Davion Sholtz Orlando FL Obituary, Death: It is with profound sorrow and unspeakable heartbreak that we announce the untimely passing of Davion Sholtz, affectionately known by many as King Bambi. A radiant soul, a multi-talented creator, and a true friend to so many, Davion left this world far too soon, leaving behind a legacy of love, creativity, and passion that will forever echo in the lives of those blessed enough to know him.
Davion was not a man easily defined by one title—he was a renaissance soul in every sense of the word. An artist, whose vision brought beauty to life. A music producer, whose beats carried emotion and fire. A photographer, with an eye for detail that captured truth. A motorcycle technician, who saw machines not only as transportation but as expression. A physical therapist and personal trainer, who helped people heal and grow stronger every day—physically, mentally, and spiritually. Through every role he stepped into, Davion gave all of himself, every single time.
Born with a restless drive and a heart bigger than the world could hold, Davion studied at Bethune-Cookman University, carrying with him the pride of a scholar and the fire of a dreamer. He previously attended Sebring High School, where many first began to witness the spark that would become a guiding flame throughout his life. Whether in a classroom, a studio, or behind the lens of a camera, Davion’s energy was magnetic—his presence impossible to ignore and unforgettable once felt.
To say that Davion touched lives is an understatement—he transformed them. He had a unique ability to inspire people to rise above, to chase dreams unapologetically, to push through hardship with resilience. He uplifted others with words of wisdom and the kind of support that wasn’t just said, but shown. He celebrated the success of his loved ones as if it were his own, and even in his quietest moments, he carried a strength that made others feel safe and seen.
One of the people who knew him best, Kiaujah Williams, poured out the kind of grief that only comes from a soul-shattering loss: “It’s 7:38 in da morning I got 1hr of sleep wishing that all of this was a dream… Poppy, all I ever knew was us 3 always together no matter what… I miss you so so much. You were my biggest supporter. All you ever wanted was for me to get it together. You never missed a beat. God, I never ask why, but this one I’m questioning. Why would You take him from us so soon? Just why? I have no words… You left me empty, Davion. And I hate this feeling.”
These words carry the grief of someone who has lost not only a best friend but a soul twin, a piece of their own heart. And this grief ripples across so many lives, because Davion wasn’t just loved—he was deeply cherished. He was the one who answered the call when no one else would. The one who showed up with wisdom, laughter, or silence—whatever the moment required. The one who stood by you no matter how heavy the storm.
In his art, Davion gave voice to the voiceless. In his music, he poured raw emotion and crafted stories that moved hearts. His photography didn’t just capture images—it captured truth. His mechanical mind could build, fix, and create, but more than anything, it was his heart that held the real power.
Davion loved hard. He believed in people, even when they couldn’t believe in themselves. His loyalty was unmatched. His friendship was fierce. His laughter? Infectious. His absence now leaves behind an ache that words can never fully soothe. But though our hearts are broken, we hold on tightly to his light. Because that light hasn’t dimmed. It lives on—in the memories, in the music, in the photographs, in the machines he brought to life, in the bodies he helped heal, in the spirits he lifted, and in every single person who carries his love forward.
To Davion’s family, especially his closest circle who now carry this unfathomable pain—our hearts are with you. May you feel the embrace of a community that mourns with you. May you know that Davion mattered to so many. He gave his all to this world, and we are all better because of him.
Let us not allow this loss to be in vain. Let us remember Davion not only in grief but in action. Let us live more boldly. Speak more truthfully. Love more fully. Chase dreams more fearlessly. Help others more freely. Laugh louder. Lift others higher. That’s what Davion did. That is how we keep him with us. And let us not forget to talk about mental health, about grief, about healing. Let us open spaces for conversations that Davion would’ve leaned into. Let us keep checking in on one another. Let us be that “phone call away” for someone else—just like he was, again and again.
