Supaturk
(Ozcan Aytemiz) was a fat kid and teenager and computer geek, Babo (Shaun Hunt) was a skinny computer nerd and Starcraft #3 ranked player in Australia and studying psychology, Philray
(Phillip Raymond Host) is a graphics designer and Turtle (Aydin Gudar) was a skinny kid
studying stocks and mortgages. We all
met through mutual friends, night clubs
and festivals and quickly developed a
strong bond with each other like no other,
it was like a brotherhood and we would do
anything for each other. We all saw each
other as blood and treated each other like
family.
The group was very tight with each other
and we would frequent festivals and clubs
and all events together, this built social media status amongst the other crew members and we would always constantly be spotted and noticed anywhere we went. Our
friendship stemmed from deep and personal connections and similar personalities, and
our love for bodybuilding and training only strengthened that bond between us.
2009 to 2011 really brought the names Zyzz, Chestbrah and Aesthetics crew on the map.
The crew along with Aziz and I would be traveling interstate to party at events and festivals, along with doing guest appearances everywhere, photoshoots and many other
things. We all formed a strong bondsuch a strong bond that when we all lost Aziz his
best friend Ozcan got him tattooed on his back, his mate Aydin got his face tattooed on
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his forearm and the rest of the crew including myself got Veni Vidi Vici tattooed somewhere
on us to always remember him, the man that made us who we are and just wanted to
bring us all for the ride with him. Even to this day, all the crew members do is talk about
him and how much they miss him and wish he was still alive and with us all.

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August 8th, 2011
Everything was going perfect, Aziz had the world at his fingertips, with his online protein
business protein of the gods, his sponsorship with Nutri-Sups and his online diet plans
and workout program business. He was making a killing, and it was only a matter of time
before he would have ruled the fitness industry, with talks of tv shows, guest appearances
in America at the IFBB and his and my plan on creating a clothing apparel company together it was merely a matter of time before Aziz would have set his name in stone and forever engraved in the fitness industry (not like he didnt already).
Aziz had saved up $20,000 in the space of 2 months from his
business ventures, and in early June he decided to go and
party it up in Thailand. At this point, and it breaks my heart to
write this, his condition was deteriorating. He was aging rather
quick and didnt look 22 years of age but a lot older, he would
breathe and pu out wherever he went, and he would snore in
a very weird manner, never ever would I have imagined he
would have a heart problem or there was something wrong with
him, you just dont want to think of things like that or even believe them. I haven't told anyone this before, but in the few
weeks leading up to Aziz leaving for Thailand, once or twice a
week I would have vivid nightmares and bad dreams of his
death, which would result in me waking up sweating and panicking, prompting me to check up on him in his room to calm
my nerves before I could go back to bed. I have no idea why I
had these dreams and it still boggles my mind to this day, if only it was all dreams and
stayed that way my world (along with hundreds of thousands of fans) wouldnt have turned
upside down.
Aziz had his trip planned to Thailand, he let me and our family and his friends know he was
going to Thailand with a mate of his from the gym. It wasnt until Aziz had reached Bangkok that he spoke to me on Facebook and told me he went there by himself. I remember
speaking to Aziz a day before he passed away and he said he was planning on extending
his trip in Thailand. I told him to come home already and that I miss him and so does mum
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night, but neither me or my friends or family had heard of the tragic and devastating news
until August 8th on a Monday night at approximately 7pm.
I had just come back from work, I was personal training at
Fitness First at Castle Hill at the time and came home to an
empty house, I made myself dinner and then heard an unexpected door bell at around 7:15pm. When I answered the
door I was greeted by two police ocers and was told if
they could come in and speak to me. At this point in time I
had no idea what was going on, I thought I was in trouble
for something I didnt do and kept telling the police ocers
to tell me whats wrong and that they dont need to come
inside to tell me whats wrong. They insisted they come inside and told me to take a seat. I took a seat and both of
them stood up and I still remember the chilling words that
came out of their mouths.
It is with our deepest sympathies and regret that we wish to tell you that Aziz Sergeyevich
Shavershian has passed away on August 5th in Thailand at Chamelon hospital Bangkok
from cardio myopathy (heart failure)
I jumped o the couch and screamed at the top of my lungs and told the police ocers to
get fucked and if this is a joke I am going to sue them and kill them. One of them restrained me and sat me down and put Azizs death certificate in front of me. I was in
shock, complete shock and started to scream and cry at the same time, I jumped o the
couch and tried to attack the ocers out of anger and frustration and they just held me
and told me they are sorry and its best to call my parents and let them know of the news
so I did just that.
August 8th was the day we found of Azizs passing, my parents worlds were turned upside
down and I lost my brother and best friend in life, and even to this day almost 4 years on
Ive never been the same. There are so many discrepancies surrounding Azizs passing. It
was all over the news on Channel 10, we had a media storm turn up at our house for a
week on end trying to get a story out of us, we declined all oers for a story and just
wanted to be left in peace to grieve. It was a sad and dark day, and will go down as the
worst day of my life, typing this now brings tears to my eyes as I realise just how much I
miss him and love him. The bond me and Aziz shared was nothing you would see between
siblings these days, we were inseparable. He was my gym partner, my motivation, I was
his motivation, we inspired each other, partied together, and did everything together, and
then in the blink of an eye he was gone, the rest now is all but memories.

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Picking up the Pieces
My world had come crumbling down, how could
this have happened? How could we have not seen
Aziz had a heart condition? With Aziz gone, I spiraled backwards and fell into a deep depression,
not eating properly for 6 months, not training as
much if at all, and distanced myself from everyone.
I went from a healthy 83 kilos to a staggering
70kgs, people commented on my loss in weight
and unhealthy look, I didnt care it meant nothing
to me anymore until I had this special dream.
I had a dream where Aziz came to me, and told me
to take care of myself, to pickup where he left o
and to not let his name die in vein, and as crazy as it sounds this was the stepping stone
for me in doing everything I have been doing today.
I cleaned up my act, I started to train again, I got sponsored and started creating clothing
to honour Aziz and his memory and vowed that I would spread his legacy worldwide and
continue inspiring the way he did and live all his dreams and my dreams as one whole person.
The last 2-3 years instead of crashing and falling I knew I had to make my brother proud,
so I started training like an animal and reached 98kg (the heaviest I ever got to). I was destined to prove to everyone I could do it and look the best I have ever looked and inspire on
Azizs behalf and mine, I was determined to show everyone in the face of adversity and
devastation I would not go backwards, but I would come on top looking better than ever,
and I would carry out all of our dreams we shared together (Shavershian Fitness Apparel
being one of them) and make my brother proud smiling from up above.
I competed in my first mens physique competition in 2014 and dedicated it to Aziz, and
plan on doing many more. I have been working steady for the last year or so to put Shavershian Fitness on the map, I need to fulfill this dream of Azizs and mine. I cant let all his
hard work and our dreams go to waste. Shavershian Fitness is growing and people all over
the world have heard our story, people all over the world know about Aziz and people want
to support us and see this legacy grow and flourish, and it brings great joy to my heart to
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see this. This is what gives me closure and happiness, people may call me crazy or tell me to
move on but to me what brings me happiness
is keeping Azizs name in reverie. I created the
Zyzz Legacy, Zyzz Revolution and Aesthetics
Never Die videos to do just that, to let the
whole world know of his legacy and spread it
like wildfire (a total of 10 million views with all 3
videos combined) if only he was here to share
this with me, and although hes not here I must
continue this dream for him and for me. For all
those who grab Shavershian Fitness apparel,
for all those who watch any Zyzz and Chestbrah videos, for all those people that write
nice comments, post pics of us, quotes, for all
those people who come up and shake my
hand in person and say they wouldnt have
trained if it wasnt for Aziz and I, if you guys
are reading this I wanted to say thank you, it is
you guys who have kept me going strong over
the years and motivated me to continue doing
what I love to do; to train and inspire, just like
Aziz had done with you guys, except this time
its all up to me and in my hands to carry this legacy forward.
Finally I would like to take this opportunity to again thank you all for supporting this legacy,
people from UK to the USA, people from Italy to France, people from Brazil to Spain, I
could go on and on THANK YOU GUYS, I love you all, and Im damn sure Aziz is looking
down smiling at the generation of lifters hes inspired! God bless you all and keep the
dream alive!

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