As the sun started to set the young man looked outside the window of the old town manor. He chuckled to himself. Things had changed around here. How long had it been since his parents had sold him to that miserly bastard? 12 years? No, way too long. 10? Yes, that's almost right. When did it begin exactly? He tried to remember but it was next to impossible. It didn't matter anymore to him. He had the entire world in the palm of his hands. He was invincible. Nobody could stop him now.
The Game had Begun and he was the king.